Is the Money in Your Family Blown by the Wind?

"The team leader really didn't expect you to manage this too," Jiang Yexun sneered, his smile cold and insincere.

Kong Dongfeng felt a little awkward but still gritted his teeth and tried to persuade him: "There's nothing I can do. Work's about to begin. You have so many people in your family, and if the conflicts aren't settled and you keep arguing every day, it'll delay the work in the whole team."

"Then you should try advising my father. From start to finish, he's always been biased. Now he's getting more outrageous, trying to take over our small family's things. Since he couldn't benefit, he's tormenting my mother at home. If this keeps up, how can I pretend nothing's happened? Let my mother go back—if she gave birth to me, it would have been better if she hadn't," Jiang Yexun said, his dark eyes filled with a stormy gloom, staring coldly at Kong Dongfeng.