Zhang Zhiguo looked at his own mother, a flash of struggle appearing in his eyes.
Zhang Yuhua saw that her son had been swayed by her words and continued, "If it wasn't for his mother meddling back then, your father and I wouldn't have been separated for so many years. This is what Zhou Yuelian owes me.
It's what she owes you too. Not to mention the house, everything in our family was earned by your father and me. I am your biological mother, not his, so the family property should definitely go to you.
Look at the car he drives; does he lack money? So, Zhiguo, there are some things you should fight for."
Amidst hesitance, Zhang Zhiguo felt there seemed to be truth in his mother's words. He had already given up Xu Ying, was he supposed to give up the family's assets too?
Thinking about that punch, Zhang Zhiguo's suppressed anger instantly boiled over, and he nodded, "Mom, I understand."
Zhang Yuhua saw that her son had finally come around and was overjoyed.
