"I... I didn't know you were drunk, wasn't that given to you voluntarily? You've always loved Jiaojiao as a sister, you..."
"Mom, stop pretending. You raised me yourself; you know very well that I can't handle a drop of alcohol."
Sang Qingran directly interrupted her sophistry, his expression revealing a trace of difficulty. He had not expected his mother to do such a thing.
He had thought it was all a dream after getting drunk that day, until he saw the news online, and... his shares reduced to zero in his name.
"I... that was your own signature. I asked you, and you were willing. Jiaojiao is family, and who else would the shares go to if not to her? You said so yourself, right?"
Mrs. Sang explained anxiously.
"Have Sang Jiao return them promptly." Sang Qingran looked at his mother with cold eyes, his tone betraying a hint of impatience.
"How could they be returned? Jiaojiao has already started working at the company!" Mrs. Sangmu guiltily shifted her gaze away.
