Han Zaijing had calmed his emotions for quite some time, but at last he directly and angrily announced, "I didn't come here today to waste words with you. I'll say it once, either cancel the Lier Island project or change the name of the chief designer to Wen Xin. These are the only two options!"
"You know I won't choose either path," Han Luoli stated bluntly, with a light tone that no one dared to doubt the truthfulness of.
Han Zaijing, infuriated, "Exactly, since this woman is also here, let me tell you directly—"
"Father, she is not 'this woman.' She is my wife, Gu Xiaoer," the young man finally called out to his father.
But Han Zaijing was unimpressed, immediately pulling a long face and glaring, "Rubbish, your wife is only Wen Mu, dare to marry someone else and see?"
"Why not try?" Han Luoli stood firm.
In front of his father, he just kept on challenging him, relentlessly.
