"Boss Fu, it is best you keep those words to yourself. If my mom knew she raised an ingrate like you back then—one that forgets about family after having a mistress—how could she have taken out all her savings to let you build this company. Boss Fu, you really are old, so old to the point of forgetting the kindness you received in the past completely. But never mind, you'll know soon that I'll not only drive out the mistress you keep from the company, but also help my mom to snatch the company back. Or else, I'll not be living up to the title 'vile spawn' you call me." Fu Jiu remained placid and indifferent.
"You, you, you!" Fu Zhongyi reached out to his chest and only felt his blood rushing to his head.
Fu Jiu wasn't worried about the scumbag as she put her fingers over the shoulder of He Honghua, "Come on, Mom, let's continue the game we were playing…"
