Noticing the shock in Su Yin's eyes, Meng Yungu walked ahead, his words crashing down on her, "Following me, you'll have endless riches and honor. Moreover, I'm the legitimate eldest son of the Meng Family. What is Xiu Yansheng compared to that?"
Su Yin rolled her eyes, scornfully saying, "Don't talk as if we have some kind of affair. What's yours will be yours without a fight. What's not yours…"
"Su Yin, shut your mouth!"
Enraged, Meng Yungu's face suddenly turned as cold as cast iron.
Her words had struck a nerve.
His identity was more distinguished than that of Xiu Yansheng, and he already had possession of the old Meng family estate. The position of family head and the right to inherit should be his.
And the result?
The inheritance and the position of family head were both in Xiu Yansheng's hands; besides the old house and a little actual power in the Meng Family, he had nothing!