When this final blow came, he could no longer raise his energy anymore.
His whole person collapsed.
He did think about it sometimes. He was already so old, yet he did not even have a successor, and he could only struggle so hard on his own to keep it alive.
Now, it was perfect. He did not need a successor anymore.
Because he no longer had any family business he could pass on to any successor.
Cen Mengqing did not speak a word. She sat in this luxurious and spacious car and stared at the chauffeur in front of them.
She suddenly felt a wave of sorrow rising from the bottom of her heart.
Because all these things would be gone in time.
When she went out after this, she probably could no longer sit in such a luxurious car anymore. She would not have a chauffeur to drive her around.
