Wen Jin remained calm, speaking in a detached tone, "Does Grandpa think I can lose my wife and child, your granddaughter-in-law, and your grandson?"
Wen Zhanming was left speechless. Instantly, he felt his blood pressure rising. Wen Jin nodded casually and turned to leave the Wen family mansion.
Seeing Wen Jin's determination to leave, Wen Zhanming couldn't contain his anger. "Is the Wen Corporation so lacking in people that the president has to fly around every single day?"
Wen Jin's response remained composed, "Then, Grandpa, why don't you go yourself?"
Wen Zhanming, unable to utter a word in anger, suddenly threw the cup in his hand at Wen Jin, who skillfully dodged the projectile. The cup crashed onto the floor and shattered.
Wen Jin glanced down. "Grandpa, this is a 16th-century teacup. There's only one pair in the world. Now that you've broken it, it's gone."
"Get out!" Wen Zhanming roared angrily at Wen Jin.
