"You...you are doing this for that vixen Chen Xiaoru again, aren't you!"

Zhang Tingyu was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She pointed at Chu Tianche's nose, her voice full of anger and disappointment.

"no!"

Chu Tianche suddenly raised his voice, his eyes burning with rage.

"I just don't understand. You know my physical condition, right? Besides my money, which woman would willingly marry me? Who wants to spend the rest of their life with a loser who can't have children? Mom, you're so naive. You don't even know you're being used as a pawn!"

His voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhang Tingyu's heart hard, making her dazed.

Zhang Tingyu was stunned, her lips trembling, but she couldn't make a sound. She could never have imagined that the son she had loved for more than 20 years would actually say such words.

Chu Tianche looked at his mother's distraught appearance and became even more annoyed. He turned around abruptly and strode out of the villa, leaving the suffocating silence behind him.

The next day, Chu Tianche came to the company and received a report from Assistant Zhou.

"President, the Su Group's stock price has fallen again and has fallen below the issue price."

Zhou Chen walked quickly into the office, bowed slightly, and reported to Chu Tianche who was sitting behind the desk, with a hint of imperceptible excitement in his voice.

Chu Tianche was looking through the documents with his head down. When he heard the report, he slowly raised his head. A sharp light flashed in his deep eyes, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"If you continue to suppress me, I will bankrupt the Su Group completely." His voice was low and magnetic, but it carried an unquestionable chill that made people shudder.

"Yes, President." Zhou Chen responded respectfully, turned and left with steady and quick steps.

Soon, the stock price of Su Group plummeted again, and the entire company was in panic and fell into greater panic.