Zhan Yang falls into a trap

When Duan xiuhui saw this, she could not help but complain even though she had already decided not to acknowledge this son of hers."Zhan mo, Qianqian, you always say that Jia 'er is mischievous, that Jia' er is spoiled and willful.

but look at ruan Mengmeng, she incited her to do such a thing and even joked about your shares, but you did it without even blinking. In terms of pampering and willfulness, my Jia 'er is not even one-tenth of this little bastard.

You're the only one who's willing to sell your shares for her!"

Zhan Mo's brows furrowed slightly. He didn't like to hear his mother's words. Although he pitied his mother, his face had already turned cold.

Zhan mo ignored Duan xiuhui's words and told his stock manager to sell all the shares.

He used to care a lot about these shares, but now, he was more concerned about Mengmeng's opinion of him.

If these methods could prove his position, he would gladly do so.