Xiao Yuan's words were crude, but the reasoning behind them was not.
No matter who it was, they had to admit that although he spoke somewhat petulantly, he was right.
The Zhao Family was certainly nice.
But they were not divine beings removed from the mortal world.
They were mortals too, with the joys, anger, sorrows, and happiness of mortals; they also had their little selfishness and calculations.
They would not harm others, but they also did not want to be harmed.
Especially Zhao Han.
He was a businessman, and it's in a merchant's nature to prioritize profit; every matter required weighing the pros and cons.
The more he thought about the situation with Zhao Mingzhu, the more he realized it did not add up.
He looked at Song Ruyi, then at Zhao Mingrui: "The fund I prepared for Mingzhu, I'll have it transferred to Anning's name tomorrow."
Song Ruyi made a noise of agreement: "What about the properties prepared for Mingzhu?"
