Thankfully, he had separated from his brother early, and after moving he never lived in the same courtyard. Otherwise, seeing his big brother's behavior every day would have driven him mad!
Lian Bingcai spat disdainfully, spewing a mouthful of saliva and tossing away the toothpick he'd been using, lamenting that his life was truly dull.
Though living here was pleasant, Fat Master treated him to delicious food and drinks, and he didn't have to lift a finger, like some grand nobleman. By all rights, this was the life he had always dreamed of.
If he wanted to eat something, he just had to mention it; if he desired to wear something, he simply had to ask. Delicacies from the mountains and seas, brocades and fine silks—he could have them all arranged on the same day, no ambiguity.
