"Don't be angry." Qiao Xiaomai continued to smile.
A puzzled look crossed over Tong Sanlang's handsome face. What's going on here?
Qiao Xiaomai didn't leave him guessing, she went straight to the point. "Actually, I've always had this sneaky idea in my heart."
"What idea?" Tong Sanlang immediately asked.
"I wish they would make a fuss, a big fuss, so I would have a reason to propose a split in the household." Qiao Xiaomai said this, slowly withdrawing her smile, bowing her head to fiddle with her fingers. "I know this idea isn't right. They are your family and relatives. I should be like you, treating them as family."
At this point, even Qiao Xiaomai's voice lowed. "But I can't do it. As a person, I'm actually quite indifferent to family affection. After coming here, there was a time when I came to town to sell a recipe for mung bean jelly. On our way back home, my dad was waiting for me at the entrance of the village with Dami."