The black car stopped in the Zhus' yard.
A business Mercedes, low-key and luxurious, this was Zhu Wentao's car.
Uncle Wen was surprised and immediately went forward to greet him: "Sir, you're finally back."
The word 'finally' carried some spirit.
Zhu Wentao, dressed neatly, got out of the car and said to Uncle Wen, "There are some nutritional supplements I bought for mom in the trunk, please take them out."
Uncle Wen hurriedly went to open the trunk.
Zhu Wentao adjusted his collar, picked up his briefcase, and walked into the Zhus' living room.
"Tell him to take his things and get out! I don't have this son!" Granny Zhu's angry voice came from the bedroom.
Madam Zhou persuaded, "Sir, you'd better avoid her for now. The old madam doesn't want to see you."
Han Suwen hid in the kitchen and took a sneaky peek.
The Zhu family's situation was even more complicated than she thought.
