Shen Mingzhu, although she did not name names, everyone present could tell she was referring to Yang Xuezhen.
Yang Xuezhen's face turned bright red, and she wanted to storm off in a huff, but she was worried about jeopardizing her brother's job arrangement, so she had to endure the humiliation and stay.
"As for how to divide the house, Dad, you and Mom discuss it yourselves, or ask the uncles to help. If that doesn't work, ask the village. How hard can it be to split a household?"
Qin Jinlian was so angry she could have bored two holes in her face, "What exactly are you making a fuss about? A good family, and you won't be happy until you tear it apart, will you?"
"A good family? What's good about it?"
Qin Jinlian choked up.
