"We're here."
Brother Nan unbuckled her seatbelt. "I wonder if that fat cat has lost any weight these past few days."
"Probably not," Zhou Li said as he got out of the car. "This is your dad's car, right?"
"Yeah." Brother Nan casually patted the hood. "It's an old Accord, been with us for many years. It drives better than our car, but I still prefer our little car; after all, it's mine."
"Half of it is mine."
"TSK, half then, half!" Brother Nan retorted, then furrowed her brows, urging Zhou Li, "Don't dawdle. There are too many old ladies in the courtyard. If they see us, they'll start gossiping again. They're old; it takes more effort to deal with them."
"What about Jiang Han?"
"He went back to his hometown too."
"I see." Zhou Li and Huai Xu quickened their pace.
