"And you are my sister, so is Nian Nian. Do you understand what I’m saying?"
Before Xia Chuxue could respond, Feng Yan turned away and left, not casting another glance at her.
Watching his retreating figure, Xia Chuxue took a deep breath, genuine this ti.
Though she had wanted to close the gap between her and Brother Yan, she hadn’t expected...
It wasn’t until that tall figure was out of sight that Xia Chuxue turned and headed towards the villa they had co from.
Is she also his sister? Did Brother Yan an that the person he might marry is Xia Yinian? How could this be allowed?
Seeing her precious daughter return, He Shuya greeted her with a beaming smile.
"Chuxue, how was it?"
"Don’t ask anything!" Xia Chuxue huffed coldly and strode into the villa.
"What happened? Weren’t you fine just now?" He Shuya kept on following her.
"Grandpa, I need your help with sothing. Let’s talk in your room," Xia Chuxue approached Xia Yiru and whispered.
"Hmm." Xia Yiru stood up and led the way.
Xia Chuxue followed him while He Shuya hurried along after them.
In the blink of an eye, the vast villa hall was left with only Xia Liyuan.
With a "bang," the room door was forcefully shut by Xia Chuxue.
"Chuxue, what exactly happened?" Xia Yiru asked in a low voice.
"Grandpa, is it safe to talk in this room?" Xia Chuxue mumbled, settling down on the sofa.
"Absolutely safe. I just checked everything myself. Tell Grandpa exactly what’s going on."
No sooner had Xia Yiru finished his sentence than tears began to flow from Xia Chuxue’s eyes.
"Wuu... Grandpa, Chuxue is aggrieved, and it’s all because of Xia Yinian. Xia Yinian has been clinging to Old Master Feng, and he has no intention of acknowledging formally."
"If I’m not acknowledged, I’m still just a guest in the Feng Family, and my life is even worse than when I was in the Xia Family. What’s the point?"
Xia Chuxue knew she couldn’t rely on her father, and her mother wasn’t very resourceful.
At that ti, Grandpa had agreed with her decision to co to the Feng Family, surely with his own ulterior motives. Now, she could only pin her hopes on Grandpa.
"That damn girl, Xia Yinian, is just fortunate. How did she manage to get into the Feng Family and even beco the darling of Old Master Feng? It’s truly puzzling!"
Xia Yiru sat on the bed, his brows lightly furrowed.
"Getting Old Master Feng to formally acknowledge you isn’t difficult, but Chuxue might have to endure so physical pain."
"Grandpa, do you have a way?" Xia Chuxue looked at him excitedly.
Knowing how much Grandpa cherished her, she wouldn’t let her suffer much, so the "physical pain" Xia Yiru ntioned was not sothing Xia Chuxue feared.
To sit in Lady Sun of the Feng Family’s esteed position, she wouldn’t mind enduring so hardships.
Being acknowledged formally was only the first step. If she didn’t complete the first step, how could she move on to the second?
Having made no progress in the Feng Family, her ti was running short.
At any mont, Seventh Young Master could take back everything she had. It was not that Xia Chuxue was overthinking; rather, everything was pressing and imminent.
"I’ll have to think hard about arranging this," said Xia Yiru, nodding slightly.
"Arrange it for tomorrow. I’m not afraid. Right now, I truly despise the feeling of being suppressed by Xia Yinian. As long as I can be formally acknowledged, I really don’t mind."
Xia Chuxue stood up from the sofa and walked over to the bed, taking Xia Yiru’s large hand into hers.
"Grandpa, what’s the plan? Tell Chuxue quickly."
Xia Yiru extended his hand, gently stroking Xia Chuxue’s long hair.
"Don’t worry! Grandpa won’t let you suffer any more grievances."
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