"I don’t recall there being a branch family." Zhang Yang commented coldly.
"I don’t see the reason that why she would tell you about it! After all, our family is the main branch!" Ma Zhi Hua denoted his statement with a stoic stance. "When I say "she", I meant my cousin sister. Sun Xin Yu."
Did he just claim to be Sun Xin Yu’s elder cousin?
Zhang Yang examined his behavior and believed his words. Such a statement could either be true, or he had the balls to proclaim something as absurd as him being the ruler of China. However, even if he were to marry Sun Xin Yu, there was some sort of feeling that he was unable to shake off. Now that this self-righteous bastard was there talking bullc*ck, Zhang Yang felt that he was no one being married into a royal family. Everyone will be looking and judging him.