Cui Zhanyi's face trembled slightly, he was so angry, those words were too hurtful.

Butler He hurriedly apologized and then went into the kitchen to bring out tea.

"That's more like it." Le Yao picked up the glass, smelled it, but didn't drink it. "Last year's Longjing tea was also quite good."

"Stop with the nonsense, just get to the point." Gu Meizhi rubbed her chest. This little bitch was just trying to annoy and annoy her, just like her own grandmother.

“I know Cui Na isn’t your daughter. Now, I want to know what happened back then.” Le Yao looked at Gu Meizhi. “Especially what exactly happened back then.”

Gu Meizhi's expression changed, and she couldn't help but turn to look at Cui Zhanyi.

Cui Zhanyi waved his hand: "Nothing happened back then, except that I cheated on my wife, but I couldn't get a divorce. So, your maternal grandmother gave birth to a child and gave it to me, and then she left. We have no idea where she has been or what she has been doing all these years..."

“No, you know.” Nangong Jue interrupted Cui Zhanyi, then gestured.

Black Hawk placed a photo on the table. It showed the backs of two people, but anyone familiar with them would immediately recognize them as Gu Meizhi and Sui Yuan.

“You…” Cui Zhanyi looked at Nangong Jue with a look of horror.

"I'm sorry, I know more about your business than you do, so just answer whatever my wife asks. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind if your last mine was also taken over by the Nangong family."

"You did all the things that happened in the Cui family?" Cui Zhanyi trembled all over; that was his life's work.

"What do you mean my man did this?" Le Yao said, displeased. "Isn't it because your son is useless? He's no good at business, but he's incredibly good at keeping mistresses, even two at once. Aren't you afraid of kidney failure?"

“You…” Cui Zhanyi pointed at Le Yao, unable to speak for a long time.

"Don't get agitated," Le Yao quickly raised her hand to calm him down. "If he has a stroke, cerebral infarction, or heart attack, he'll be finished. Butler He, if you have any medicine, quickly get it out and put it on the table. If he gets sick, just give him one..."

Cui Zhanyi was even angrier, but fortunately Gu Meizhi quickly helped him pat his chest to calm him down, which finally calmed him down.

"Grandpa, you can't handle this." Le Yao didn't feel any sympathy at all, but instead looked at him with disdain. "You can't even handle this? What if you knew that your son is now running a pharmaceutical factory that produces illegal drugs and will be arrested soon? Would you just vomit blood?" Nangong Jue told her this in the car, saying that Cui Peng had switched to running a pharmaceutical factory. Of course, she didn't really know if it was illegal or not; she was just making it up.

"You're talking nonsense, you..." Cui Zhanyi then actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Honey, do you have to pay with your life for making someone angry?" Le Yao was so frightened that she quickly grabbed Nangong Jue's arm.

"It's necessary to infuriate others, but not him," Nangong Jue said calmly, patting his wife's hand. "Because the Cui family's mine was built on human lives. Twenty years ago, the collapse killed twenty miners, and ten years ago, the flooding accident resulted in fifteen deaths and ten missing persons..."

"It seems like none of these cases have been reported."

"Because the Cui family used money to suppress it, and now, I've almost finished collecting the evidence..."