No matter what they said out loud, everyone knew in their hearts that this marriage was indeed being used as a bargain for favors. Thus, when Chuxia confronted it, their faces inevitably showed a hint of discomfort—except for Old Lady Lin. She glared at Chuxia and said in a mocking tone, "Aren't you going to help your parents pack? Why are you running over here?"
Old Master Lin's brow suddenly twitched, but he didn't want to scold his wife in front of the younger family members. He could only cough lightly and tap the kang edge with his smoking pipe, "Sit down."
"Chuxia, come in and sit down to talk." Auntie Yang Aihua was a clever person. Seeing that her father-in-law had spoken, a friendly smile immediately spread across her face. She stepped forward to pull Chuxia inside, "Chuqiu, get the candied oranges you brought back from your maternal grandmother's house for your sister."
