Old Madam Kang's voice was full of energy. "In the past, we said that the Weixing Underground Auction House would be given to Weizhen's daughter, which could be considered as the maternal grandparents' dowry. After Yangyang went missing, I was afraid that Weizhen would be upset if this matter was brought up, so I didn't say anything. Actually… Weizhen Underground Auction House is my and the old master's foundation. We have the right to make the decision, but we still felt the need to tell you. After all, we're family."
Old Madam Kang's words were flawless, showing both kindness and authority.
Zhao Manshu's expression did not change. Her hands did not even tremble. "Mom, you're right. This matter should be decided by you and Dad."
"Yes." The old madam nodded.
Zhao Manshu stared at her reflection in the tea and pursed her lips slightly.
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Another week passed…
