Song Shixiong's words sent a chill down my spine.
I remembered what Gu Yuanzhou had once told me: my mother's death was related to Song Shixiong, and he had extorted a lot of money from my father.
From a young age, I had always believed that the Song Family was wealthy and that Song Shixiong was capable. My mother and I had been blessed by the grace and favor of Song Shixiong.
So, when Gu Yuanzhou told me these things, I instinctively felt he was lying, deceiving me.
I never expected that this matter would actually be true.
In order to clarify the truth, I stood here without moving, perking up my ears, listening intently.
Wu Lijuan was still crying,
"Has our Song Family ever lacked money?"
"How can you say we haven't lacked money? That year I invested in that gold mine overseas, I ran into an uprising in Africa and nearly lost my life... All you do is cry every day, you have no idea how hard I work to make money!"
