"Oh? Is that so?" Ye Weiwei sneered, freeing one hand to touch her chin, ponderingly saying, "Then why, starting from junior high, did they not pay my tuition and made me apply for the school's financial aid and work-study programs? Why was my highest living expense ever only one thousand? Why do others have BMWs, but I could only ride the nanny's electric scooter? Is my understanding of wealth incorrect, or is the Ye Family raising me in poverty?"
Ye Chuchu was rendered speechless by the barrage of questions. She furrowed her brows, completely unprepared for Ye Weiwei to respond in this manner, "Weiwei, that's not it. At that time, our parents' career was at a bottleneck, so they couldn't provide good things for both you and me."