Before he could finish, Fu Yanhe cast a half-smile, half-sneer at him, and dropped the spoon in his hand into the soup bowl with a "clang." He said, "You're not worthy."
Fu Xiao's words came to an abrupt halt, and his complexion turned ashen.
Shen Yanhe sat beside Fu Yanhe, eating melon with great interest.
After finishing her meal, Xia Ran didn't leave either. She quietly watched the drama unfold, and her gaze shifted slightly when it fell on Fu Xiao.
Madam Fu's face darkened, a few sparks of anger surfaced, and she slammed the table to question, "Fu Yanhe, what do you mean by that? Your uncle is not worthy of working at the Fu Corporation?"
She pointed at Fu Yanhe, "And you are? Have you forgotten that the chairman of the corporation is still your father? The head of the household is also your father! You have no right to say your uncle is not worthy!"
