This dinner was bound to give An Xiaoyu indigestion.
And sure enough…
Su Linxue said, "Xiaoyu, you don't have to leave tonight. Stay over at our home!"
An Xiaoyu shook her head.
"No, I still have some things to attend to this evening."
"What could be so important? Can't you spare some time this evening?"
Chu Mushan huffed.
"Mom, she's clinging to some rich man now, no longer puts our family in her eyes anymore. In my opinion..."
"Shanshan!" Chu Mucheng interrupted her, his eyes flashing coldly.
Chu Mushan's pretty face was full of displeasure as she pouted, "Am I wrong? Brother, I find you are beginning to take sides against your own family!"
"Enough!"
This time, it was Chu Yihong who spoke.
"Shanshan, today is your sister's birthday! Watch your words!"
Chu Mushan abruptly stood up.
"Dad, why are you like brother, both scolding me? Who is your real daughter after all?"
With a "snap," Chu Mushan threw her chopsticks down onto the table.
"I've lost my appetite!"