"That car costs three million?"
Mom felt like she was going to faint again, and Lu Ya displayed her excellent emergency response skills, "Liang came back from Modu at noon, hasn't he had dinner yet?"
Lu Liang quickly nodded, slightly resentful, "I just went to your house; you didn't even invite me in for a bite."
Lu Ya glared fiercely, "We've finished eating, there's only some leftovers, do you want them?"
"Have I not been eating your leftovers since I was little?"
Playing along, the siblings once again successfully diverted their mom's attention.
"It's past eight o'clock, how come you haven't had dinner yet?"
Mom couldn't care about anything else and hastily went to the kitchen, continuously nagging, "You didn't even give a heads-up before returning, there's hardly any food in the fridge, I'll make you some noodles and fry an egg."
"That's fine."
Lu Liang saw dad taking out some Baisha from his pocket and quickly took out the Softs, "Dad, you should smoke these instead."
