"You still know that you're an elder?" Xia Xing went all out and shouted angrily at Xia Wangshi. "Do you act like an elder? You came to my mother's room to steal her things!"
As soon as Xia Xing finished speaking, she was slapped by Xia Zhenxiang, who was standing closest to her. "How can you speak to your grandmother like that?" As the eldest son of the Xia family and the manager of the fruit garden, Xia Zhenxiang's words held a lot of weight in the Xia family. When Old Master Xia was not at home, he could exercise his right to be the head of the family.
After Xia Zhenxiang finished speaking, she glanced at Xia Zhenyuan. "Second Brother, look at the daughter your family raised!"
Xia Zhenyuan saw that Xia Xing had been slapped and her face was swollen. His heart ached, but he did not dare to say anything. Faced with Xia Zhenxiang's question, his face flushed red and he lowered his head.