Ye Shuang finally understood Han Chu's previous complaint. No matter how Anthony was, his ability to garner the favor of the elders was incredible. She had not been there to witness it for herself when she was out for work, but today, she finally got a real taste.
Father Ye was a serious person and preferred young people with actual talent; Mother Ye naturally liked those who looked pretty and had a sweet mouth. Anthony matched their taste perfectly; he would bounce to Father Ye to talk about economics and business, and then he would run to Mother Ye to act cute and be nice.
It was Ye Shuang who slaved away in the kitchen, but when she turned to looked, no one in the family cared about her contribution; they were busy having fun with Anthony.
It was unbearable!
"Tony! Come help chop the garlic!" Ye Shuang hissed through her teeth to order the large golden retriever.
