"Why are you yelling?" Yao Yaya pulled Sang Xiaxia behind her and coldly looked at Yun Jianshen, saying, "Didn't Xiaxia speak the truth? Isn't that exactly what you and Bai Jiaojiao think? What, Xiaxia exposed your hypocritical nature, and now you're embarrassed and angry?"
"Yaya, how could you think of me this way?" Yun Jianshen trembled with anger, "Yes, I admit, lately I've spent less time with you, but I have to work, don't I? My uncle is staying here, and the daily hospital fees, medical costs, and caretaker expenses add up to tens of thousands. If I don't work hard, after we get married, will we survive on air from the northwest wind?"
"Yun Jianshen, what do you mean?" Yao Yaya's eyes turned red with anger, "Are you saying you resent my dad for spending too much money? What I've spent is solely mine and my dad's money, nothing to do with you, Yun Jianshen, not even a penny. You're, you're disgusting!"
