If You Don't Lick That Grain of Rice Off the Corner of Your Mouth, I'll Do It for You...

Xie Yongan hung up the phone, and the eldest son immediately leaned over, asking in surprise, "Dad, can we really meet Professor Smith the day after tomorrow?!"

"I made so many appointments, but his assistant never budged..."

Xie Yongan shot him a glance, unable to hide the pride on his face. "I handled it personally this time. How can that compare to before?!"

"I imagine the Xie Family still has some influence overseas."

He paused, then added that.

Xie Zhenting nodded in deep agreement. "Dad, it still has to be you!"

The older the ginger, the spicier it was—there was nothing wrong with that saying!

It seemed his prestige still needed to be established and reinforced!

Xie Yongan suddenly thought of something, and his expression immediately turned solemn.

He frowned, his tone laced with disappointment. "Ranran was too foolish. Why did he tell such a lie, one that could be exposed with a simple investigation?!"

"Not only did it damage his image, but it also dragged down the group's reputation. The stock market has been fluctuating these past few days—how much market value has vanished into thin air?!"

"Does Ranran even know?!"

Xie Zhenting's expression darkened at those words. "Dad, this can't all be blamed on Ranran. If the agent hadn't suggested building him up as a tragic figure, he wouldn't have..."

"If you ask me, the agent shouldn't be blamed either!" Mother Xie cut in, raising her voice. "Did Ranran's adoptive parents even have hearts?! If they had really cherished Ranran all those years, would they have let the public tear him apart?!"

"What was all that about scrimping and saving to put him through school, refusing to let him do even a bit of farm work?"

"Heh, I think it was all just pretty words!"

Xie Zhenting agreed