"Second Brother." Tang Mingli abruptly stood up, glaring at Tang Zhengde, "I treat you as my second brother, but do you really see me as your younger brother?"
"Even the villagers around here borrowing money from one another doesn't involve mortgaging houses. Why, in Second Brother's heart, am I such a person?" Tang Mingli's expression was clearly displeased.
In his heart, his eldest brother was like a father, their father passed away early, and it was their mother who raised the brothers.
"It's not like that." Seeing Tang Mingli becoming agitated, Tang Zhengde didn't say much else, only adding, "Alright, alright, I won't talk about the house anymore, but Mingli, I will definitely pay you back as soon as possible."
"That's more like it." Tang Mingli then sat back down and reminded, "Right, Second Brother, make sure you don't tell anyone you borrowed the money from me, otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to our eldest brother and even mother might get upset."
