The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 347 Tears Falling Like Rain 1_1

She remained patient. "This is my own household registration! It has no connection to any of you. It doesn’t infringe on anyone’s interests either."

"How is it not infringing on our interests?"

"This is my household registration, subsidized by the state under my name. If my registration isn’t with the family, you all can’t get this money either. What does it have to do with any of you?"

Her brother and sister-in-law just gave a cold laugh.

Father Xu also set down his chopsticks. "Xiaoya, this is where you’re wrong. The house belongs to your brother. The family assets are all for the descendants of the Xu Family. What does this have to do with you? We haven’t asked you for money, which is already generous of us. Now you’re coming back asking for compensation? Isn’t that going overboard? So what if it’s your household registration? Let me tell you plainly, you won’t get a single penny of this money. I’ve made the decision. This money is to be kept as tuition for your two nephews."

Xu Xiaoya had long known that familial bonds were thin. She had witnessed numerous conflicts over demolition compensation that turned fathers against sons, husbands against wives, and brothers against each other. But she had never expected her own boundaries to be violated so repeatedly.

She forced down the raging anger in her heart. "Dad, this is my registration. I’m an adult now; you can’t make decisions for me."

"That’s odd. A daughter married off is like water thrown out. Why are you back here fighting for this money? To benefit outsiders? Even if you have children in the future, they won’t be members of the Xu Family. Why would you want to benefit them? This money must be kept for our own Xu Family members."

If this had happened in the past, Xu Xiaoya would have gritted her teeth and endured it. But this time, she simply couldn’t take it anymore.

I’m not even married yet, still drifting alone in the world. Even if I were married, this household registration would still be mine, and mine alone. Yet these people, my closest relatives, my so-called blood ties, are ready to kick me out. And their reason? So very valid: the money belongs to the Xu Family! Or more accurately, to the men of the Xu Family. Daughters? We don’t even count as human. And look at them, living, eating, and laughing in this bright, spacious three or four-story house...

She looked around at this self-built house. The one that cost hundreds of thousands. My money—earned through the blood, sweat, and tears of more than a decade of my youth. I brought home no less than a million yuan, but in the end, when I had nowhere left to turn and attempted suicide, they wouldn’t even pay my medical bills. To this day, apart from constantly exploiting me, what shred of family affection is left? I even rushed home at noon today, brought so many gifts, and yet, not one of them invited me to eat—not even a perfunctory word of politeness was offered.

A bone-deep chill settled in her heart, and the last vestige of her subservience vanished.

It was just as Yan Xixi had said, "Just because he’s your brother, do all the women in your family have to slave away for him, letting him bleed you dry?"

She was surprisingly calm. "Dad, please give me my household registration book."

The sister-in-law slammed her chopsticks on the table. "Ha, some people are truly shameless."

Xiaoya ignored her and, looking at her father, said, "Please give me my household registration book."

Her brother was also enraged. "Xu Xiaoya, don’t push it too far!"

She still maintained her composure. "I’m only taking my household registration book. I won’t take anything else from this house, not even a single needle."

Father Xu erupted in anger, abruptly standing up. "Out! Get out of here right now! You ungrateful creature! Nothing but a drain on this family, a traitor siding with outsiders! I don’t have a daughter like you! Get out immediately!"