Haven't we already torn off the masks?
Bai Siyang suddenly wrapped an arm around the puppet's shoulder.
"Father, I've always spoiled my little sister because she's family, but in truth, we aren't related by blood at all. For an outsider, do you really want to hurt both mine and Shuning's feelings?"
"The company's interests are just small matters, Xiaojun really knows how to speak," Bai Siyang's eyes were a bit fierce.
Bai He's face turned increasingly unpleasant.
He suddenly stood up, "I've said before, the past is the past. Let's not talk about it anymore. Since Li Shuning keeps bringing it up, fine, what do you want? Since you don't listen to me, there's no place for you in the Bai Family. You can divorce Si Yang, and I'll compensate you accordingly for any losses."
Li Shuning's heart felt heavier. It seemed like his protection of Bai Xiaojun was a bit excessive.
