"Dad, what are you saying?"
Jing Xu couldn't believe what he was hearing and looked at the old man incredulously, "I'm still in my prime, and you want to hand Jing Family over to Jing Junyang? What does that make me?"
Jing Junyang watched coldly from the sidelines, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He really didn't consider him a son anymore.
Although he wasn't particularly fond of Jing Family and even planned to swallow it up one day,
whether he wanted it or not was a different matter from whether Jing Xu was willing to give it up.
Didn't he see how shocked and anxious that pair of illegitimate children by his side were when the grandfather spoke?
He was actually quite keen to see what would become of them without Jing Family and money.
The old man frowned at Jing Xu, "What do you mean, 'What are you'? Junyang is your son; don't you plan to hand over the company to him one day?"
If not to Junyang, then to whom?