Fu Shuangshuang shook her head, sighing dejectedly.
"What kind of high society does our family belong to? The real wealthy live in villas, have servants, and drive luxury cars, alright?"
"Ah..." Fu Binbin curled his lip, "Our car isn't bad either, it cost a million, didn't it? Dad, lend it to me someday for a spin!"
Fu Yao paid no attention to Fu Binbin, and instead turned to Fu Shuangshuang, "Shuangshuang, you should contact Lu Mian anyway. Having a meal isn't such a big deal. If she really has nowhere to go, I'll just book her a room in a hotel near our neighborhood. Who doesn't go home for a family reunion during the Lunar New Year? Just bear with it. Also, invite your little uncle over, she has a good relationship with him."
"You're quite the benevolent uncle," Weng Xia said sarcastically, then turned and went into the kitchen.
Reluctantly, Fu Shuangshuang replied to Lu Mian with another email.
[Send me your contact information, my dad says to invite little uncle over too.]
