After Zhao Yali took Wen Ya abroad to relax, the huge villa would almost instantly feel dead and lifeless the moment night fell.
And the servants, consciously moving about on tiptoe, only made the villa seem even more stifling. Wen Yiming felt that in just over a week, he had aged many years.
And the share acquisition and transfer agreement that Wen Yizhong laid out in front of him made that taut string in Wen Yiming's heart feel on the verge of snapping out of control.
Breathing heavily, wheezing, Wen Yiming said in a cold voice, "From the day Wen's was handed over to me, this family has been under my say. However Bai Heshu gave you this share transfer agreement, you take it and throw it back in her face the exact same way, otherwise…"
Glaring at Wen Yizhong with a sinister gaze, Wen Yiming said harshly, "Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding the bond between brothers."
"Bond between brothers?"
Wen Yizhong suddenly let out a laugh.
