"Yang Yu, how can you speak to your elders like that?" Yang Hua huffed, "We just got so busy that we forgot, and now that we've remembered them, is there a problem? Hurry over here, I'll have Fang Po and Xiao Meng offer them a toast."
"If you want to offer a toast, then you should come over here yourself. Since when do elders go to the younger generation to receive a toast?" Yang Yu scoffed, "You as an elder really don't know how to behave. No wonder my cousin has no respect for his elders. He must have learned it from you, his great aunt."
Yang Hua was nearly enraged to death by Yang Yu, but considering the red envelope, she still endured it: "Fine, where are you? I'll have Fang Po and Xiao Meng come over to offer the toast."
"We're on the same floor, in the private room at the far east end," Yang Yu said indifferently, "My cousin and his wife can come over now."
After finishing, Yang Yu hung up the phone, leaving Yang Hua fuming, "This kid, so disrespectful!"
