Chapter 1390: Chapter 1390: Slap in the Face Hard
This style is indeed overbearing and aggressive, bordering on sheer irrationality. But no one dared to blame him, because he had the capital to be this arrogant. After all, with business deals worth billions, if he didn’t approach the Hua Group, the ones suffering losses would be them.
"This..." Huffman hadn’t even spoken yet.
Yiren couldn’t hold back anymore. She hadn’t expected the Ji Family’s leader to be so audacious, and right in front of her, blatantly supporting Ye Lu, ignoring her entirely.
"Mr. Ji Mo, you’re a guest here, and I respect you. But don’t go too far, thinking that your power can interfere with matters of inheritance within our Hua Group. This is internal business for our group. Please don’t stick your nose in it. Our Hua Group isn’t so easily threatened!" she declared with righteous indignation.
"That’s right."
Ivanov also stared coldly at Ji Mo, the malice in his heart nearly palpable.
"Ji Mo, you can’t mix public and private matters like this. Yes, I’m your opponent, but that doesn’t mean you can suppress my adopted daughter just to help Ye Lu out of spite. You’re lacking class by doing this. Our feud shouldn’t involve the younger generation. If you want a fight, come at me openly and directly!"
"Hahaha!" Ji Mo laughed wildly, as if he’d heard the most absurd joke, and replied coldly, "Ivanov, what kind of joke are you making? You’ve long been my defeated foe. I never even considered you worthy of attention. Rest assured, I have no interest in quarreling with a loser."
"You—" Ivanov was so enraged his face turned pale, nearly triggering a heart attack.
This arrogant bastard had the audacity to humiliate him like this.
"Father!" Yiren quickly held down the furious Ivanov. At such a critical moment, they couldn’t afford to act rashly and lose dignity. She lowered her voice, "Let him revel for a while longer. We still have Old Ross supporting us! No matter how capable this nouveau riche might be, he can’t possibly beat Old Ross, a titan of the old-world elite."
Ivanov, hearing this, calmed down slightly. Hmph, he still had Old Ross as his ace in the hole. If he couldn’t personally defeat this bastard Ji Mo, he could simply borrow Old Ross’s blade to teach this punk a lesson.
"Hmph." Ivanov turned his head and flashed a meaningful smile at Old Ross. "Why don’t we hear why Uncle Ross has decided to attend the banquet tonight?"
Huffman’s eyes gleamed sharply. This was the final trump card. If it belonged to Yiren, then the situation would end in a stalemate. But if it favored Ye Lu—hah! That would be an earth-shattering upheaval!
The surrounding executives and guests instinctively held their breath. The entire venue fell silent. An inexplicable tension filled the air as if everyone was watching an immense gamble, awaiting the final reveal. Their nerves were stretched tight; the atmosphere was suffocating.
"I, this old man, also heard about the Hua Group’s inheritance contest and found it quite intriguing," Old Ross began leisurely.
Yiren’s face lit up with joy, unable to contain her excitement.
Old Ross was about to vindicate her and ruthlessly humiliate Ye Lu. She was eager to see how that wretched woman got crushed.
"I think, as an elder, it’s only right for me to support my grandson’s wife!" Old Ross spoke with an earth-shattering declaration and a cheerful smile.
Everyone present was dumbfounded. Grand—son—’s—wife? They couldn’t make sense of this bizarre revelation. Completely baffled, they wondered if they’d misheard. Since when did the Hua Group have such an unfathomable connection with the Ross Family?
Could it be that Old Ross wanted Yiren to marry his grandson as his wife? Ugh, Yiren’s luck seemed almost too good to be true, landing herself such a massive windfall.
Yiren immediately grasped the situation. Her face turned crimson with embarrassment.
