"Xiaozhang, please help clean up the dishes and cutlery."
"Yes, ma'am."
Si Zhilan quietly left, having long known that her parents' way of interacting was a bit odd. This feeling of strangeness existed even when she was a child, but by now she basically felt numb to it.
The word 'father' was just a label.
They could calmly call him Dad, but the desire for closeness was long gone.
Lady Si stood up and went straight upstairs, ignoring Si Shen, leaving him alone in the vast dining room, unsure of how to feel.
He felt less and less in control of this family.
He didn't understand Qiao Xiaren very well, but it was hard to imagine she could manage such a large Si Family. After all, the Si Family didn't just consist of him; there was also the entire Si Family's inner chambers.
Those people had always been wary of him. If Qiao Xiaren lacked the determination, marrying into the family would only bring her suffering. He should consider how to use this to scare off Qiao Xiaren.
