And Old Lady Gao, although she favored her grandsons and sons, was still fair. The two children she bore were not necessarily favored by her; anyway, Zheng Xianghong would never allow her offspring to live with Old Lady Gao.
"Little auntie, how much money do you want from my family?" Gao Jiaxing walked out of the room, digging at his ear, as he couldn't listen anymore. If he could, he would have swept Lin Xuebi out with a broom, but Gao Jiaxing still held back his anger and asked.
Lin Xuebi, thinking Gao Jiaxing was interested in the old house, said, "It doesn't need to be much, just two hundred yuan."
