"Xiao Mei!" Yang Jiahui wished she could gather his niece's thoughtless words and put them back in her mouth. She hurriedly looked apologetically at everyone. "Please don't mind what this girl said. She doesn't know what she's saying."
Meimei was confused at her aunt's reaction. Her aunt was giving her a warning look, so she shut her mouth, but she still didn't know what she said wrong.
"You are right. Little Sister Xiulan is indeed a legitimate heiress of this family," Long Hui said. "However, she's currently the only one among us siblings who can't work at the company even if she wants to."
Understanding flashed in Iris' eyes, but she remained quiet.
"Eh? Why is that?" Meimei still didn't understand.
"Xiao Mei, please stop talking." Yang Jiahui sighed heavily.
