h4Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Dividing the Family/h4

    Yang Xiong sat over there, looking at his son, feeling a wave of disappointment in his heart. This son! He has no ideas of his own at all; listens to whoever speaks and leans towards whoever he listens to. He has no sense of right and wrong, doesn’t know how to fight for things, and doesn’t understand how to bnce family rtionships.

    No wonder after so many years in the military, he only reached such a position.

    The Yang Family is destined to be just like this, I suppose.

    A wave of bleakness swept over his heart—it’s all his own fault. He rarely paid attention to the family, giving his granddaughter whatever she wanted, resulting in what she has be.

    He said coldly, "Everyone sit down and eat properly. From now on, whoever makes a fuss, just get out. This is my house. Who dares to act high and mighty here besides me? Really have the nerve! I’ve been too polite to you all, spoiling you so much that you don’t know your own limits!"

    After saying this, he looked coldly at Yang Yun, thinking that if she weren’t a girl, he would have kicked her out long ago.

    Yang Yun felt her face burning, knowing she was being tantly scolded. She bit her lip and kept her head down.

    Yang Dongfeng couldn’t help but say, "Dad, Yun’er is still young..."

    "Young? She’s over twenty, about to get married and be a mother, and does this kind of thing, embarrassing! Even ignorant kids won’t drive away their own sisters! Her studies are worth nothing, and she boasts like she’s twice as good as she is. Besides shopping, spending money, and showing off, what else can she do? Who do you think would want to marry such a woman? Yang Yun, when will you ever grow up? Can you let your grandpa worry a little less?"

    Yang Yu started crying aggrievedly, "Grandpa, I didn’t do anything! Why are you saying this to me?"

    "Dad, Yun’er is your granddaughter, you’re being too harsh." Yang Dongfeng retorted softly.

    "Fine, you think I’m wrong? Fine, from now on, I won’t care about you, do as you please." Yang Xiong suppressed his anger, waved his hand, looking utterly exhausted.

    "Grandpa..." Yang Zhen said, "It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have quarreled with Yun’er."

    "You’re not wrong. You are my granddaughter; in my eyes, you and Yang Yun are the same. Here, I will prepare a room for you, and you will stay here. Let’s see who dares to say a word?"

    "No need, Grandpa."

    "What? My word doesn’t count?" Yang Xiong said coldly, "You just stay here!"

    Yang Zhen bit her lip and said nothing.

    Yang Yun was anxious to say something but thought of the previous events and refrained from speech.

    "Eat!" Yang Xiong picked up his chopsticks again, and the others, not daring to say more, began to eat.

    Yang Zhen felt very ufortable, counting rice grains with her head down, while Yang Yun harbored resentment, her nails digging into her flesh. Damn you, Yang Zhen, you actually tricked our grandpa into talking to you? I’ll let you go for now, but tomorrow I’ll settle this with you!

    Yang Dongfeng felt bouts of tension; he knew his father’s temper well. He doesn’t get angry easily, but when he does, it’s not an easy matter to resolve.

    Just then, Sun Chan and Zhao Jieyun came over together, with Zhao Jieyun bringing a freshly cooked dish of shrimp. Seeing the unusual peace and seeing the injury on Yang Dongfeng’s face, she immediately deduced he had been beaten but could only pretend not to know.

    Yang Xiong smiled, "It smells great; it’s my wife’s skill."

    Zhao Jieyun smiled calmly, "Here, freshly cooked, everyone try it."

    Yang Yun snorted and said nothing.

    Sun Chan sat down to eat. Yang Xiong personally picked dishes for her, "Eat more, you’re too thin."

    "Thank you, Grandpa, I’m okay." Sun Chan knew the atmosphere was not right but didn’t say anything. She always felt like an outsider here and didn’t want to speak.

    A te of shrimp, Zhao Jieyun personally served to the three girls.

    Seeing the shrimp, Yang Yun was filled with anger and pushed it aside, refusing to eat.

    Zhao Jieyun frowned but said nothing in the end.

    The meal was difficult, but thankfully it finally ended peacefully, and Yang Zhen hurriedly got up to clear the dishes.

    Yang Xiong said, "Don’t clear just yet; I have something to say to you all."

    Everyone looked over.

    Yang Xiong pondered for a moment and said, "I’ve decided, we’re splitting the family."

    At these words, everyone widened their eyes, practically unable to believe it.

    Normally, young people want to move out when they get married, but who thinks of splitting up after half a lifetime? If this gets out, people will say the sons and daughters-inw are not filial.

    Especially Yang Yun, her vision went ck, nearly fainting. If they separate, will she still be able to live in a big house like this and use her grandpa’s car? She knew well what her dad was like in the military—not up to par and just waiting for retirement, with no good prospects.

    Now her mom has another daughter, who is very pampered, and the clothes and pocket money in the future will no longer be hers alone. With Sun Chan being so cunning, will she still have any ce to stand in the future?

    "Dad, why would you think of splitting the family? Is it something we did wrong? Please just make demands, and we will certainly correct them. If Yun’er did something wrong, I will teach her well, she’s too inexperienced." Zhao Jieyun red at Yang Yun, thinking she must have said something earlier to upset the old man!

    Seeing her mother like this made Yang Yun angry too. Why does everything have to be med on me? You weren’t like this before, now with Sun Chan, you naturally find me redundant!

    Yang Xiong sighed, "I’m not ming anyone. The idea of splitting the family is something I should have thought of sooner."

    "No way. Dad, I was wrong. I’ll listen to whatever you say from now on; we can’t split the family!" Yang Dongfeng was really anxious. Though his nature was weak, he was still considered a good, filial son. Of course, there might have been a trace of selfishness in his heart.

    Splitting the family isn’t just about living separately; it’s aplete separation—financially, work-wise, father might not be involved anymore. If separated from the father, life in the military would be more difficult.

    The whole family was urging, and Yang Yun also pleaded; "I’ll be sensible, Grandpa, don’t separate us. Otherwise, when people outside find out, they’ll surely speak poorly of us!"

    "Alright, then we won’t split the family." The old man, not waiting for them to breathe a sigh of relief, said, "In recent years, I haven’t done well enough, causing Yang Zhen and her parents too much grievance. I want to make amends. I’ve decided to live with them for a period. Let’s say five years. I want to live with them for five years."

    Yang Zhen immediately widened her eyes, her jaw almost dropping, "Grandpa!"

    Yang Xiong said, "Back then, I thought Yang Yun’s dad had a decent head and good physical fitness, so I let him follow in my footsteps and join the military, which has been unfair to your dad all these years. I feel really guilty. Let your parents know. Prepare to move."

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