You Have a Strange Way Of Thinking

No one would give up their wealth and status. If Old Master Zhao had not insisted on Zhao Yumo becoming the first successor, his sons would not have poisoned him in secret.

Now that Old Master Zhao was slowly recovering, although he still had to cooperate with the caretaker to act like he was still mentally unsound, it bought time for Zhao Yumo to grow up.

However, this would not last for long. After all, the Old Master was not young anymore, and Zhao Yumo still had many things to learn.

When she said this, Yun Xi gave Jiang Chenghuan a look. The man in the front passenger seat nodded slightly, understanding the meaning behind her words.

There was no need to waste time talking to someone who understood.

Together with the chauffeur, the four of them sat in the car and were enjoying their meal when a light knock came from the car window.