"Call the police, what police would he call? You're his mom, he definitely wouldn't," Zhang Yanlin shook his head and said.
That kid really called the police, then he wouldn't acknowledge him as his child ever again.
After Zhang Yuhua had spoken, she immediately regretted it. Her own son wouldn't harm her.
"Okay, stop thinking about this. Zhiguo is also old enough. What could happen? Don't worry too much.
I'm heading out to Beijing tomorrow to discuss business. Are you coming?" Zhang Yanlin asked his wife patiently.
Zhang Yuhua immediately nodded her agreement. She had to go, she couldn't let her husband talk business alone with that kid.
What if that kid played the sentiment card with her husband, and her husband, feeling soft-hearted, secretly gave away part of the store shares behind her back?
That store was supposed to be for Zhiguo, and it would be Zhiguo's property in the future.
"I'll go, I'll start packing right now."
