"Now that we've moved into the new house, why don't we have a banquet to celebrate?"
"A banquet?"
Xia Liang was rather indifferent to the idea. He wasn't short on money, but it seemed Luu Juan wanted to use the new villa as an opportunity to finally hold her head high, especially considering how his two maternal uncles always looked down on their family during holiday gatherings.
After all, Xia Liang's grandfather had three sons and one daughter. The eldest son owned a pig farm and earned a decent income each year. The second son might not have had money himself, but his wife's family did, and he was the general manager of a company. It was only Xia Weiguo and his sister, Xia Ying, who had it tougher. Xia Weiguo was the youngest, and though they were blood brothers, the two older ones had little respect for their youngest brother and sister.
