He then noticed that his son had disgracefully fainted and lost control of his bladder.
It was at this moment that Lin Xiao continued, looking at him, "I won't kill you, but that doesn't mean this matter is over."
Instantly, Luo Buwei tensed up completely. He quickly looked into Lin Xiao's eyes, daring not to speak.
However, Lin Xiao didn't speak, merely frowning. Looking at the foul-smelling mess on the ground, he couldn't help but say, "Your son's inner heat is quite severe... You clean this up first."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Luo Buwei hastily dragged his son out of the office and then nimbly began cleaning it.
Perhaps due to the pressure from Lin Xiao, his movements were surprisingly swift.
"I never knew my uncle could do housework?" Luo Qinghan had recovered significantly. She touched the spot where she had pressed her pen earlier, which was slightly bruised.
Lin Xiao reached out and gently caressed her neck. A warm current flowed.
Immediately, the bruised spot completely healed.
"You..."
Luo Qinghan felt no more stinging sensation from that spot.
Soon, the office was cleaned. Luo Buwei stood there with a fawning smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead, a mix of exhaustion and nervous perspiration.
"After this, you will return the money you owe." Lin Xiao looked at him. He knew that for such a person, being penniless would be more painful than losing their life.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Luo Buwei nodded repeatedly, his eyes darting. He'd keep a few million for himself and flee.
"It's a total of thirteen million two hundred thirty-two thousand one hundred fifty-three. You can keep the remaining change." Lin Xiao picked up his phone and looked at the figure that had been compiled from the investigation into Luo Buwei.
At this, Luo Buwei's expression changed. Why did Lin Xiao know the numbers better than he did himself?
"What's wrong? Unwilling to pay?" Lin Xiao sneered. "Or shall we proceed through legal channels? In this city, no one will be able to defend you."
Who would dare to defend him?
Alternatively, the current situation of the Luo family was apparent to many outsiders. Companies and families that had previously cooperated closely knew that within the Luo family, Luo Buwei was merely a figurehead, and Luo Qinghan was the one who handled affairs. Now, the true power of the Luo family rested with Luo Qinghan. No one would help Luo Buwei.
How could Luo Buwei refuse? Lin Xiao knew all this, which meant he had investigated thoroughly. He cried with a contorted face, "Can you... leave me a little to support my family?"
"What do you think?"
Lin Xiao held Luo Qinghan's hand. "After all these years, you've siphoned off so much. Not charging you interest is already the last of my mercy."
"Uncle, this is the last bit of dignity I can give you," Luo Qinghan sighed. "Luo Bing's tuition fees, I can cover. You can eat at home in the past. At least, as Grandpa's son, you won't starve."
"I also don't want to air our dirty laundry. This matter ends here. However, from now on, you are no longer my uncle."
Although Luo Qinghan wished this man dead, her grandfather was advanced in years, and she did not want to cause him the grief of a parent outliving their child.