Xia Mian turned her head and looked at Song Juan in surprise.
"If you don't live together, how can you know what kind of person the other is? It's better than finding out after marriage that you're not compatible." Song Juan sighed softly.
In this life, she had chosen the wrong person. Xia Mian's biological father deceived her body and mind and then vanished without a trace.
The one who picked up the pieces later, Xia Jianguo, was only interested in the Song Family's wealth, coming to bleed them dry.
"Mom, even if I marry Lu Zechuan, I'll still be your daughter! You can live with us if you want, as long as you're happy, you can do whatever you like!" Xia Mian noticed the emotional gap in Song Juan and smiled to comfort her.
The identity of a daughter doesn't disappear just because she gets married.
Song Juan forced a smile, "Silly child, when you have your own little family, you'll understand. Having both families involved only brings trouble to the couple."
