Jing Yun had said nothing for a while, but finally spoke with utmost sincerity then, "Chairman. Minglan and I love each other, and I know my place embarrasses you, and what we've done hurt you."
"Even so, Minglan is independent and has her own dignity. You can restrain her once, but not for life. As for me…"
"I have nothing against you despising me for having nothing to my name. But I'm not going to stay poor for the rest of my life—I will do anything for Minglan, even build a new empire for her."
"You?" The old man couldn't help sneering. "Aren't you talking big with your nonexistent roots?"
"I may not have any roots, but you and the seniors of Huang Yao had built the company out of nothing too, Chairman. And you know what I can do after so many years, I really can…"
