"You!" Father Jiang was so angry by her words that he jumped. "Do you think I don't dare to beat you to death?"
If his son and wife hadn't stopped him, he might have rushed up to beat her.
"Dad! Don't get worked up!" Jiang Yabin stopped his father. "If you beat her to death, who will buy me a house? You two old fools? If I don't have a house and can't get a wife, who will pay for your retirement?"
When these words came out, Jiang Xun's father froze for a moment. His face was ugly, but he finally dropped his raised hand.
Jiang Xun felt even more ironic. However unbridled and rebellious the younger brother was, they would not be angry. Even when he said such treacherous things, they would not be angry because he was a male.
She earned much more than her brother and was tens of thousands of times better than him. However, in the eyes of their parents, he was the family's only offspring, an actual person.
