After the courtyard door closed, the man turned around and followed Jiang Yongkang in.
Jiang Yongkang's expression was ugly. When he entered the house, he realized that there was another person inside.
He immediately snorted. "You're here too? That's good. It saves me a lot of time."
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be in Yongfu Village?" Chen Yulan stood up and frowned. She looked a little uneasy.
Madam Fang, who came in later, also muttered unhappily, "That's right. You came over at noon. Do you still want to come to my house for lunch?"
She had always been stingy, especially when she had spent a lot of money in town. She was even more unwilling to pour him tea.
Jiang Yongkang's already anxious mood was completely ignited by her words. "Pfft, do you think everyone is like you? You don't have money and love face, yet you're still so stingy. You married a daughter and came to town with her. You look like you want to be raised by her in-laws."
