Chen Hong clearly didn't believe him. She looked at old he furiously and shouted through gritted teeth.
"Are you lying to an idiot? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? You've been running this shop in the past. How could it not be yours? You old b * stard, you're an old cow that wants to eat young grass. You actually made up such a lie to me for this Little Vixen? Do you think I'll believe you? Your things and assets should be mine. Don't even think about missing a single cent. Even if I die, I won't let you and this Little Vixen be together, carefreely and carefreely."
"Who are you calling a Vixen?" Wen Muchu, who had been silent all this while, heard Chen Hong's words and his eyes instantly turned cold. He pushed away the people in front of him and walked towards Chen Hong step by step. He looked down at her and asked in a cold voice, word by word.
Chen Hong was slightly stunned as she turned her head to look at Wen Muchu.