Regardless of the chaos, the Xiao Family members were in a somber mood. Xiao Zhiyuan's face had contorted into a grimace and he no longer looked as calm and refined as he used to. Staring at the news reports on the newspapers with his eyes wide open, it was as if he could bear a hole in the papers with his intense gaze. His hands trembled uncontrollably and he abruptly scrunched the newspapers into a ball before throwing it at the wall.
He could not help but feel exasperated at the thought of the failure of his plans to acquire the Ai Shang Group even after investing a large sum of money. Filled with frustration, he tugged his tie forcefully and messed it up.
"Zhiyuan, here's some ginseng chicken broth that I spent the entire afternoon brewing. Give it a try and tell me how it tastes," said Madam Xiao, whose maiden name was Lin Yuechan. She sat down beside him with a bowl of yellow-colored ginseng chicken broth.
