She hung up the call and carefully examined the contract document on her phone.
Finally, on the last page, she saw a line of deliberately blurred text, which she couldn't have read if she hadn't zoomed in countless times.
Humph, this wasn't appropriation; it was theft.
The account she had worked so hard on for years had just been snatched away by Su Niannian.
Su Miaomiao bit her lip, unable to swallow the indignation.
Before she could approach, Su Niannian saw her first and waved at her.
"Hello everyone, look, that's my older sister, isn't she pretty?"
"Indeed! Sister, you see how I've managed to run the Louwai Building left by our grandfather with such color and noise, you wanted to try your hand at the restaurant business too."
"As the younger sister, of course, I have to give way to her, after all, I have real skills and am not afraid of being outshined."
The One Meal a Day account had been operated for several years and already had a following of loyal fans.
