"So, I think it's better for our third branch of the family to split from the Yang Family. With my capable parents, we'll surely be able to support ourselves."
"Split from the family?" Ms. Wang widened her eyes, as if she didn't recognize her own daughter, Yang Chuxia—since when did this girl become so bold and daring to think about such things, even considering family separation?
Yang Dachuan was also like Ms. Wang, wondering how their daughter had suddenly changed so much. She used to be quiet and rarely spoke, but now her ideas were getting bigger and bigger.
"Yes, Mom, don't you want us to split from the family too?"
Of course she wanted it. Ms. Wang had wanted to split from the Yang Family since she married into it, less than two years ago. But she didn't dare to push her husband to do so.
Although Ms. Wang didn't say a word, Yang Chuxia knew she was tempted.
