Song Zhi felt annoyed. He looked at Chen Ming and growled. "Get out of my way."
Chen Ming glanced at him sideways. Even though Chen Ming seemed calm, Song Zhi inexplicably felt threatened and automatically trembled.
Song Zhi had forgotten about this scary man.
He instinctively retreated a step without daring to give chase.
"You have one day to sort out the inheritance belonging to Mrs Huo," said Chen Ming mildly.
Song Zhi was furious and wanted to say it was impossible, but Chen Ming interrupted him.
"If you refuse to do it yourself, I don't mind helping you. Let me warn you that my help does not come free and I seriously doubt that the Song family can afford my services." Chen Ming looked threatening to begin with. No one had the slightest doubt that he meant what he said.
"Why should we? Who do you think you are?" said Song Qi, biting her lip.
