"What's the big deal?" Mrs. Liu gritted her teeth, "As long as the rice is cooked into porridge, we can get ten million and help the Liu Family tide over this difficult time! Jiantian, have you forgotten nine years ago? If it weren't for our luck back then, the Liu Family would have gone bankrupt a long time ago. Would we have what we have now? You've contributed so much to this family, and Liu Mingxing is also part of this family. Do you want her to just watch the Liu Family go bankrupt?"
"Liu Mingxing is not one of us," Liu Jiantian suddenly said.
Mrs. Liu was taken aback and retorted: "What do you mean by that, Jiantian? If she's not from the Liu Family, whose is she from? The blood of the Liu Family runs in her veins! As long as she carries the Liu surname, she should contribute to our family!"
Liu Jiantian's brows furrowed deeply, his expression inscrutable, and it took him a long time to say, "You and Xinmei sort this out, and go apologize to her after a few days."
