Yunyang suddenly realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately covered his mouth, cautiously glancing toward the direction of the door.
If the person inside heard that, it wouldn't be good.
He still had that bit of emotional intelligence.
Although somewhat disappointed, well, as long as his uncle liked it, that was what mattered.
Better than him living and dying alone, right?
"Forget it, Uncle, lend me some money." Yunyang stretched out his hand.
Gu Chenxiao glanced at his palm and coldly replied, "I won't lend it."
"How can you be so heartless? I am your only blood nephew!"
Yunyang simply plopped down on the ground. "Then I can't go anywhere today, I'll just have to stick around at your place."
"You can go home."
If he was able to come, then he surely had a way to get back.
"Can't hear, can't hear!" Yunyang covered his ears, playing the scoundrel, "My uncle is a stingy miser! Big pinchpenny! Cold-blooded and unfeeling, no sympathy at all..."