Wen Xu didn't need to think to know who had harmed him.
Pei Jingxiao often targeted him, which was tolerable, but this time, indirectly harming Mu Yunchu made him genuinely angry.
With a bit of contemplation, he knew what the other party would do upon learning of his supposed death.
...
The crystal chandelier cast a cold light on the ceiling as Pei Jingxiao smugly rotated his office chair, spreading his hands while looking at the dozen people seated around the massive conference table.
"I advise you to accept reality and quickly agree to let me take over the Pei Family."
"Mr. Pei is currently only critically ill in bed but hasn't passed away, so outsiders are merely watching. But once he draws his last breath, if the Pei Family goes on to determine a new successor, other companies will surely take advantage of our turmoil."
Pei Jingxiao's gaze swept over the faces of those present, satisfied with the expressions they showed.
