Mr. Fu was so furious with Jiang Ruyan he nearly had a stroke. Couldn't this eldest daughter-in-law of his see that his fourth son's wife was dying to hand over the reins to her?!
In all his years, he had never seen someone so foolish. He had no idea what his eldest son saw in her.
If even one of his descendants was half as competent as Xiao Yue or Han Jingshen.
Would he, at his advanced age, still have to be at the beck and call of those two old geezers, Bao and Han?
The more Mr. Fu thought about it, the angrier he became. His voice was as cold as ice. "Do you have any idea what you're doing?"
"Dad, of course I know. It's just managing the Fu family. I won't let you down. Please don't be angry; your health is what's important."
Jiang Ruyan's eyes flickered. Her face was a mask of obedience, but in her heart, she felt very little remorse.
