Wei Wuxian knew that he was the favorite. Jiang Fengmian had always treated him more like a son than he ever had Jiang Cheng. Wuxian knew his brother harbored resentment towards him for that, and he did everything he could to reassure him.

Though, as they sat at their respective tables for dinner, listening to their parents argue as usual, Wei Wuxian could see the look in Jiang Cheng's eyes. That annoyed, lonely look that always seemed to peek out in moments like this. He knew Yanli could see it too, but just like her, he knew there was nothing he could do to fix it.

Madam Yu: "You always seem to forget, you have your own son! I allowed you to bring that child into our home, but I never assumed you'd favor him over your own blood!"

Jiang Fengmian sighed, having heard this from his wife before. He pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, as if in disbelief that this argument is still going on after all the years that Wei Wuxian has lived with them.

Jiang Fengmian: "I don't favor either boy over the other..."

Madam Yu: "Bullshit!"

She slammed her hands down on the table.

Madam Yu: "That's bullshit and you know it! You don't care about A-Cheng, you don't care about A-li, all you care about is that goddamned Wei Ying!"