Old Master Mo realized that, as the head of the household, if he did not take her in hand or failed to make his stance clear, others might be misled by Jiang Hongying's matter-of-fact attitude.
Old Master Mo said icily, "Who gave you the authority to say he's the Mo family's successor? I'm not dead yet! Jiang Hongying, you don't make the decisions in this family. The successor of the Mo family has not yet been decided. If I ever hear you say such things again, I won't hold back!"
Jiang Hongying's expression changed. "This… Father, if Hao Hao is not the successor, then who is it? Who will you make your successor?"
Old Master Mo narrowed his eyes, and a hint of anger showed on his face. "That's none of your business. Jiang Hongying, you have no right to ask. I haven't disciplined you for several years, and you're getting out of hand. How dare you question me?"
