Jia Xiufang couldn't even laugh, her family was just ordinary common folk, how did they end up becoming in-laws with such people?
Father Yu's status was extraordinary, and Yu Minglang's grandfather was no ordinary person either, now retired in his hometown in the Northeast, spending his days tending to flowers and birds. Back in the day, he had made military contributions on the battlefield. Yu Minglang's grandmother was a painter, adept at painting classical beauties, and enjoyed a good reputation in the industry, with her disciples and grandchildren becoming professors in the country.
It was such an elite family that Jia Xiufang had never seen before, let alone talked about in the conversations with neighbors on the streets.
Not only did such a big shot come to her house, but he also took her daughter, who she had raised for 18 years, away by force. Jia Xiufang's mood at this moment was complicated.
It was beyond happiness or unhappiness, she was just too shocked.
