"Auntie." As soon as Tang Manxi returned to the living room, she realized that something was wrong. "What happened?"
"Nothing. Are you done looking around the garden?"
"Yes." She leaned against Zhang Wanlian affectionately. "Brother Quan said he'll bring me to watch a movie tomorrow."
Her sweet tone was like a sharp knife that stabbed Su Tian in the heart.
"What movie do you want to watch?" She took a deep breath and took out her phone from the new Louis Vuitton bag. "I'll book the tickets."
"Whatever movie Brother Quan likes."
"He rarely watches movies. He's not picky."
"It's fine. I'll wait for him to come down and choose one with him together."
Su Tian wanted to slap her.
Due to Zhang Wanlian's presence, she had no choice but to swallow her anger and face them with a gentle and agreeable smile.
Twenty minutes later, the father and son upstairs finished talking.