After a few rounds of sparring, Fan Tianhua had truly angered Fan Tianyu. "I've put up with you long enough. You just keep yapping on and on, just like Mom..."
Fan Tianyu was at the end of his rope and snapped right back. But from what Mei Mengzhen could see, his ability to retort was neck and neck with Mei Yinan's. Once he started talking, he wouldn't stop either—Fan Tianhua couldn't get a word in sideways. This was basically the pot calling the kettle black, complaining when he's just the same.
These siblings had always been like this since they were kids: first bickering back and forth, and then straight-up fighting. Although they're all grown up now, they know how to hold back a little.
Their arguing was hilarious, and their fights were even funnier. Mei Mengzhen sat with her younger brother on the sofa, both completely engrossed in the show.
Just as things were getting interesting, the front door opened. Auntie Mei Yinan and Uncle Fan Hongwei walked in with blank faces.
