“How’s that the same?” Leng Jinchen intercepted with a sharp voice. “Big Sister’s Xiang and our Lil Feng are both academic geniuses! Your Lil Rui is a flunkie!”
“Are you saying that Dad used to be an academic genius?” Leng Jinpeng asked in disbelief.
Old Master Leng used to be a typical good-for-nothing flunkie. When he was young, he did not study well and joined the mafia, like any typical young man with delusions of grandiose. He was one of the pioneers of those non-mainstream students who dyed their hair yellow and wore sunglasses everywhere—this was common knowledge between the people in the upper echelons of society.
Leng Jinpeng’s words once again rendered Leng Jinjie and Leng Jinchen speechless.
“So, Big Brother, you’re determined not to sell your shares?” Leng Jinjie asked coldly and accusingly.
“Do I really look like an idiot for you to be convinced that I can get so easily brushed off?” Leng Jinpeng continued to ask.
“Fine. Just you wait and see!”
Leng Jinjie shot up to her feet and said to Pei Jiaxiang, “Jiaxiang, let’s go.”
Seeing that there was no shaking Leng Jinpeng’s resolve, Pei Jiaxiang snorted and left.
“Mom, let’s go too. Why must we stay here any longer?” Leng Yutong was about to die of anger from this outcome. She summoned Leng Jinchen, who still wanted to plead to Leng Jinpeng, and left.
The two sisters and their children, who stayed back because they claimed that they were worried about their parents’ and grandparents’ condition earlier, no longer cared.
Everything was already set in stone. Leng Jinpeng had already transferred his 20% shares to Leng Qirui, so there was nothing they could do. The only thing they could do now was to buy shares from the other 24 shareholders at all costs. Whoever could surpass the other would win.
However, what they did not know was that not long after they left, the door to the ICU opened.
Old Master Leng and Madam Leng walked out with grave expressions on their faces.
The two elderly who were supposed to be in a coma due to their serious injuries walked out with only minor injuries.
“What a bunch of ingrates!” Old Master Leng was enraged. He never expected that the two daughters that he raised like his most precious pearls wished for their parents’ death to inherit their assets so eagerly. What was even more infuriating was the fact that they acted so kind and filial in front of them all the time.
Grandma Leng sat beside Leng Qirui. Her eyes were filled with heartache as her eyes scanned her only grandson; she could not believe that he got so badly beaten up.
“Oh, sweetheart, how did you end up so badly injured? Do they still hurt?”
Leng Jinpeng’s scalp went numb when he heard that, revealing his demeanor as a strict, helicopter father.
“What sweetheart?! Men should be indomitable. They shouldn’t do so much as grunt even if their heads get bashed in and blood pours. Moreover, this is his enemy’s revenge because he keeps hanging around with gangsters. He deserves it! Even without Ye Hai, he would’ve gotten beaten up like this anyway!”
Leng Qirui, “…-_-||”
What did he mean by gangsters?
Leng Qirui refused to talk to this old fogey.
Leng Qirui did not say anything, but Grandma Leng was so agitated by Leng Jinpeng’s words that she jumped eighty feet into the air.
“What are you talking about? How can I not know what kind of child my sweetheart is? I’m the one who raised Lil Rui! Lil Rui’s temperament is much better than the two ingrates, Pei Jiaxiang and Leng Qifeng! Our Lil Rui just likes to play games a little. So what if he likes to play games? People say that children who love to play games are the smart ones! Our Lil Rui is an Almighty in his games!”
Leng Jinpeng laughed coldly. “That’s right. You gave him 30 million for just a single piece of equipment. You sure know how to pamper him!”
