Wei Xiaofan patted Hou Shihong's shoulder vigorously as if nothing had happened.
Hou Shihong felt a violent pressure on his shoulders and his legs became weak, collapsing to the ground.
Wei Xiaofan frowned as he looked at him. "Mr. Hou, I didn't do anything to you! Don't you dare to sue me to get money from me!"
After saying that, Wei Xiaofan no longer cared about Hou Shihong's life and death, he just walked away.
His words stabbed Hou Shihong to the core. Wei Xiaofan was furious. If it weren't for the law, he would have shot Hou Shihong dead!
He Wuhan was hateful, but Hou Shihong was even more hateful!
It was his own grandson!
If one said that Hou Shihong didn't have one hundred million, then they wouldn't blame him. But Hou Shihong clearly had it, but he didn't want to give it away. He was a very stingy and selfish person!
In the end, it was the fake money that Hou Shihong had prepared that killed the child.
