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Chapter 165 She's so good at advising everyone to leave.

"Am I being unreasonable?" Jian Yunsang looked at the others.

Jian Zhengqing and his wife naturally didn't say anything, while Jian Zhengchao and his wife showed dissatisfaction on their faces. Grandma Jian, however, had a conflicted expression and kept glancing at He Nanzhou.

Jian Yunsang continued with a laugh, "Everyone here is a member of the Jian family, and most of them are elders. You tried to flatter and fawn over the Jian family's son-in-law in front of the elders, and you didn't get any benefit from it. Your utterly shameless behavior has completely disgraced the Jian family, making people look down on our daughters and disrespect the elders. So, as a member of the Jian family, who else should I hit if not you? I'd be lucky if I didn't beat you to death, to stop you from tarnishing the Jian family's reputation and making a disgrace out of us."

"You, you!!" Jian Hongyang was speechless after being rebuked by her.

He couldn't help but look at his parents, only to see that Uncle Jian and his wife, who had always stood by his side, had their heads bowed, and the dissatisfaction they had shown just moments before was gone.

They also have their pride; they already felt uncomfortable with their son's behavior just now.

But they've become so used to it that they can't really say anything to them.

Now that Jian Yunsang has so bluntly exposed the truth, if Uncle Jian and his wife really speak up for Jian Hongyang without considering their own positions, then as the head of the Jian family, he really won't need to leave the house anymore.

Especially since He Nanzhou and Fang Yingyao were sitting in this private room.

Even Grandma Jian, who usually sides with her eldest grandson no matter what, turned her gaze away this time.

Other things were fine, but Jian Yunsang brought up the entire Jian family, because the old lady was afraid that she would be too ashamed to face her husband in the afterlife.

Jian Yunsang hadn't finished speaking, "I always thought you were just a bully who preyed on the weak, but that you could still distinguish right from wrong. Now I realize I overestimated you. You're really stupid and wicked, always doing thankless tasks. You're probably not quite right in the head..."

Everyone else remained silent. Fang Yingyao's face was ashen. Although Jian Yunsang hadn't mentioned his name, she was implying that she was referring to him.

He's not stupid; he can't tell that.

Fang Yingyao, concerned about his reputation, tugged at Jian Panpan's sleeve and whispered, "Hurry up and say a few words."

Jian Panpan remained silent.

Fang Yingyao made a bit more noise, "Say something, stop letting your sister be so aggressive."

“Aggressive?” Jian Panpan suddenly stood up and raised her voice sharply, “So you do know what aggressive means. Aren’t you and your family the ones who embody those four words to the fullest?”

Her sudden outburst silenced the room, and everyone stared in astonishment at Jian Panpan, who was usually as docile as a lamb.

Jian Yunsang, however, fell silent and watched with her arms crossed. Jian Hongyang also inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful for the first time that his sister had 'saved' him.

Fang Yingyao was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening and reached out to pull her away. "What are you doing? Let's sit down and talk this out. Why are you suddenly acting crazy?"

“I’m going crazy, isn’t it all because of you guys? You keep saying I’m enjoying life at home, but what am I enjoying? Your parents demand that I get up at five every morning to make them breakfast, and it can’t be less than five different things, and they have to make different dishes every day. They insist on hand-washing clothes, saying that washing machines don’t get them clean enough. They want the floor mopped three or four times, and as soon as I finish mopping, they come in wearing shoes, saying they’re used to it from the countryside. I ask you for some money for groceries every day, and I have to keep track of your expenses, afraid that I might spend a penny more than necessary. If I buy a new dress that costs a hundred yuan a year, they say I don’t know how to manage money. I can’t even look at your salary…”

Jian Yunsang's brows furrowed more and more as she listened, and the others looked at Fang Yingyao with increasingly strange expressions.

Unable to bear the gaze, Fang Yingyao glared at her sharply, "Have you said enough?" "No, are you blind to the life I've led all these years? You say I don't have children, is it me who doesn't want them? It's you who has low sperm count..."

With a "slap," Fang Yingyao raised his hand and slapped Jian Panpan across the face. "You think I'm being too nice to you? You... ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a force coming from behind him and was kicked to the ground, rolling half a circle.

Jian Yunsang withdrew her foot, her face ashen. "You dare to lay a hand on us in front of so many of our family members? Would you dare to kill someone if we weren't here?"

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Jian Panpan, "Is this the first time he's hit you, or has he hit you before?"

Jian Panpan pursed her lips and said softly, "This is the second time today. He hit me once before at home. He begged me to forgive him, saying he would change and it wouldn't happen again. So I... I didn't mention it."

Qin Xiaoying was furious. "You're such an idiot! How could you not tell us? Domestic violence is either zero times or countless times. You should have told us the first time he hit you."

Jian Panpan smiled bitterly. What good would it do to tell her? Would her parents and brother attack the Jian family for her sake? Would they make her divorce and move back home?

Jian Zhengqing stepped forward, glanced at his elder brother and nephew, and seeing that they didn't move, grabbed Fang Yingyao by the collar and punched him.

"Do they really think our Jian family's daughter has no one to stand up for her and make decisions for us?"

Uncle Jian wanted to say something, but in the end he kept quiet and let Jian Zhengqing do it.

Aunt Jian hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "That's enough. If it's really damaged, it'll be hard for the in-laws to say, and Panpan's life in the Fang family will be even more difficult in the future."

Although Jian Panpan already knew that her parents did not love her, she was still heartbroken to hear these words.

She gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and looked at Fang Yingyao. "If things aren't going well, then I'm not going to stay here. I want a divorce."

The moment the word "divorce" was uttered, the expressions on the faces of everyone present were priceless.

Before Jian's eldest uncle and aunt could stop her, Jian Yunsang smiled and said, "I support you."

Aunt Jian slapped her thigh. "You support them? What are you supporting? This is a matter between the two of them. Yun Sang, you shouldn't get involved. Panpan will take your words seriously."

Many people in the Daqi Dynasty also strongly agreed with what Aunt Jian said.

They had been frowning and looking quite speechless.

"Is it really that serious? Just one slap and you're going to get a divorce? Every family goes through this, bickering and fighting is normal. If everyone acted like this, how could we all live our lives?"

“Miss Jian is fine in every other way, but she’s too nosy. As someone’s cousin, she has to meddle in other people’s family affairs. She’s breaking up their family, that’s going too far.”

"Yes, people usually advise reconciliation rather than separation, but she's the opposite; she advises everyone to divorce."