Chen Ting had spent a good deal of time recuperating lately, and she'd heard plenty from the Qin Family about how powerful Future Game was and how many business tycoons had their eyes on it.
She'd also heard people say that Future Game was valued at over a trillion yuan and had already grown into a giant. That was why the Qin Family couldn't get their hands on it.
Ling Xiao was the CEO of such a massive company, yet he claimed he couldn't help. Chen Ting could only think he was cold and heartless.
Fury filled Chen Ting, and she spoke without thinking. "Ling Xiao! Why are you as stubborn and cold-blooded as your father? This is such a small favor, and you still won't help me. I'm your mother!"
Ling Xiao looked at Chen Ting's shameless face and sneered. "I don't have a mother like you!"
When Chen Ting realized she couldn't force Ling Xiao to give in, she switched tactics and pleaded, "Ling Xiao, that's what Xiao Chenzi's father left her. If it falls into the hands of her uncle, then ten years from now, all Xiao Chenzi will have left may be a mountain of debt or an empty shell.
"I'm begging you, as your mother. Can't you consider it compensation for the years I raised you?"
Ling Xiao remained unmoved. He even replied coldly, "I already repaid you for raising me while you were lying in that hospital bed. So we're even."
Chen Ting immediately retorted, "When did you repay me?"
Ling Xiao sneered. "You pretended to be unconscious for more than three years. Don't think I didn't know. For all those years, I helped safeguard Xiao Chenzi's assets and took care of you and her. I've already done more than enough. So please have