Lin Xiaoyue had no specific preference for airing her family's dirty laundry to entertain others.
She glanced at Lin An'an and Lin Jingjing, instructing them to go inside and settle down first.
As Lin An'an passed by Lin Xiaorou, she paused slightly, her gaze full of smugness, "Just kneel there nicely. When our eldest sister is pleased, she'll let you stand up."
"An An," Lin Jingjing tugged at her sleeve, signaling her to say less.
Only then did Lin An'an reluctantly close her mouth, stepping forward two steps. Facing Lin Xiaoyue, she plastered a different flattering smile on her face, took the initiative to encircle Lin Xiaoyue's arm, and asked while walking inside, "I heard from the old lady that in this house, you are the only female owner, eldest sister. Isn't it quite stifling not having someone to talk to regularly?"
