Xia Yiran once again played the game of "I know, but I can't say," which made Xia Weiliang's eyes ache. She generously said, "It's nothing, just say I latched onto a big shot in the entertainment industry to get this award."
"What?!"
Xia Chengye slammed the table. She then turned around and said to Su Hui, "I'm going upstairs to pack," before heading upstairs.
"Such bad manners!"
Xia Chengye said, his face ashen with anger, "I was against her entering the entertainment industry from the start. I don't know who she takes after, to be so fond of showing herself off! Doesn't she realize that as long as she still has the surname Xia, it's still my Xia family's reputation she's tarnishing!"
The phrase "who she takes after" was like a sharp blade, cutting through all their pretenses.
"Alright, you should say less."
Su Hui, afraid Xia Weiliang would overhear, quickly said, "Although we've found Yiran, Weiliang is our daughter after all, we raised her. She's our daughter."
Xia Chengye curled his lips, took Xia Yiran's hand, and said with relief, "This is how our daughter should be."
Xia Yiran obediently said, "Dad, Mom is right. Weiliang is your daughter, and she's my sister too."
Seeing her biological daughter so sensible, Su Hui was equally gratified and even more proud.
Look, this is her daughter!
Soon, Xia Weiliang came downstairs with a small suitcase.
Su Hui went to meet her, "Weiliang, you are..."
"I'm moving to Shangcheng for a few days, it's closer to the company."
"You're moving out?" Su Hui suddenly realized something and quickly explained, "Weiliang, Mom has said it before, you will always be my daughter..."
"Sister, please don't misunderstand. Mom and Dad dote on you the most. If anyone should move out, it should be me!"
Xia Yiran was about to get up but was stopped by Xia Chengye's reprimand.
"If she wants to leave, let her go! Our Xia family hasn't wronged her in any way. Consider these twenty-something years of raising an ungrateful wretch!"
Su Hui stomped her feet anxiously, "Chengye! What are you talking about!"
"Am I wrong? We didn't ask about her origins and were willing to raise her, so what is she still not satisfied with? Do we really have to make way for our biological daughter, letting her continue to be Miss Xia, for her to be happy?"
"Chengye! The more you talk, the more ridiculous it gets!"
Xia Weiliang's steps faltered. She put down her suitcase, turned to face them, and bowed deeply, "Dad, Mom, thank you for raising me all these years. I'm leaving because I feel it's time, not out of spite. From now on, I will still be filial to you, regardless of blood ties."
"You heard that, right? She wants to cut ties! Fine, if you're leaving, don't come back. Our Xia family doesn't need a daughter like you!"
Xia Chengye harbored hatred for this adopted daughter. If it weren't for her, how could his biological daughter have suffered so much outside? He only wanted to compensate Yiran now, wishing he could pluck the moon from the sky and deliver it to her.
As for Xia Weiliang, she had occupied everything that belonged to Yiran for so many years. If she wanted to go, then let her go!
Xia Weiliang remained silent, picked up her suitcase, and left.
She finally did what she had always wanted to do. In her past life, she was bound by family affection and all sorts of unwillingness, which led her step by step into Xia Yiran's trap, following her script and turning into the universally reviled, scheming, white lotus.
Now that she had returned, the first thing she had to do was to stay away from the Xia family!
Song Yuan was waiting by the door. She had heard everything inside and didn't feel awkward; instead, she was quite composed. "You haven't left?"