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"Zhong Guangping, how dare you treat me like that!"

Zhou Furong was angry and resentful. "She can't have a son but you obey her in everything. Why should you treat me like that? I would treat you…"

"That's enough!" Zhong Guangping cut her off. "There's nothing at all between us. Zhou Furong, I'll let you off once to show respect for the Mo family. If I ever find out that you've bullied my wife again, I'll teach you a lesson.

"Don't think that I, Zhong Guangping, will be afraid of you just because you're part of the Mo family. Even if your mother is Old Master Mo's sister, your surname is still Zhou. Now the Mo family's oldest grandson, Mo Beihan, is in charge of the Mo family. I would like to see if this young master will offend me, Zhong Guangping, for the sake of you, a poor and very distant relative. Hmph!"

Zhong Guangping ignored Zhou Furong. He supported Zheng Lin and turned to leave.