Han Luoli lazily stretched his legs, his expression unchanged.
Gu Xiaoer looked up at him, the faint curve at the corner of her mouth was sarcastic.
This man, while speaking about the important issues concerning the future of the Han Family, had the most indifferent expression, those features that looked as if they were looking down upon the world, despising everything, with every pore screaming "I don't care".
I don't care, but I'm going to take it back.
Gu Xiaoer chuckled to herself inwardly.
Da Luoluo's attitude was likely to infuriate those two phony people playing petty games until they were half-dead.
Sure enough, the faces of Han Zaijing and Wen Zhiyan instantly looked as if they'd swallowed something foul.
They had always thought that Han Luoli was so aloof that he wouldn't directly demand his inheritance rights. But unexpectedly, not only did he demand them, he did so in such a way that it was... infuriating.
