The Mafia King is ready to give up his throne

The Old Madam stared at Wei in horror. "Leave this house?"

"Yes."

She burst into laughter. "And then what? Leave the Jiang family and then what?"

"Live with Lixue," he said in such a plain tone as if it wasn't a big deal to him at all.

She sneered. "And do you think you will still be able to retain your position as the CEO of Jiang Industries? Do you think I will let you be the Mafia King anymore?"

Wei slightly stiffened. He peeked at Lihua and wondered how she reacted to that. His heart sped in nervous anticipation. As he looked into her eyes, he froze.

Lihua seemed stunned and in disbelief. Her mouth was wide open and she turned to look at him in a daze. Wei straightened up. He felt a tingling sensation in his fingers.

D-did she remember anything…?

"You...you are the…"

A gulp passed down his throat. With such tension, even Fu Renshu chewed on his lower lip.

Damn it, did it trigger something!?