Beneath Lu Xining's calm gaze lay a cold, resolute determination to turn the Zhou Family upside down.
"After all, you've made a will leaving the estate to Zhou Jiawang on the condition that he expands and strengthens the Zhou Family Company, ensuring a lifetime of financial freedom for your illegitimate child; otherwise, the company will go to the illegitimate child."
"I'm not wrong, am I, Mr. Zhou?"
Seeing Zhou Zhenqing, shocked yet offering no rebuttal, and Feng Suli, equally stunned by Lu Xining's revelation and tearing fiercely at the man's clothes with tears streaming uncontrollably like a broken faucet.
"Why! Awang is also your son, why must you be so cruel to him, Zhou Zhenqing, have you no conscience?"
Hearing these words, Zhou Jiawang felt there was no need to feel sad as he looked at his father's face—both familiar and unfamiliar—and the last bit of father-son affection in his heart disappeared completely in that moment.