Facing her coldness, Jiang Huaiyuan pleaded pathetically.
Zuo Weiyi turned around. She remained expressionless.
Then, she smiled. "Alright. If you promise to do what I'm about to request, I'll ask him not to withdraw his investment."
Jiang Huaiyuan was delighted. "What request do you have?"
Zuo Weiyi was silent for a few seconds.
"Announce what you did twenty-one years ago in front of the media. Make it public."
"Err…" Jiang Huaiyuan was stunned. "Weiyi, I know, I am the one who did your mother wrong, but I've borne my responsibility toward you and your mother all these years."
True, for the past twenty-one years, he had borne his responsibility of providing them with food, clothes, and shelter and nothing less.
