"I don't have a problem with it. The identity of the An Family's young lady originally belonged to Chuxia. If she wants to take it back, she can have it! I don't care about these empty titles anyway, it's just that Chuxia seems to have some misunderstandings about me...."
An Mingzhu, not yet satisfied, finished speaking and then looked up tenderly at An Mingyu, waiting for him to continue the conversation.
However, to her surprise, An Mingyu stood there dumbfounded this time, not responding to her as he usually did.
But if An Mingyu didn't ask her further, how could she continue this topic?
She had no idea what Chuxia had just said to An Mingyu; if only she hadn't dawdled in the room and had come out with them.
After thinking it over, An Mingzhu gritted her teeth, put on a sorrowful expression, and continued, "However, it's normal for Chuxia not to like me. After all, I've enjoyed the love of mom and dad for so many years in her place. It's understandable that she hates me. I don't blame her, but I think Chuxia shouldn't take her anger out on dad, mom, and you, Ayu...."
An Mingyu finally looked up.
"Sister, it seems like she hasn't done anything wrong...."
An Mingzhu felt as if she was choking, the breath stuck in her throat, making her extremely uncomfortable.
What did An Mingyu mean by that?
Chuxia hadn't done anything wrong, so was she the one at fault?
Was he blaming her for occupying Chuxia's identity all these years?
Damn it, what exactly had Chuxia said to An Mingyu to cause such a big change in his attitude towards her? It was almost as if he were a different person.
"Ayu, you..." An Mingzhu's body swayed, seemingly struck by a heavy blow, her face turning pale, "Ayu, are you also blaming me? Blaming me for living in the An Family under Chuxia's identity for so many years...."
"But what is my fault, if I could do it over, I would rather I and Chuxia had never been switched at birth...."
An Mingzhu's eyes turned red as if she had suffered a great injustice. Tears swirled in her eyes, yet she struggled to keep them from falling.
An Mingyu instantly felt heartbroken and hurriedly said: "No, sister, that's not what I meant. I've never thought that. I've always treated you as my real sister, truly! Sometimes, I even feel fortunate that you are my sister...."
"Really? But you just said...."
"No, no, no!" An Mingyu hurriedly shook his head to explain, "What I meant just now was that Chuxia hadn't agreed to us before, we just misunderstood that she would go along with mom's words, so that's why we had this conflict."
"Is it really just that? Then I misunderstood you," An Mingzhu finally relaxed a bit and then continued with sadness, "However, Chuxia is too scheming. If she was unwilling, why didn't she speak directly to mom and dad? It made us all misunderstand her, and mom and dad even got scolded by grandpa...."
Seeing An Mingyu frown and no longer speak for Chuxia, An Mingzhu finally let go of the stone hanging over her heart and breathed a deep sigh of relief.
...
Meanwhile, in the hall,
The old Mr. An stared sternly and unyieldingly at An Guosheng and his wife.
Xie Jinya, who had been under Mr. An's gaze for so long, felt her scalp tingling, "Dad, if you have something to say, just say it...."
Could it not be this silent staring, which was far more terrifying than openly scolding them?
It would be better to vent whatever anger he had because, that way, at least they could know where they stood.