บท 62: Lying Without a Script

"Uncle, why aren't you earning money? Let's end this here. Please leave, my mom needs to rest."

Lan Anran was frustrated by the family, it was too noisy.

"Good, good, good. Your family is so capable! Just you wait, I'm going to the court to sue you. I'm going to bring the company back to Tingyi!" Zhao Xiumei threatened with her eyes widened, eyebrows raised, and face pale.

"Mom, how could you do this? Tingyun and I worked hard all these years to hire people and to get investments. How can you just take that away?" Li Yueru said unwillingly.

"Why can't I? Since you are not kind to us, why should I do the same? Lan Tingyun, from today onwards, you are not my son!" Zhao Xiumei yelled harshly .

Xu Yanshan tugged at the corner of her clothes.

If they severed their relationship, there was even less hope for them in the future.