The gaze that resembled icy dregs swept over Wang Youting and Liu Yichen.
"Even if my legs are crippled, I am still the Liu Family's eldest son and grandson, the first in line to inherit from the Liu family. These two companies were divided out according to Grandpa's will, I still possess the right to inherit the Liu Family's estate. If Dad thinks I'm a waste, then let's divide the family assets. According to the Liu Family's clan rules, one by one, list them clearly, to prevent future troubles. If Dad thinks I'm passably competent, able to manage the Liu Consortium properly, I hope such incidents will not happen again."
No matter how tactful Liu Zheng's attitude was, or how polite his wording, his tone of firmness and sarcasm could not be ignored.
Utterly domineering!
It commanded respect.
Mu Liang, standing by the side, felt quite satisfied as well. This was the attitude his brother, the Eldest Son of the Liu Family, should have.