"As soon as you mention Boss Lin, I get even angrier. So, there's absolutely no room for negotiation today."
Qin Mo's lips curled with a cold smile, "You all come in, go upstairs and throw all their luggage out."
She was followed by a dozen men, all from a moving company, looking very intimidating.
"You... What right do you have to move our things!"
"Qin Mo, he is still your father after all."
"Scumbags, security, throw these people out!"
The Qin Family, the three of them, were particularly fierce in their stance; Qin Mo just smiled faintly, watching how harmoniously they got along.
"I'd like to see who dares!"
Qin Mo tossed the document in her hand, "Qin Zhen Guo, take a look."
Qin Zhen Guo had no idea what she could rely on until he opened the contract and saw the detailed contents. His complexion changed instantly, and Shu Yun, seeing this, also leaned over to look. As soon as she saw the few words on top, she felt dizzy and could barely stand.
Proof of ownership.