Unaware of his deskmate's blunt declaration of ownership after he left, and even less aware of the blow Jiang Minjie's worldview had suffered, Shen Yu was now lying comfortably at home with his legs crossed.
"Is Second Brother that busy? He has to work overtime even during New Year's?"
Looking at his parents and eldest brother on the sofa, Shen Yu sighed. How could Second Shen, who ranked near the bottom of the family hierarchy, be missing at a time like this?
"He's out drumming up work. He's gotten it into his head to act these past two years." Shen Changgeng sat with his legs crossed just like Shen Yu, a trace of disapproval in his eyes. "That brat insists on suffering when he doesn't have to."
Back then, he had said he wanted to be a dazzling star onstage, only to spend the past two years acting instead, living with film crews in remote mountains and forests every day. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought Second Young Master Shen had reverted to his ancestral roots.
Hearing the disapproval in his father's voice, Shen Xubai quietly spoke up for his younger brother. "Xingshuo's gained experience too. He's been financially independent these past few years, and he even brought everyone presents last time he came home."
"Hmph, it's not as if we've ever let him go without." Despite his words, Shen Changgeng's hand had honestly reached for his belt. "That brat has no taste. Even the belt he bought is hard to match with clothes."
Shen Xubai raised an eyebrow but didn't contradict his father.
After all, ever since receiving that gift, Shen Changgeng had nearly frozen himself into catching a cold in winter just to show off his belt to everyone.
Shen Yu missed all the boasting beneath