It's all Mu Xiaoran's damned woman's fault. She will definitely break her into pieces and make her miserable. She will definitely...
Seeing Mu Xiaoran come out, Kasefir hurried to greet him, his expression changing from cold to gentle. "Xiaoran, are you tired? Let's go home!"
"No, I have to go to class." She could no longer pretend to smile. She was so tired in this love tug-of-war...
"Then I'll go with you."
"No need, I'll just go by myself."
He watched her dragging her tired steps towards her office with difficulty, and his heart stung slightly. "Xiao Ran, when will you learn to fight back."
The anger in Lin Xiqi's eyes could almost burn the entire building. This damn bitch must have known that Phil was outside, so she didn't refute.
Who are you showing such a pitiful look to now?
Mu Xiaoran dragged his heavy steps to the classroom, looked at the ground and sat directly to his seat. "Teacher, class is ready."
Kaserud sat in a high position and looked at her from above. "From today on, you don't have to come to class."
She raised her head and looked at the intimidating old man in front of her. "Grandpa..."
"I am not your grandfather, and I will not recognize you as my granddaughter-in-law. There is only one candidate for my granddaughter-in-law, and that is Lin Xiqi." His tone was unquestionable, and his eyes made Mu Xiaoran unable to hide.
I felt that I was completely a clown in front of him, or a shameful existence.
"Isn't it just for the money? This is for you. You can fill it with as much as you want. After you take this, leave my grandson." He threw the money directly in her face.
Mu Xiaoran looked at the blank check thrown in front of him, feeling his eyes sore and sour, and even feeling like liquid was about to pour out of his eyes.
"As long as you fill in this control, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. Isn't this exactly what you want? Take this money and leave my grandson immediately." His tone sounded like he was giving alms to a beggar.
After snorting a few times, he left here.
Mu Xiaoran looked at the blank check on the table and tore it into pieces with both hands. Are the poor not human beings? Do the poor have no dignity? Do the poor deserve to be ridiculed or even insulted by them?
There is a feeling of resentment slowly sprouting in my heart.
When Cassifer learned that all the teachers had been invited away, he went directly to the president's former office. "Grandpa, should you give me an explanation about this?"
He raised his head and gave him a cold look. "Go out, knock on the door and come in."
"Grandpa, you have to explain this to me clearly."
"Get out, otherwise there's nothing to talk about."
Kasefir clenched his fists, turned around and walked out. "Dong dong..."
"Come in." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Kasselud's mouth.
Cassifer strode in and got straight to the point. "Grandpa, you'd better give me an explanation about this matter."
He looked at the documents on the table and found that his grandson's ability to do things was quite good. "Am I the president now, or are you the president?"
"you."
"Then this is the best explanation. I am the president and I have the final say."
Kasefir knew that grandpa had always had power. "Grandpa, this is related to her career development for the rest of her life."
"Then let me ask you, who allowed you to act so recklessly in the company before?" His words were direct and domineering.
Kasefir sat opposite him. "I am the president. I don't need anyone's permission to do things."