Yang Da'an then said, "When our father sees us brothers visiting together, he will be in a good mood, and when he's in a good mood, his illness will get better."
"Tch, you're really overthinking it. Just don't make our father so angry that his illness worsens, that would already be good enough, let alone him being in a good mood." Ms. Liu snorted coldly and hurriedly pulled Yang Da'an away with her.
And it wasn't until the first branch of the family had left that Yang Xiaochuan opened the door from the inside.
He poked his head out and spat disdainfully after looking at the tightly shut door of the first branch, "What rubbish. The day our father really passes away, I'll see that I don't kick you out. By then, no one will stand up for you."
If Yang Chuxia heard him say such things, she would definitely say, "You're daydreaming."
