"I can't give the children red packets this year, but don't worry; I'll definitely make up to them next year!"
Yun Shishi stared blankly at her for a moment before hooking her lips into a smile. "Don't worry about it. The red packets are just a meaningful gesture to make the kids happy."
"I'm moved by your kind understanding!" Her aunt then carefully studied her as she indirectly probed. "Niece, is this villa bought by your father?"
"Hm?" She shook her head smilingly. "This house was bought by my husband. I planned to have it as our marital home at first, but he found it too small for that!"
Her casual answer sent ripples of waves crashing in Xiang Yu's heart.
Even her daughters, who were sitting at the side, had their ears secretly perked up at their exchange. They could not help feeling utterly envious at how nonchalantly their cousin had described this villa as too small for her marital home!
This villa is small?!
