The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

Xing Yuru quickly tugged at Luo Huai's arm and whispered, "I told you not to keep staring at her. Mom doesn't like her."

The two turned around and went in different directions.

"Not only Mom, but most of the family members don't like my aunt." However, my uncle and aunt are from a collateral branch of the family, so they are rarely seen.

"Why?" Luo Huai asked.

Xing Yuru was also a little confused. "My aunt's family is well-off. She's an only child, beautiful, and capable. She runs an entertainment studio and has more personal assets than anyone else. But her family isn't wealthy enough to be considered a tycoon. She has to stay in the entertainment industry after marrying my uncle."

Wealthy families have their own hierarchy of contempt.

Luo Huai recalled the way her parents-in-law looked at her aunt and realized that things weren't so simple. However, that was a matter for the elders, and the grudges of the previous generation had nothing to do with the next.

The two arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The previous argument has been resolved; Xing Zhengyu will not be included in the family genealogy, and Pei Youyou will not be added to it, maintaining the status quo.

Today's main event is the ancestral worship ceremony performed by Xing Yanzhao and Luo Huai, who are to be included in the family genealogy.

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Pei Youyou was the first to object. Xing Zhengyu tried to stop her, but she beat him to it and asked in a dissatisfied tone, "Grandpa, why can't I be included in the family genealogy?"

Originally, she had no concept of whether or not she was included in the family genealogy, until her mother told her that if she wasn't included in the genealogy, what kind of Xing family daughter-in-law would she be?

Old Mrs. Xing glanced at her and said coldly, "The marriage between Xing and Pei is for Luo Huai. You are marrying Xing Zhengyu, not marrying into the Xing family."

Pei Youyou: "Isn't Zhengyu a member of the Xing family?"

Grandma Xing turned to Grandpa Xing and asked, "Shouldn't you put him as the adopted son in the family genealogy? Otherwise, it's not fair to Yanzhao."

Grandpa Xing nodded and asked his eldest son and daughter-in-law if they had any objections, but the two of them dared not.

Xing Zhengyu smiled faintly and said that it should be so.

The two elders nodded, praising him for being sensible.

Seeing that Pei Youyou was unhappy, Xing Zhengyu turned his head to coax her, "It doesn't matter if you're a member of the Xing family or not, you will always be the noble eldest daughter of the Pei family."

Pei Youyou's expression improved slightly, but she still lowered her voice anxiously: "If others find out, I'll be laughed at."

"No, if we don't tell, no one will know."

"What if Luo Huai has a big mouth?"

"My sister-in-law isn't that kind of person."

Pei Youyou knew that Luo Huai wasn't the type to make a big fuss, but something about what he said sounded off.

Pei Youyou withdrew her hand, her mournful gaze fixed on Luo Huai.

Luo Huai was in the front row, and all she could see was Luo Huai's black hair and straight back.

What's even more infuriating is that Xing Zhengyu is an adopted son, so they can only stand in a row with the collateral branches, while there is a dazzling figure among the collateral branches.

Even with her carefully dressed up, Pei Youyou looked gloomy.

She stomped her foot angrily in a low voice.

They also had to watch helplessly as Luo Huai's name was written into the Xing family genealogy, and watch her kneel on the prayer mat, kowtow, and offer incense.

These women watched as the host family conducted their business, like guests.

After the matter is completed, applause and celebration are held.

The siblings still called Luo Huai "elder sister-in-law," and the children called her "elder aunt." In short, everything had nothing to do with Pei Youyou.

More than that.

Even when they returned to the old house to sit at the table for a meal, she and Xing Zhengyu were not at the main table!

Pei Youyou found the food tasteless and unappetizing.

Luo Huai sat at the main table, glancing at Xing Yanzhao from time to time. Since leaving Binjiang Bay, Xing Yanzhao had barely paid any attention to him. Even when kneeling to offer incense, he kept his eyes straight ahead. But now he was only focused on the food and was eating with great relish.

Grandma Xing glanced at it, and only after the meal did she take Luo Huai's hand and ask, "Did you quarrel with Yan Zhao?"

Luo Huai shook his head: "No."

It wasn't really an argument.

He was just angry and wouldn't talk to her.

Grandma Xing: "What's wrong? I see he cares about you a lot. Your mother-in-law also told me that Yanzhao spends all day hanging around you, and she can't even talk to you."

