Ding Huizhu clutched her chest, feeling somewhat suffocated.

She had heard a bit about the fact that the grand prize for an event at Wushan Square was a luxury car worth tens of millions of yuan, and at the time she thought it was just a gimmick.

After all, once this car is delivered, how much merchandise do we need to sell to make a profit? It's just a store anniversary event, so it's impossible to break even.

But to her surprise, it was true, and Xie Li was the lucky one; what was even more infuriating was that Xie Li had kept such a big thing from her for so long!

What does this prove? It proves that Xie Li has always been wary of her, his own mother!

Ding Huizhu was furious and resentful. Her heart was being torn apart by resentment and anger, and for the first time in her life, she disregarded her ladylike manners and hung up the phone in a fit of anger.

After she calmed down, she turned her head and met Xie Ziyuan's eyes.

Xie Ziyuan smiled and asked, "Mom, what's wrong? Did my sister buy this car herself?"

"No, she won the prize herself." There was no need to lie about this; she could easily verify it with a little research, so she believed this explanation.

The butler's assistant corroborated this, saying, "It was indeed won in a lottery. They sent someone directly from Wushan Square to drive the car back."

Xie Ziyuan didn't seem to believe it, her expression indifferent: "That little sister is really lucky."

Ding Huizhu knows her adopted daughter best, and Xie Ziyuan probably harbors some resentment.

Moreover, in her heart, she always felt that Xie Ziyuan deserved the best.

So she called again: "Where's Xie Li? Should I let Xie Li answer the phone?"

Hearing that Xie Li was resting, he simply said, "Then tell Xie Li that I can borrow her car today."

She didn't think it was a big deal. After all, she was Xie Li's biological mother. No matter how much Xie Li didn't acknowledge her, she still had to be more discreet in front of outsiders.

If a mother wants to borrow her car, can she really refuse? It's not like she's not going to return it.

She was about to hang up when Luo Zhihan stopped her, saying, "Wait, don't hang up yet—we won't lend it. Okay, you can hang up now."

How could Ding Huizhu hang up the phone? "Not lend it? What gives you the right to make decisions for Xie Li?"

“She doesn’t need it today. We’re all family, what’s wrong with letting me borrow it for a bit?” Ding Huizhu pressed her temples, her attitude forceful. “I’m her mother! Can’t I even dispose of her things?”

It was already quite polite of her to even tell Xie Li. Other people's parents can touch their children's things whenever they want, and they don't see other people's children being so stingy.

Luo Zhihan chuckled: "Sorry, you're not her guardian now, so you probably don't have the right to dispose of her things, do you?"

Ding Huizhu never expected Xie Li to spread such a thing around. In an instant, her blood rushed to her head, and her mind completely exploded.

However, Luo Zhihan wasn't finished speaking. "And you want to lend the car to Xie Ziyuan, right? Then that's even more impossible."

Ding Huizhu's chest heaved violently: "Why not? Ziyuan is her sister! So many celebrities are gathered at Ziyuan's birthday party today. If Xie Li really knows what's good for him, he should sell Ziyuan to him! Ziyuan will introduce her to everyone at the party tonight, and he'll have many more opportunities to ask Ziyuan for favors in the future. He should at least leave himself a way out..."

Luo Zhihan had no interest in listening to these grand principles and interrupted her directly.

"We've already hosted our own family reunion banquet. Do we need to tag along to your birthday party? You can keep that opportunity for yourself. Xie Li doesn't need it."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

At the same time, Luo Ming whispered, "We've already arranged for someone to go to the Xie family and retrieve the car."