"You're telling me about Ziyan's trust fund?!" Grandfather Huo was even more shocked. "I have told you before, that I have transferred all the proceeds of the funds to Shaoheng, haven't I?"
"…But according to the will, the proceeds should have been belonged to you. Shaoheng had been such a filial grandson, he wouldn't reject you if only you requested." Zhang Feng said gently, looking at him with gentle and adoring eyes. "Moreover, Sister Xie and you were so loving while she was alive; she wouldn't mind a small amount like this."
"A small amount?! More than 1 billion is just a small amount to you?! What're you thinking about?! A billion in Zimbabwe dollars?" Grandfather Huo's brows furrowed. "Zhang Feng, did you become mad because of the lock up?"
