Mother Lu smiled dismissively, glancing sideways at Ning Yuanshan, who was bowing and scraping, and said indifferently, "How could I dare to argue with the son of a textile factory owner?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Yuanshan apologized profusely again before finally slinking out of the Xiang family's gate in a dejected manner.
After the person left, Huo Zheng raised his wrist to check the time.
"Wanwan, it's getting late, I'll head back now. If you need anything, just come and find your uncle!"
Xiang Wanwan gave him a sweet smile, "Uncle, don't worry, you should go back and rest!"
After Huo Zheng left, Lu's mother handed the sandalwood box from the driver to Xiang Wanwan.
“Wanwan, this has been passed down through generations of our Lu family. You and Jingnian have been married for three years now, and you are going to join the army, so I’m entrusting this to you.”
"Then I'll be going now. I still have some things to do tomorrow, I'll have the driver bring them to you."
With red eyes, Xiang Shuxue stared at the sandalwood box in Xiang Wanwan's hand, her hands twisting her clothes incessantly.
Why is she so lucky!
She had just received such a wonderful bracelet, and now the Lu family was giving her a family heirloom!
These should all belong to her.
Xiang Wanwan stole everything from her!
Seeing her daughter's expression, Li Jinglan immediately took her hand and gave her a reassuring look.
They have a long future ahead of them, and these things will eventually return to their hands.
As long as she secures her position as Mrs. Xiang...
Xiang Shuxue looked into her mother's eyes and gradually calmed down.
Xiang Wanwan stood up and personally saw Huo Zheng and Lu's mother into the car.
When I returned to the living room, my scumbag father and Li Jinglan and her daughter were sitting comfortably on the sofa.
She glanced at it, holding the sandalwood box in her hands, and prepared to go upstairs.
"stop!"
Xiang Xinrong's voice rang out.
Xiang Wanwan turned around, looked at him, and smiled slightly: "Is there anything else you need, Dad?"
"Let me see the sandalwood box you're holding!"
"What? Dad not only covets Mom's dowry, but now he's even eyeing the things the Lu family gave me?"
Xiang Wanwan spoke without any politeness.
She glanced at Xiang Shuxue sitting next to her, her eyes fixed on the box in her hand.
Xiang Xinrong was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table after his thoughts were exposed.
"I'm your father! What's with the distinction between yours and mine!"
"Fine, since we're not going to split it, then take out all your money; it's mine too!"
Xiang Xinrong was speechless.
That brat, she's just as sharp-tongued as her mother!
Xiang Wanwan continued walking up the stairs, holding the sandalwood box in her hands. Halfway up, she turned back and reminded her scumbag father.
"Dad, don't forget Mom's dowry, I'm taking it all with me!"
Enraged, Xiang Xinrong threw all the water glasses on the table onto the floor, instantly shattering them into pieces.
Xiang Shuxue stared jealously at Xiang Wanwan's retreating figure.
She won't let her take them; they all belong to her... (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)
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