"Me?!" Xia Lu was still stuffing a piece of boiled fish into her mouth, and she hurriedly chewed a couple of times before swallowing, "Grandma, you're not joking, are you?"
Grandma Zhou still stared at her, her expression seeming to say, do I look like I'm joking with you?
Xia Lu was momentarily confused, not knowing what to say that would be appropriate.
These two generations of the Zhou family were watching her, all for the sake of a ten percent share in a large corporation. The responsibility was indeed enormous.
She looked at Zhou Mingchen and noticed that he had no intention of helping her out of this situation.
"You don't need to look at him," Grandma Zhou said, "Before the child is born, you have complete decision-making authority."
But I don't want this kind of decision-making power at all! Xia Lu shouted in her mind. Right now, she just wanted to enjoy the boiled fish in front of her, spicy and appetizing.
