"Go ahead and talk, I don't mind." Ling Chuan picked up the newspaper from the table and flipped through it.
These were just-released news.
Large sections were about him and his company.
"It's not about whether you mind or not! Now it's your personal life affecting the company's operation! Everyone is saying you abandoned your fiancée for a mistress, allowing the mistress to kill your child! They even say you're so clueless, you shouldn't be sitting in that president's seat!"
Ling Chuan sneered, "This is my family business. If I'm not sitting there, who is?"
"There's also Ling Cuo! He's the second in line to inherit!"
"He's not interested in this." Ling Chuan said confidently.
"He may not be interested! But that doesn't mean aunt and uncle aren't! It's only natural that they'd take back your inheritance rights after you've made the company such a mess! Ling Cuo is their biological son too!"
