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  Because of the mounting pressure from all sides, Mu Yazhe consented to the marriage arrangement and became the next heir.

  He started working in the Mu Group at the age of 18, and when he turned 20, he took over the reins. The moment he became the chairman nine years ago, he made sure to stabilize his power and status. The powerful Disheng Financial Group was in his absolute control.

  Without him, the powerful and far-reaching Mu organization would collapse overnight. Disheng would be unable to sustain his loss.

  He was no longer the Mu Yazhe from 15 years ago.

  He turned around and his icy gaze fell on Mu Sheng.

  Just when the old man thought that his threat had worked and his grandson would concede to his will, the latter spouted haughtily without any expression, “You can give the Mu inheritance to whomever you like!”


  His grandfather clearly did not expect to hear this. With eyes darkening in an instant, the old man demanded, “What did you say?!”


  “My words are very clear.” He smiled a little and continued somewhat mockingly. “Grandpa, you have indeed aged. Your ears are failing you!”


  “Unfilial! You are really rebelling now!” The old man was so provoked he had to hold onto his aching chest. His face had turned red with rage by now. “Are you really going to give up your inheritance for the sake of a lowly woman?! Do you plan to forsake everything for her and have nothing in the end?!”


  The man sniggered and ignored his ridiculous claim. “The Mu Group will truly be reduced to nothing if I leave.”


  The old man squinted his befuddled eyes dangerously.

  Regarding his grandson through squinted eyes, he thought of his temperament. He knew the young man’s character well. Mu Yazhe, who had always been haughty and headstrong, had never bowed to any threats!

  However, to the old man, this chap was still too green and too ambitious to know what was good for him!

  The old man did not think so.

  Still, he was taken aback by his grandson’s audacious remark.

  By the time he realized it, the chap had already become a prominent figure!

  The thought was daunting, indeed.

  Although he did not believe Mu Yazhe’s words during this argument, he still wisely proceeded with care in order to determine just how much power this chap held in his hands.

  The old man’s face sank. He was not serious about removing his grandson from his inheritance. His threat was just a scare tactic. Unfortunately, it had backfired on him. He lost his ground with the young man’s arrogance.

  Mu Yazhe suddenly retorted with a serious look, “One more thing, grandpa. She is not a lowly woman; she’s the woman that I, Mu Yazhe, have set my eyes on. Please get this right.”


  After a pause, his gaze, cold and mocking, fell onto Mu Wanrou, who was standing at the side with a complicated look on her face, and he continued coolly. “Comparing her to the one standing here, grandpa, don’t you think it’s even more absurd to make me marry this dubious woman?”


  “What dubiousness?!” The old man glared at him agitatedly. “How can Wanrou be dubious?!”