Old Madam Xu glanced at Xu Zhi and ordered, "Let me tell you, Anran is the eldest daughter of the Xu family. Even if Qiao Xi returns, she can't take Anran's position! Anran, let's go!"
Xu Zhi did not say anything.
On the other hand, Old Madam Xu was about to bring Xu Anran upstairs. Unexpectedly, Xu Anran's eyes were instantly filled with tears. "Grandma, the room upstairs belongs to my younger sister. My room is… in the basement."
Bang!
When she heard this, Old Madam Xu slammed the table and roared, "Not only did she snatch your identity, but she even stole your room! The child that Xia Yunqiu raised is really a b*tch!"
Xu Zhi frowned and said, "Mom! How can you say that? She's my daughter, after all!"
