Filled with rage, Song Zirong faced the threats and coercion of the crowd, his face flushing red with anger.
What had he schemed and exerted himself for?
Wasn't it just to naturally take control of the Song Family and the Song Corporation?
Now that these old fogeys wanted to sideline him, to strip away his identity as the heir, how could Song Zirong accept this willingly?
In that moment, Song Zirong's angry gaze swept over the crowd, then settled on Song Haifeng.
"What can a useless wretch like him do?"
"Don't think just because your daughter is with Young Master Chen, you believe you've climbed into the ranks of the Chen Family of East Sea, gained a foothold in the East Sea Chamber of Commerce. Perhaps in Young Master Chen's eyes, your daughter is nothing more than a piece of clothing, easily discarded once tired of it!"
