"Fine, as long as you don't regret it," Sang Nanfeng said, unable to speak further nor wanting to ask more.
The people Qiaoqiao didn't care about or take to heart, he was even less interested in meddling with.
"That day will never come." Sang Qingran's expression didn't change at all; from the day he decided not to recognize Sang Qiao, he never thought of her as his sister again.
Controlling himself to not see Sang Qiao was already the biggest compromise; he was always quick to retaliate, yet he had not done anything excessive to Sang Qiao, which was already merciful.
"Don't transfer your shares into Sang Jiao's name; otherwise, she'll become the largest shareholder of the Sang Family, and that is not appropriate. I only have this to say."
With that, Sang Nanfeng didn't hesitate to leave the living room.
His words made Sang Jiao curse him several times in her heart, yet she was also relieved she hadn't brought up the share transfer to Sang Qingran yet.
