"Yvonne, the sunset on the deck was so beautiful, but why didn't you go up just now? After dinner, let Tommy take you up to see the night view." My mom quickly stepped forward to mediate, and we didn't know what had angered my sister-in-law again.
"Hmph! I'm not worthy of going to first class." As my sister-in-law said, she pointed at the menu with her hand. The dishes she ordered were made so quickly that we couldn't possibly finish them all.
I saw my brother tugging at my sister-in-law's sleeve below.
"What's the matter? Am I not worthy of first-class or even worthy of having a meal? If you can't afford it, don't pretend to be rich, and I don't even want to come here with you!" My sister-in-law became even angrier, rolled her eyes, pushed the menu forward, and crossed her arms, looking at me.
But she insisted on following us stubbornly until the end.
My boyfriend was sent on a business trip during the May Day holiday and couldn't accompany me. He paid for a six-day luxury cruise to please me and my parents.