Unfortunately, Zhou Jingren underestimated the persistence of his parents.
The moment he arrived in the Zhou Capital, Zhou Jingren already knew that something was amiss. When he walked inside his office, his face immediately contorted into an ugly scowl.
"Who are you?" He already knew the answer to his question. "Who let you in?" By now, Zhou Jingren already guessed that they have people inside his company. He strode towards his seat with Bei Tian in tow.
"Jingren…" the woman called out.
"I think we should introduce ourselves." The man said. "Right now, I go by the name Zhou Jingwu and this is my wife Zhou Dae Un. I knew her as Lingling."
Zhou Jingren sat on his leather chair as Bei Tian sat across the couple.
"It is a pleasure to finally meet you," Zhou Jingwu said. "Both of you."
