"This…"
Xiang Yu felt so awkward that she wanted to cry.
"Lil' bro, forget it; I can tell that grandaunt isn't prepared at all. She's too poor to be capable of taking out 200 yuan!" coolly said Little Yichen all of a sudden.
Her face flushed with anger as if blood were about to seep out from her.
Youyou furrowed his brows in dissatisfaction. "Grandaunt didn't put in the effort for us at all; it's heartbreaking that you didn't even prepare red packets for us!"
Yun Yecheng and Yun Yehou exchanged glances, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. At the same time, the latter felt humiliated. This wife of his was utterly embarrassing!
He could not continue watching this. His wife was an embarrassment for letting two kids treat her like a joke, and he said immediately, "Boys, come here. Granduncle has prepared red packets for you!"
