Although Pei Xiaoxia spoke lightly, the kitchen was not crowded, so everyone heard her.
Li Xiang didn't think too much about it, and instead nodded happily, "Yes, we all get along very well, like real sisters," her tone carried a touch of pride."
Pei Xiaoxia laughed briefly but didn't say anything more.
However, Yang Ruxin noticed a slight hint of sadness in her, and couldn't help but frown, but as they were not very familiar, she chose not to say much.
Yang Zhenli's house was adjacent to the Yang Family's ancestral home, so naturally, they were invited, but Yang Peili and Yang Anshi didn't come, claiming they were not feeling well.
"What's not to feel well about? Probably just ashamed," Wang Hehua curled her lips.
"Don't say that, it seems like Old Madam Yang really wasn't feeling well," Liu Cuiyun shook her head, "She fainted last time, and although she was fine when she woke up, her speech isn't as sharp as before..."
