Chapter 415 You can be surnamed Fu, you can be surnamed Qiao, but you will never be surnamed Xiang.

Madam Xiang did indeed harbor some resentment.

She dared to bring it up so subtly because she felt that among the guests in the private room, she and Grandpa Xiang were the oldest, while the others were all juniors. Even if they were dissatisfied, they wouldn't confront her directly, and she could finally vent her anger.

Little did she know that Yan Liti on the other side was not only not her junior, but also would not indulge her.

Yan Liti was drinking tea, the teacup almost to her lips, when she suddenly heard Old Madam Xiang's words, and the smile on her face froze.

The next second, she slammed the teacup back onto the table in front of her.

The teacup, made of white porcelain, couldn't withstand her force and broke in two when it hit the table, spilling the unfinished tea and tea leaves and making a mess of the table.

In fact, if Qiao Qiao hadn't been too close to Madam Xiang and was afraid of being accidentally hurt, Yan Liti would have thrown the teacup in her hand directly in front of Madam Xiang.

Yan Liti's face turned cold.

Without any beating around the bush, she directly questioned Madam Xiang: "Elder sister, are you referring to us as outsiders in your words?"

Madam Xiang never expected that Yan Liti would lash out so mercilessly.

Her expression froze.

But he quickly realized something was wrong, as if he had heard a very impolite address, and frowned as he asked her, "You called me 'big sister'?"

After entering the private room, the two sides exchanged brief introductions. However, Madam Xiang was preoccupied with Fu Yu and how to persuade Fu Yu to withdraw his lawsuit against Xiang Jiajia, and she didn't notice Yan Liti's self-introduction at all.

Now, when she heard her call her "elder sister," she realized something was wrong.

"Mom." Xiang Xianglan tugged at Old Madam Xiang's arm, anxious to explain, but before she could even open her mouth, Old Madam Xiang shoved her away.

Old Madam Xiang glared at her and scolded, "Don't touch me! I don't have a daughter like you who betrays her family and is heartless!"

Xiang Xianglan's face immediately showed a hurt expression, her expression completely defeated. Her lips trembled several times, but she couldn't say anything more.

Yan Liti saw this and scoffed.

She retorted, "Otherwise what? What should I call her? No wonder you raised such a terrible daughter, no better than a pig or a dog. So that's the root of the problem!"

"You, you!!!" Old Madam Xiang was so angry that she trembled all over. She pointed at Yan Liti with a terrible expression, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"What do you mean, 'you'? I feel disgusted just looking at your whole family! You're such bad luck!"

After saying this, Yan Liti didn't give the rest of the Xiang family time to react. She glanced at Qiao Changdong, who had picked up Qiao Qiao, and Shen Qingyan, Tang Feng, and the others who had stood up, and then walked out of the private room.

Fu Yu also stood up on her own and followed at the very back.

"Xiao Yu! Where are you going!" Old Madam Xiang subconsciously reached out and grabbed Fu Yu, who was about to leave.

Madam Xiang was furious, but seeing Yan Liti and the others about to leave, she was secretly pleased.

She wished these people would stay away and stop interfering in their family affairs.

This would give her more time and opportunity to persuade Fu Yu to drop the lawsuit against Xiang Jiajia without interference from outsiders.

But to her utter surprise, Fu Yu actually got up and followed them, wanting to go with them!

Fu Yu, who was being pulled back, did not immediately shake off Madam Xiang's hand, but stopped in her tracks at her shout.

Just as hope was rising in Madam Xiang's heart, Fu Yu turned around and said, "I can be surnamed Fu, or I can be surnamed Qiao, but I will never be surnamed Xiang."

"What...what does he mean by that?"

After Fu Yu left with Qiao Changdong and the others, looking at the empty private room, Old Madam Xiang took several minutes to recover before asking the other members of the Xiang family in the room.

Grandpa Xiang didn't answer, he just sighed helplessly.

He knew.

There is no turning back on the matter concerning the eldest daughter.

Xiang Pengcheng frowned somewhat unhappily. He felt that with his years of experience in the business world, he could tell that the person named Shen Qingyan was definitely not an ordinary person.

I never expected that I would offend my own mother before I even had a chance to get to know the other person properly.

Sure enough, after Xiang Pengcheng returned home, he called his friend in Kyoto to inquire and learned about Shen Qingyan's true identity. This only fueled his resentment towards his mother.

Meanwhile, on this side...

After Fu Yu followed Qiao Qiao and the others out of the restaurant, the group strolled around half a street before finding a restaurant to eat at.

During the meal, Fu Yu looked at Yan Liti several times, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

Yan Liti sensed this and looked up to ask him, "Is Xiaoyu blaming Grandma Yan?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Qiao immediately gripped the small spoon she was putting into her mouth and looked towards Fu Yu.

Fu Yu quickly shook his head.

He hurriedly explained, "Grandma Yan, I didn't, I, I just... I'm sorry."

Fu Yu felt some regret.

He wasn't ungrateful; he just regretted giving Old Madam Xiang the opportunity to harm the Qiao family and Yan Liti.

Clearly, he knew in his heart what kind of people his maternal grandparents and uncle were.

How could we be fooled by that fleeting illusion of warmth?

"You silly child, what's it to you?" Yan Liti reached out and chuckled as she ruffled Fu Yu's hair.

"However, your grandmother is right about one thing, Xiaoyu. We will not interfere with your decision, but you need to think carefully about what to do next."

"Don't do things you'll regret, and don't leave yourself with any regrets."

They are not Fu Yu, so they cannot empathize with his feelings or help him make any decisions.

After all, there is no such thing as true empathy in this world.

“Okay, thank you, Grandma Yan.” Fu Yu nodded.

"Good boy, hurry up and eat. After you finish eating, we'll take your sister to check out the shopping street over here."

Haishi is truly bustling, with a commercial street that stretches for an entire length.

The goods inside are dazzling, including both domestic and imported products.

Yan Liti was eager to take her beloved granddaughter on another shopping spree.

Her way of expressing affection and love was so straightforward: she would keep buying Qiao Qiao things and giving her everything she thought was good.

With five human laborers by her side, Yan Liti and Qiao Qiao bought things without any hesitation. They would pay for whatever they liked and then hand it over to the tall men behind them to carry.

When the group returned to the hotel with their bags, they were surprised to find Xiang Xianglan in the lobby downstairs, her cheek swollen and bearing a handprint.