On the other end.
Mu Yichen put down the phone with his face full of pride and told his brother, "Mommy's coming home tomorrow!"
Youyou, who was standing at one side, glared at him with gleaming eyes.
He retracted his shoulders involuntarily at the other's angry look. With his lips trembling slightly, he fearfully asked, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"What do you think?" With his arms folded across his chest, the younger boy stared coldly at his brother. "Mu Yichen, how dare you say such a thing?"
"…" The older twin blinked his eyes innocently as the other expressionlessly started counting his grievances with his fingers. "I wash clothes and cook. Every night, I tell bedtime stories to you and am even responsible for waking you up in the morning. When you are hungry at night, I cook supper for you… Tell me, then; who's the one taking care of the other person?!"
The more the younger one recounted, the angrier he became.
