After several rounds of bickering, Fan Tianhua finally got Fan Tianyu genuinely angry. "I've been tolerating you for ages, your mouth never stops yapping, just like Mom..."
Fan Tianyu couldn't hold it in anymore and snapped back, and honestly, Zhenzhen felt his arguing skills were just as good as Mei Yinan's. Once he got started, he just kept going, and not even Fan Tianhua could cut in at that point. It was like a crow standing on a coal pile—he had the same problem, but was still judging others.
The siblings had been like this since they were little: first a bout of noisy back-and-forth, then straight-up fighting. But they were all grown now, so they knew to go easy when they scuffled.
Their fights weren't just lively, the bickering was hilarious, and Zhenzhen and her little brother lounged on the sofa, watching the show with rapt attention.
