Hearing her words, Mother Xia was overjoyed, looking at her happily and saying, "Really?"
She reached out to pull her in after speaking.
Xia Chuyi dodged and stepped back.
"Chuyi?" Mother Xia looked at her daughter, puzzled.
Xia Chuyi no longer paid attention to Mother Xia, her gaze drifting toward the main branch of the family, saying, "If the secondary branch wants an adoption, that's fine."
As soon as her words fell, the faces of everyone in the main branch revealed an eager joy.
"I don't agree!" Xia Chengzong yelled indignantly from the side.
He confrontationally faced his own relatives, no longer being obsequious, and said bluntly, "Grandparents, parents, aren't you afraid that Uncle would have no peace in the underworld by bullying Chuyi like this?"
