Night fell.
The crystal chandelier was giving out bright white light as it shone on every face with unfathomable expressions.
The existence of the helpers, who were serving them by the side, diminished.
Old Master Xue, who had remained silent throughout, sat up straight. "Nonsense!"
Xue Sheng continued standing. His broad shoulders seemed to be capable of propping up the sky for the mother and daughter pair. Looking at his father, he said, "Dad, look at this family. Does it still have a place for our family of three? People who don't know might think that I'm not Mom's biological son!"
"That's bullshit!" Old Lady Xue shouted agitatedly. "I carried you in my womb for ten months and gave birth to you painstakingly. So that's how you're treating me?"
