Ye Wenhua lived in a house in the south of Yang City, and that house belonged to Ye Shengge's parents.
Which meant the house belonged to her.
However, Ye Wenhua and his family didn't feel like they had been occupying Ye Shengge's house.
Ye Shengge pouted and walked in.
"Shengge, here you are." Ye Shengge had gotten very overweight these days, and he looked like a Maitreya when he laughed. As for his wife, Li Wenqin, she looked slender and mean.
Fortunately, her cousin Ye Siyan hadn't inherited any of the flaws of her parents and could be called pretty.
"Uncle, you seem to be having a wonderful life," Ye Shengge said sarcastically.
Ye Wenhua didn't seem to notice her sarcasm. He said, "Come on in, we've prepared the meal for you."
As for Li Wenqin and Ye Siyan, they looked kind of irritated.
Ye Shengge didn't mind that at all. She sat down and started to eat.
