"That's right, Mianmian." Bai Yusheng sighed and looked sad. "When she knew you were coming back, she made all your favorite dishes. There isn't even a single dish I like. Tell me, we came from the same womb, why is she so biased?"
"You little rascal, why are you jealous of your own sister?" Madam Bai glared at him. "What can't you eat at home every day? Do you know how tired your sister is outside?"
"I know, I know." Bai Yusheng sighed again. "Anyway, your daughter is my biological sister. This son of yours was picked up from the streets. In the past, I used to film till midnight, but I never saw you so worried for me. Sigh, how sad."
