Hu Qinglian's preference for sons over daughters was ingrained in her bones. Upon hearing this, she immediately became anxious and said with displeasure, "Chuxia, how can you speak like that? What do you mean by 'idle'? Hao hasn't found the right direction yet, has he?"
"You, as his sister, don't help him, and now you're even humiliating him. Is this how you should be a sister?"
"What's wrong with changing cars? Hao is a man, and he should care more about his face when he's outside."
Yang Sitian spoke in a mocking tone, "Isn't it said that having a sister means the brother will be well taken care of and happy? I don't see that at all."
"Fine, since Hao wants to change cars, you, as his sister, should just give in to him."
"After all, it's all the family's property. What difference does it make what car you drive?"
Chen Tangzheng spoke with a stern face, leaving no room for doubt.