Qin Bogang said coldly, "Right before he died, Mr. Qin put everything in your account!"
Qin Jiqun was relieved to hear that. He grinned. "That's all that matters!"
Qin Bogang gave him a long, hard look and finally said, "If you take what Dad left behind, then you'll have nothing to do with Zhonghui and me from now on!"
Qin Jiqun had been worried his brothers would try to fight him for the house and money, so he immediately said, "Of course it has nothing to do with you two! Dad left all of it to me!"
Qin Bogang was too furious to stay any longer. He turned and stormed out.
Once he was out of the prison, he looked up at the gloomy, gray sky. "Dad, this is your spoiled youngest son! You're dead, and he hasn't shed a single tear. All he cares about is how much money you left him!"
