"Father!!! Linda and I truly love each other!!!"

Lee Kun-hee looked at Lee Jae-yong with a cold smile: "If you want to give up your Samsung succession rights, I can grant your wish. Just do what you're supposed to do, and don't make me use force!!!"

"Fuzhen, it's so late, go home and rest early. Work hard. Dad is very proud of your choice. In this world, the combination of strong people is the most correct thing to do."

Lee Boo-jin bowed to Lee Kun-hee and Hong Hee-ra, saying, "Goodnight, Father, Mother."

Lee Boo-jin left the cold manor.

"What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what I said?" Lee Kun-hee looked coldly at Lee Jae-yong.

“We, the Samsung family, will not allow a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner into our home. I don’t want to repeat myself on what to do.”

Lee Jae-yong struggled and said, "Father, if Boo-jin can do it, why can't I?"

Lee Kun-hee sneered: "The man Boo-jin found is no match for any of your American girls. He's not even 20 years old and already worth a billion dollars. He owns a high-tech company and has achieved considerable success in many fields. When he reaches my age, he'll likely build a huge business empire. That's the kind of son-in-law Samsung is looking for."

“Father, does Samsung really need money? It's just clothing and fashion. Give me some time, and I've already made a name for myself.”

"You? I don't know your worth. If Fu Zhen is a boy, do you think you're fit to inherit the Samsung Group? Get out of here!!!"

"Father!!!" Lee Jae-yong still wanted to struggle a little.

“Jaeyong, listen to your father, you may all leave.”

Lee Jae-yong nodded hesitantly, while Lee Seo-hyun, who had been wanting to slip away earlier, simply said goodnight and hurried back to his room.

She's had so much information to process today; she needs to go back to her room and process it properly.