Zou Tianyu, too, is approaching sixty years old and has held the top position in Binhai City for many years. His presence is no less formidable than that of the elderly.
He raised a kind smile: "Big Brother, since Grandpa is seriously ill, I should come and see him. Don't you agree?"
"Now that you've seen him, hurry up and leave." The old man said coldly, he was Wuya's eldest son, Yao Sanhong.
"What visitation? It looks more like you want to take advantage of this situation to split the family assets," a woman in her fifties spoke sharply and coldly, "You'd better have no designs on the Yao Family's property."
Zou Tianyu's brow furrowed slightly as he gazed at the woman. Fashionably dressed and well-maintained, she was Yao Mengchen's maternal aunt, Yao Yuelan.
These people were the ones Zou Tianyu had not interacted with for many years, yet he was quite familiar with them. Aside from these two, there was an older man than Yao Yuelan sitting on the sofa smoking silently.
