Luo Buzhuo, with a righteous indignation, spoke to the old woman beside him, "Mom, look at us now, we can't even live! How can this family let an outsider have control? I can't accept it!"
Madam Hua, with a grim face, although she didn't really want to speak, thinking of them as her own flesh and blood, couldn't help but say to the old master, "Although Bu and Buzhuo have made mistakes, they are still our own flesh and blood, perhaps we can..."
"Can? Can what?" The old master, furious, struck the ground with his cane. "Lazy and idle, is that what you call your own flesh and blood? When I was sick, what were you all thinking about? Dividing the inheritance! Who cared about this old man's life or death?!"
"But... Dad, I am your son!" Luo Buzhuo hadn't wanted to come either, but ever since Lin Xiao had come to his door and taken all his savings, his days had been worse than the last. He felt like he couldn't do anything, couldn't eat what he wanted, couldn't go where he wanted, couldn't even buy a new car to play with. How could he stand it? So he incited several of his siblings and came.
"You still have the nerve to talk."
Luo Qinghan had no intention of giving her uncles and aunts any face now. These people had been kicked out of the Luo family, and now they had the audacity to come back?
"Get out of the way, you're just an outsider, what right do you have to speak?" Luo Buzhuo immediately said.
"Is my dad not Grandpa's son, or am I not my dad's daughter?" Luo Qinghan sneered at her second uncle's words, "Or is it that Grandpa's recognized heir is you?"
After speaking, she looked over everyone who had come, then revealed a look of disdain. "To this day, there is still over thirty million that hasn't been returned to the family, all spent by you on food, drink, and entertainment. These things that never belonged to you, my not helping Grandpa retrieve them is the greatest leniency I can offer. And you, ungrateful?"
Well said.
Lin Xiao felt his wife was too domineering. Standing there, she exuded an aura of a strategist debating scholars. Of course, she wasn't Zhuge Liang, and her opponents were nothing more than incompetent fools.
"Daddy!" Xuan'er quickly ran over, hugging Lin Xiao's legs, and looked at him pitifully, "Daddy, they are so annoying... so noisy, Mommy doesn't have time to feed me anymore."
"Be good, Xuan'er, Daddy will chase them all away for you." Lin Xiao hugged the little girl, coaxing her as he walked to the front.
Seeing Lin Xiao approach, Luo Buzhuo and the others' expressions changed.
Everyone was now afraid of Lin Xiao. Whether it was Lin Xiao's decisive demeanor or the abilities he had shown, they were all a bit scared... If they truly couldn't live anymore, they wouldn't have come to cause trouble. Just now, they were still congratulating themselves that Lin Xiao wasn't around and they could quickly ask for some things.
Especially with the old woman helping them.
Who knew Luo Qinghan's attitude would be so firm, completely disregarding their feelings. The old master was also unyielding, as if he had completely cut ties with them.
"A bunch of people in their fifties and sixties," Lin Xiao stood beside Luo Qinghan, putting Xuan'er down. "Coming here like beggars, you have thick skin."