Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Murong Zeâs face turned ashen gray.
Nian Junting frowned. âIâm not joking. I mean what I say; from now on, I donât want you pestering me with this matter. Even if you play dirty tricks behind my back, youâre my grandparents, and I understand the virtue of filial piety, so I have no choice. No matter how burdensome, useless, and nasty you are, you are family, but I can choose to distance myself from you.â
âJunting, we may be in the wrong, but weâre still family.â Murong Cheng was deeply troubled. âDonât say these things. The Zhong Zhou Group will be yours one day.â
Nian Junting said plainly, âWith such a huge company, Iâm sure your nephews and nieces will be fighting for a piece of the pie. Otherwise, since you listen to Grandma so much, you can give it to her niece, Kang Ying, or Ye Chuen. I donât care. Just stop pestering me.â
âYou... how dare you say these things.â Murong Ze trembled in anger.
Yu Wen was flustered. âKang Ying isnât even my own daughter. The only daughter I have is your mother.â
âSister Lan, see the guests out.â Nian Junting hoisted Luo Sang to her feet and brought her towards the stairs. After taking a few steps up the stairs, he stopped and looked down at them. âDonât blame me for being too harsh. Itâs the two of you who are too noble. I really fear being a burden to you. In the future, please stop stirring trouble behind my back, playing dirty tricks, and not keeping your word. Iâm ashamed of you for bullying a girl like this. Also, rest assured, since you donât like Luo Sang so much, Iâll spare you the displeasure and not invite you to our wedding.â He turned to leave with Luo Sang.
âCheng Cheng, what should we do? Could he just be threatening us?â Yu Wen was flustered.
âMom, didnât I tell you to keep your thoughts to yourself?â Murong Cheng was infuriated. âThere are so many things going on at work, couldnât the two of you have saved me any trouble? Alright, itâs useless to talk about these things. I donât think Junting is joking. Maybe itâs time to look for another successor.â
Murong Ze was also enraged. âAm I to leave this company into which I poured my lifeâs blood, sweat, and tears to your cousin?â
âDad, the two of you are already so old, can you just let things be? Just tour the world, go shopping, play around. Since you made a promise the last time, you should have fulfilled it. Now youâve broken your promise. Donât you know your grandsonâs temper by now? I canât even grab a hold of him, not to mention the two of you,â Murong Cheng ranted before walking off in frustration. âLetâs go, letâs go. Iâll take you home.â
âItâs all your fault,â Murong Ze chided Yu Wen. âItâs your fault for being influenced by your niece. Two billion dollars are gone just like that. Are they compensating us? Can they compensate us? Donât ever let me catch them in our household.â Murong Ze went outside immediately.
Seeing that her daughter, husband, and grandson were now seething with resentment towards her, Yu Wen wanted to break down.
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On the balcony on the second floor, Luo Sang watched as their car drove off. She could not help but say to Junting, âTheyâre your grandparents, after all. Werenât you a little... harsh? Furthermore, theyâre already so old, shouldnât you treasure your time with them?â
Nian Junting snorted. âI think I demonstrated plenty of restraint. Itâs exactly because theyâre my family and theyâre old that I canât hit or scold them. This time, if they donât patch things up with you, Iâll never speak to them again.â