Li Tingfeng's limelight was instantly suppressed by Huo Xiaoran, and his old face turned from red to green.
Huo Xiaoran elegantly put down his bowl and chopsticks and glanced at the sea cucumber and abalone on the table. He said faintly, "Even if you're rich, you shouldn't spend so much money. You look like a nouveau riche."
Li Tingfeng's face looked like it had been slapped hard.
"Xiaoran, I know you're good at earning money. You don't have to drag your third brother's name like this, right?" Li Tingfeng said indignantly.
Huo Xiaoran glanced at him and reminded him, "Third Brother, you abandoned your wife after getting rich. Your fortune has already been squandered by you."
Li Tingfeng blushed in anger. "Fourth Brother, how can you say that?"
Huo Xiaoran could not be bothered with him.
Huo Xiaoran waved at the children beside him. "Babies, come here."
