"You have to go!"
Then a voice came from outside the door. Before Lin Yourong could turn around, she heard the butler say, "Young Master is back."
Zhou Qing walked in and slowly walked up to Zhou Maoyi. He looked at Lin Yourong, whose face was red and swollen. "Mom, you have to go to the Zhou Corporation's press conference tomorrow."
Lin Yourong looked at her son's attitude. "You know too?"
Zhou Qing's voice was calm. "I did, but I found out too late."
Without the anger she had expected, Lin Yourong felt a little relieved. "That woman shouldn't have entered our Zhou family in the first place. Ah Qing, fortunately, you weren't soft-hearted back then."
Zhou Qing said word by word, "I regret not being soft-hearted back then."
Lin Yourong said angrily, "How is that Gao Sisi worthy of you!"
Zhou Qing calmly asked, "Then how were you worthy of Dad back then?"
Lin Yourong was instantly speechless. Zhou Maoyi snorted coldly.
