Years of planning and revealing one's cards, overturned overnight.
Xu Guangyao was grateful he didn't have a heart condition, otherwise, he truly might have died of rage.
But Old Chen didn't hear his prayers.
After much hustle, he entered the private room holding the freshly printed contract.
"Young Master."
He distributed two copies of the contract, "Mr. Xu, please sign it if everything looks fine to you."
Xu Guangyao was suspicious.
He flipped through the contract multiple times, even sending photos to his lawyer during the process. Only after finding no traps did he slowly sign his name.
But Huo Xingzhou hesitated to sign, instead gazing at him.
Xu Guangyao, infuriated, a surge of anger rose in his chest, "Do you have any other conditions?"
"The agreement from ten years ago."
Huo Xingzhou stated indifferently.
"Take it!" Xu Guangyao, devoid of any grace, threw the agreement over.
