She might just bundle up the clothes and stuff them straight into her suitcase.
"Brat, do you know the company..."
Father Qi had been under increasing pressure from his elder brother lately, while his son refused to listen. He felt completely drained.
Qi Jingmo, who had already reached the door, turned around:
"I told you long ago that I have no interest in doing business. I don't care at all whether the company ends up in Uncle's hands."
With that, Qi Jingmo didn't linger any longer. He strode toward the car parked in the courtyard.
Father Qi had a splitting headache.
"Look at him. He's acting like this again. I keep an eye on the company every day, and isn't it all so that he'll have some security after we're gone?"
"If I'd known this would happen, I would have had another child sooner. Then I wouldn't have given him everything, only for him to take it all for granted and turn around to anger me."
A trace of irritation flashed through Madam Qi's eyes.
Did she not want children?
It was clearly because he had hinted, both openly and subtly, that Qi Jingmo would be their only child in this lifetime. She had gotten sterilized to hold on to his heart.
"Lao Qi, don't get worked up. Xiao Mo is still young. One day, he'll understand your painstaking efforts."
*
Although Su Qiao was packing at home, with 444 around, she knew exactly what was happening on Qi Jingmo's side.
The next day, the board members of Jingrun Group suddenly received an urgent notice to attend a board meeting.
Inside the conference room, the Qi brothers were staring at the empty room, somewhat confused about the situation, when the door was pushed open.
A tall woman in a gray-white