With Wu Daniu having pressed the matter this far, Wu Chufeng had no choice but to arrange a courtyard for them.
"Let me be blunt," Wu Chufeng said. "This house is small, with only two courtyards. You'll live in the rear one. In a month, Song Song and I are getting married. When that happens, you will not overstep her or try to pull rank as elders."
The moment Wu Chufeng finished speaking, expressions of displeasure immediately crossed the faces of Wu Wenxuan and Wu Wenhao.
Wu Wenxuan frowned, his tone dripping with disdain. "Eldest Brother, this house is far too small, isn't it? A two-courtyard residence, how is it supposed to fit all of us? We were accustomed to the spacious estate at the General Mansion. This place of yours doesn't even have a garden. It's too pathetic, isn't it?"
Wu Wenhao also sneered, his voice laced with scorn:
"Exactly! Eldest Brother, this house is tiny. It doesn't even have a proper courtyard. How are all of us supposed to fit?"
