The three children stood there, staring at each other in shock.
"No way? We're going to be neighbors with Wang Xiaohu again?"
"It seems like it!"
The two brothers muttered to each other.
"Hmph! Just my luck!" Wang Xiaohu spat on the ground and swaggered into the hallway.
Liao Ting gave An Hao a disdainful glance, swung her bag over her shoulder, and followed her son into the hallway with swaying hips.
Wang Zhong used all his strength, unloading the entire car full of stuff. Just as he was about to ask Liao Ting for help with the moving, he saw she was going upstairs empty-handed and shouted angrily, "Liao Ting! Get back here and lend a hand! We're moving, aren't you going to help at all?"
