"Why are you so ignorant?" Zhao Xiuyun pretended to be angry, "Do you have to let your sister know?"

"Why do you want to let it go? She is not my dear sister!"

"You kid..."

"Okay, okay." Old Mrs. Ji interrupted impatiently, "Hurry up and drag the box in. So much dust is so dirty, making the house chaotic. Oh... I'm going to have a migraine..."

Aunt Zhou had no choice but to drag her suitcase up.

Song Anqi spoke at the right time, "Grandma Ji, then I'll help Shengsheng clean up the room first."

But the old lady Ji's face turned gloomy and clear, "Just let the servant clean up. Anqi, come over and sit down and talk to me."

"good."

Old Mrs. Ji likes Song Anqi very much?

Ji Shengsheng lowered his eyelids and followed Aunt Zhou into the guest room.

...

When you close the door, you can still hear the laughter and joy coming from the living room.

So bad sound insulation?
Chapter completed!