As an editor, Yun Feng reluctantly took out his private savings to appease his wife. After the two of them took a nap and came downstairs, he lamented:
"You two, you're not bringing me any luck!"
Qin Yun couldn't accept it: "Why only blame the two of us? Did Lun Chuan bring you good luck?"
Yun Feng replied coldly: "Yes, he did."
Qin Yun, to mention a few: ... It does seem like he did.
After all, he's a top-tier writer, while we can only be considered above average.
How annoying! Not only did our brother not suffer, but he really got himself a Land Rover!
But since they're here in Lun Chuan's place to enjoy free food and drinks, they can't complain too much. They hummed and flipped the topic: "Let's go, let's go to the urban area to buy stuff for the kids."
Lun Chuan chuckled: "Why the rush? It's so sunny. Before 5 PM, nothing's getting done—let's have lunch first!"
