"Concerned about me? No need." Xia Chuyi's voice was so calm it was almost indifferent, "When the family split happened, it was clearly written in black and white, after I left the Xia Family, everything I did, whether good or bad, had nothing to do with the Xia Family."
Grandma Xia and another person came to find her, naturally having prepared their reasons in advance.
As Grandma Xia stepped forward, adopting the posture of an elder, she said to her, "You can't say that."
"When the family split, it was merely the lenient heart of the elders, tolerating a child's tantrum."
"Yes, it was written in black and white, once you left the Xia Family we would no longer manage you. Whatever you do, we would not interfere."
"But..." Grandma Xia's tone shifted, "Chuyi, the shop you opened in the city, you used our Xia Family's recipes!"
"True, your uncle funded most of the shop, but since you used my Xia Family's recipes, shouldn't the Old Xia Family also have a share in the business?"
