Seemed Like He Did Something Wrong

Fan Yumeng's mother changed her gentle expression and poked his head hard, "Who are we doing this for? It wasn't easy for you to get into B City. Naturally, you'll have to settle down here in the future. Don't you know how expensive the house prices are here? Can your dad and I afford it?"

"If we can't afford it, we can go back to your hometown or rent a house…"

"Shut up, you good-for-nothing." Father Fan roared angrily.

"If it weren't for your sister's ability to find a rich boyfriend, you wouldn't have a house even if you wanted it."

Then, he looked at Fan Yumeng. "When Ji Zi'ang transfers the house to you, you can give it to your brother as his wedding home. Your mother and I don't want all the betrothal gifts. Half of it is for your brother to buy a car, and the other half is with us. You can ask us for it whenever you need it."

Fan Yumeng lowered her head and said nothing.