Wu Chufeng didn't care what Wu Wanqing was thinking.
In his eyes, she was nothing more than an ant. Why waste too much emotion on an ant?
Having reached his current position, he had long understood that power was the most important thing.
Everyone in the family would try to curry favor with his father.
And Wang Cuihua, who managed the household, could decide whether he ate his fill or went hungry.
The Emperor, with his supreme authority, could erase a lifetime of Wu Daniu's struggles with a single sentence.
Therefore, someone like Wu Wanqing—a widow who was merely a daughter and mother relying solely on Wu Daniu's favoritism—was completely useless.
Just an ant.
The fate of an ant was decided by a single word from a man of power like him.
In the current Wu Family, he was the one in power.
So what if his father, Wu Daniu, had relinquished this position to him?
He had calculated this outcome from the very day he brought Ji Xiaosong through the Wu Family's gates.