She even said that her own son treated his own mother like an enemy and guarded against her.

It's not her fault as the mother that she lost it.

Grandma Xing was too lazy to pay attention to her eldest daughter-in-law. She was getting more and more confused as she got older. She wondered where her eldest daughter-in-law's cleverness from when she was young had gone.

It makes me sigh just thinking about it.

"Brother Zhao just happened to have something to ask me." Luo Huai couldn't tell the truth, so he could only use this lame excuse.

Old Mrs. Xing is a smart woman; how could she not know that her eldest daughter-in-law was trying to cause trouble?

He was very satisfied to hear that Luo Huai had neither complained nor spoken ill of her mother-in-law.

The two of them had a tacit understanding.

Xing Yuru, standing to the side, spoke up for her mother: "My older brother is really too fierce. If you upset him, he can kick the iron railings askew."

"Then why did you provoke him?" Old Mrs. Xing narrowed her eyes. "He didn't provoke you, did he?"

Xing Yuru thought about it and realized it was true.

My parents always scolded my older brother, and only then would he retaliate fiercely.

“I…” Her eyes were slightly blank.

After shaking his head, he said, "Big brother can speak properly."

Luo Huai said, "He responds better to gentle persuasion than force, but his way of speaking is something most people can't handle."

Xing Yuru said, "His eyes are fierce, and I get scared when I see them."

"That's his way of protecting himself, and protecting the grandmother who raised him and his younger brother. If he doesn't act tough, how can he grow up? Will he grow up to be timid and submissive?"

"Grandma Kuang is quite fierce too."

“It’s the same principle,” Luo Huai said. “Grandma is still a woman, raising a little grandson all by herself. If she’s not fierce, not only will both grandmother and grandson be bullied, but people will also talk nonsense. She can drown people in spittle.”

"Yes," Grandma Xing said with a sigh, then added, "Your eldest brother is a filial son. He didn't forget about the two of them, grandmother and grandson, even after he came back. But Zheng Yu, it seems like he doesn't have much contact with the Lin couple?"

Luo Huai silently pricked up his ears.

Xing Yuru said, "No, after the paternity test came back, my second brother met Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin once. After that, we didn't meet again. My second brother was busy and didn't have much of a relationship with them. My parents said that it would be enough for them to send them alimony on time every month."

“Your second brother has the ability to pay alimony, so he should pay it,” said Mrs. Xing. “Zhengyu is a good kid.”

"Of course my second brother is great," Xing Yuru said with a smile, a hint of pride in her voice.

Luo Huai often saw this proud look on Pei Youyou's face, but Pei Youyou's pride was much greater than Xing Yurou's; her nostrils could practically reach the sky.

The way they look at others is always condescending.

It usually makes people feel more comfortable.

In truth, Xing Yuru is the real carefree heiress, possessing the pride and temperament of a wealthy heiress, as well as the upbringing of a prestigious family.

He just lacks a bit of his own opinion.

Luo Huai looked at Xing Yuru and smiled back, "Your older brother is good too."

"Hmm..." Xing Yuru thought of what she had heard outside her older brother and sister-in-law's room that day. Her older brother acknowledged her as his younger sister, so she suddenly felt less resistant. "We'll see later."

Grandma Xing smiled and said, "You'll have to look at it carefully yourself. Alright, you can drop me off here. You young people can go and have fun. Luo Huai didn't really explore the old house properly last time he came. Yu Rou can show him around."

"Okay!" Xing Yuru took Luo Huai's arm and wandered around for half an hour before Pei Youyou said she needed to talk to him and called him away.

Having covered most of the area, Luo Huai said she would leave next time, as she planned to go back and wait for Xing Yanzhao, who had been called away by his grandfather.

Before I had taken two steps, a pretty little girl ran over.

She is Tang Zhu's youngest daughter.

"Auntie, my mother is looking for you."

The child held a lollipop in one hand and pulled Luo Huai along with the other as they went to find their mother.

Tang Zhu, who was about to leave the old house, looked around but did not see her daughter. Her husband said that she was probably still playing. As the couple turned around, Luo Huai came over with their daughter.

Her daughter skipped and hopped into her arms.

Tang Zhu looked at Luo Huai with a complicated expression: "Why are you here?"

Luo Huai was taken aback: "Didn't your aunt need to talk to me?"