Seeing the anger on Wen Yizhong's face, Old Madam Wen was momentarily speechless, and just as she was about to reproach him, she changed her tone.
"Yizhong, as people often say, when brothers work together, their strength can break gold. Now, the Wen's is at a critical juncture of life and death, you can't act like this."
Speaking compassionately, Old Madam Wen looked at Wen Yiming, whose temples were gray, and then turned to the stubborn Wen Yizhong standing afar, staring blankly at the floor, and let out a long sigh in her heart.
"You know perfectly well why Bai Heshu has come back. Even if you don't help your brother, you cannot aid the wicked, Yizhong. Are you really willing to watch the Wen's turn into Bai's, relinquishing such a grand family business to that bitch Bai Heshu?"
Becoming more agitated as she spoke, Old Madam Wen clutched her chest and began to cough violently.
