Yu Huaxun chuckled and said, "That’s great, Ruixuan’s room also has toys, whatever you like, let Brother Ruixuan give it to you."
Yu Ruixuan really wanted to protest, but Zhou Yanyu beat him to it, saying, "Right, Ruixuan, you are the elder brother, you should play well with your sister, go on."
"Yes, I know." Receiving her soothing gaze, Yu Ruixuan, albeit very reluctantly, could only nod in agreement.
Then, as she had countless times before, Zhou Yanyu once again highlighted her care and importance as a stepmother towards her stepson: "However, Ruixuan’s room is a bit smaller than Xiao Cheng’s, and there’s not many toys either, Mianmian, don’t be disappointed when you see it."
Look how good she is to her stepson, giving him the biggest room, while her own son lives in a smaller one.
Jiang Mianmian, having read quite a few dramatic stories of wealthy families and already picturing her as the wicked stepmother, immediately caught the undertones in her words.
So, with an innocent face, she said, "My dad’s room is also bigger than my second and third uncles’, and has more furniture. Grandma says, in the countryside among siblings, it’s first come, first served, whether it’s good or bad."
Zhou Yanyu’s smile froze immediately: ...Who wants to hear you, a little girl, talk sense!
The old master, however, fully agreed, saying, "Your grandma is right. In a family, no matter good or bad, the eldest always bears the most."
To Yu Huaxun and Zhou Yanyu, this statement had a pointed meaning, and a momentary awkwardness appeared on the couple’s faces.
Yu Ruixuan also felt somewhat uncomfortable and resentful, but dared not retort and quickly led everyone away.
His room was indeed considerably smaller than Yu Cheng’s, with not many toys.
There was a large bookshelf filled densely with various books, giving the first impression that this boy was studious.
Jiang Mianmian glanced around once and quickly lost interest.
Seeing this, Yu Ruixuan crossed his arms and scoffed, "Hmm, disappointed, aren’t you? My mom certainly gave the best things to the eldest."
Jiang Mianmian, seeing his sarcastic tone, rolled her eyes at him, "It’s only right that Brother Yu’s room is bigger than yours; he’s older than you and also the firstborn. What’s there for you to feel unfair about?"
"You..." Yu Ruixuan was left speechless by Jiang Mianmian’s retort.
Firstborn, firstborn, he truly despised these words.
Jiang Mianmian then blinked innocently, "What? Am I wrong?"
"Just look around, and when you are done, get out," Yu Ruixuan said through gritted teeth, noticing Yu Cheng’s eager stare behind Jiang Mianmian.
Victorious in the first battle, Jiang Mianmian strutted about Yu Ruixuan’s room like a conquering general, shaking her head at everything as if nothing caught her eye.
Seeing this, Yu Ruixuan fumed like a frog, glaring at Jiang Mianmian, his belly heaving with every heavy breath.
Yu Cheng couldn’t help but laugh when he saw Jiang Mianmian behaving this way.
Although his room was very close to Yu Ruixuan’s, he had never really taken a good look around it over the years.
He casually glanced over the trophies, various books, and musical instruments, thinking Zhou Yanyu really went to great lengths to highlight her son’s diligence and eagerness to learn.
However, during the years Zhou Yanyu had been married into the Yu family, she had done a remarkable job at keeping up appearances.
Openly, whether it was food or goods, she always bought expensive, high-quality items for Yu Cheng, never shortchanging him, sometimes even going beyond what she provided for her own son.