A company worth hundreds of billions was being given away just for one woman.
Although this could not completely prove how much the man loved this woman, it absolutely proved that, in his heart, a company worth hundreds of billions was far less important than she was.
Just for this alone, Zhao's Father asked himself: If he had not married Zhao's Mother, could he have done the same?
The answer was probably no.
Zhao's Father was silent for a while. In the end, he picked up the agreement and tore it to pieces.
"Good lad, you win. I underestimated you. A gentleman doesn't take away what another man loves. I'm not interested in your company, so that's settled. Come over and eat. Honey, have Auntie Liu serve the food. And bring out my thirty-year-old Maotai while you're at it. I'll have a couple of drinks with Xiao Jiang."
Zhao's Father's mood suddenly improved considerably. He no longer objected to giving his daughter to Jiang Siming. If he kept opposing them, Zhao Xuan would probably take Zhao Xiaoxiao and run off to Jiang Siming's house for the New Year.
He didn't want to spend the New Year alone with his wife.
"Then thank you, Uncle."
Jiang Siming smiled, slightly surprised. He had truly intended to hand over Fuxi Company.
He hadn't expected that the other man had merely been testing him.
"Dad, you scared me." Zhao Xuan also smiled again at her father.
The family sat in the dining room and ate together, all five of them.
This was one of the few lively meals at Zhao's Father's home. Usually, only the two of them ate at home.
For the two of them, five people already made things lively enough.
However, to Xiaoxiao, five people was far too few and far