Rong Yan's uncle lived on the second floor, in a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.
Originally, the space was indeed sufficient for a family of three, but after the addition of the twin sisters, it certainly became a bit cramped.
Adding to that, the sisters were in school… no wonder their aunt never had a pleasant expression on her face.
When Rong Yan arrived, the front door was just opening, and out came her younger sister Rong Qiao. Seeing Rong Yan, she still showed a hint of nervousness, "…Sis, where have you been? Why are you only coming back now? Aunt was furious when she saw you hadn't returned; she was scolding all evening!"
As she said this last sentence, her tone was filled with grievance.
It was obvious that without Rong Yan there to bear it all… the anger would be redirected at the one in front of her.
Rong Yan looked at her intensely.
Feeling the intensity of that gaze, Rong Qiao's heart tingled, "Sis, sis… why are you looking at me like that?"
