Lu Beiyuan's Adam's apple moved nervously, his voice trembling a little, "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about... Get up, Xingxing and the kid are waiting at home!"
Qiao Muye shook his head, "Lu Beiyuan, you're probably aware of how much assets I have. I've transferred everything to Xingxing's name, you help me... take good care of her and the child…"
"Dad!"
Lu Beiyuan took a deep breath, forcefully pulled the man up, ignoring his struggling, and supported him as they left.
"Let go of me!"
Qiao Muye was too grief-stricken to have any strength left to break free from Lu Beiyuan's grasp.
"Have you thought about how Xingxing would feel if you did this!"
Lu Beiyuan let go of him, his chest heaving up and down.
"What do you mean, 'leave it to me'? Aren't they your daughter and granddaughter?"
"As a father, as a grandfather, do you really plan to ignore them completely?"
