He hadn't seen her for over half a year and didn't know what to say.

Quietly pour them tea.

The dinner table was silent.

Wang Ran didn't want to say anything, but her husband exchanged a few polite words with the other party's parents.

"Mingyang, serve some food to your uncle and aunt."

In the awkward atmosphere, Liu Xiuwen patted her boyfriend, as if she were the one in charge at the table.

"Okay—Uncle and Aunt, oh no, Mom and Dad." Zhong Mingyang didn't react in time, and immediately corrected himself, "Mom and Dad, eat some vegetables, eat more."

"Okay, thank you."

Wang Ran also responded with politeness.

There are no unwarranted acts of goodwill; she can see through the ambition in someone's eyes at a glance.

Could it be that you're worried about how to divide her assets?

You act, I act, we all act together, let's see who can outlast whom?

The initial helplessness of being manipulated was gone.

Having endured the most painful period, Wang Ran suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As if a fellow traveler had smelled a familiar scent, she held her cup leisurely, took a sip, and said, "Good tea."

After saying that, he began to eat the food with great appetite.

Zhong Bailuo actually wanted to fulfill her son's wishes.

From a father's perspective, they have worked hard for decades to build up their family business, all for the sake of their children, right?

Of course, he wasn't entirely convinced either.

However, from the family's perspective, it is absolutely unacceptable.

She had none of the following: family background, resources, connections, or company support.

Even the company he started to "show his abilities" was actually funded by his son's investment.

Zhong Bailuo couldn't see any value in this woman.

No hard-earned first-generation entrepreneur would willingly allow their family business to crumble before their eyes.

However, he was willing to give it a chance and come see the actual situation.

At the dinner table, Liu Xiuwen displayed her strong, independent side, announcing that her company was going to expand.

"Could I see the revenue report?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhong Bailuo asked politely.

Unexpectedly, this remark angered his son, Zhong Mingyang, who said, "Dad, don't be so serious."

"Home is a place for love; don't bring your work routine home."

His attitude and words were all in defense of his girlfriend.

Wang Ran sneered, "When it comes to money, let's talk about money. Why bring up feelings?"

"Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts. You say you're a strong woman, what's wrong with us asking for your company's revenue reports?"

Zhong Mingyang was speechless.

Seeing his girlfriend's displeasure, he glared at Wang Ran and said, "You guys are doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

After saying that, he took his girlfriend's hand and was about to leave.

He couldn't budge him. Liu Xiuwen sat in the chair and patted his arm. "Don't get angry with your parents because of me. That's not right."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Mingyang gestured with his chin toward Wang Ran.

"See? I told you Xiaowen is a good girl."

Wang Ran was also angry, and Zhong Bailuo sighed deeply upon seeing this.

His wife has high blood pressure and can't get angry, so his son's heart is completely swayed by his girlfriend.

More than 20 years of elite education have been wasted!

However, as the big boss, he still looked at his son, whose eyebrows and eyes, so similar to his own, were full of innocence.

He paused, then said in a deep voice, "Apologize to your mother!"

"How I usually teach you is to handle problems from a fair perspective."

Apologize right now!

Zhong Mingyang, of course, refused.

He was young and impetuous, and protecting his girlfriend made him feel incredibly proud.

Zhong Bailuo then looked at Liu Xiuwen, his gaze sharp and expectant.

If this woman were a good person, she would at least make Zhong Mingyang apologize to his mother.

Unfortunately, no.

She was still thinking about "using the emperor to command the feudal lords".

"Okay, okay, you two can be together." Wang Ran clutched his pounding heart and said painfully, "If you're together, don't expect to get a single penny from me!"

As he spoke, his voice grew increasingly rough, "I...I'll pretend I never had a son like you!"

When my blood pressure is high, I start to feel dizzy.

Wang Ran stood up, and Zhong Bailuo helped her up.

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhong Mingyang chased after her, saying, "Mom and Dad, but I just like Xiaowen. I feel very comfortable with her. She understands me very well and is my soulmate."

Soulmate?

Wang Ran tilted his head back and took a deep breath. His legs felt weak, and he forced himself to say, "She's not some kind of soulmate. She's just more skilled than you."

Zhong Mingyang stopped in his tracks when he heard his mother badmouthing his girlfriend.

Liu Xiuwen chased after him and reached out to help him up.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ran took a step back, dodging her movement, and said, "I don't need your pretense."

"Come back!" Zhong Mingyang rushed in front of his girlfriend. "I don't want his money!"

"What's so great about you? I've had enough of your hypocritical and snobbish ways!"

Wang Ran was dumbfounded by these words.

This is how his son sees him?

He enjoyed the privileged life provided by the "hypocritical and snobbish man" who offered him a private aristocratic school, providing him with a life of luxury and devotion for over twenty years.

That's all the feedback I got?

As if the excitement wasn't enough, Zhong Mingyang added with a wicked grin, "To be honest, I didn't study abroad at all. I got my diploma by having someone forge it. I know you've chosen the path for me, but I'm not interested."

"I used the money to do something meaningful."

"I'm sorry, like father, like son, but I just want to be a dog."

Wang Ran could no longer stand.

It's ruined, completely ruined.

She was crying, and passersby were giving her strange looks.

"Fine, fine, then let's sever our mother-son relationship."

Having finally finished speaking, Wang Ran said bitterly through her tears, "I have already signed my will. From now on, everything we have will belong to Zhong Qingsheng."

"It has absolutely nothing to do with you!"

Zhong Mingyang was stunned.

This is not the outcome he wanted.

My parents are already in their forties or fifties, and I'm their only son, so the family business should definitely be mine.

Zhong Qingsheng? What Zhong Qingsheng?

Was what my mother said before just an angry outburst?

Did she really have a second child?

"Mom, wait for me." Zhong Mingyang prepared to catch up.

With a "bang," Zhong Bailu kicked his son's knee.

"Don't see me again, or I'll beat you up every time I see you."

After leaving a message, Zhong Bailuo went after his wife.

"Be careful, don't fall."

As if drawing on a single thread, Wang Ran took each step with the full force of his body.

I walked step by step into the outer hall.

Suddenly she saw something, and her knees buckled.

As if she could no longer hold on, the woman's body slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.