"What's the difference who I sell it to?!" Wan Quan exclaimed, tightly gripping Mu Cidian's hand.
Mu Cidian forcefully pulled his hand away from Wan Quan, "Enough! This is truly our last meal together. Don't seek me out anymore, I won't respond to your calls or messages!"
"Mu Cidian, don't you want money? This woman can offer you more money than Xin Zaozao. Isn't it 200,000 a month? If you perform well, she can offer you 500,000!"
"Am I even your son?" Mu Cidian asked her, his tone biting.
"If you weren't my son, I'd have killed you by now! I'm only looking out for your best interests, I don't want Xin Zaozao to trample all over you."
"So, it's acceptable for any woman other than Xin Zaozao to trample me, is it?"
"Isn't this the path you chose? I respect your choice, so why can't you appreciate my good intentions?"
