Wu Tian sat on the sofa without a word, quietly watching Ye Lan. Let's see what else this foolish woman has to say. It's like watching a clown on a circus stage.
Seeing that Wu Tian wasn't responding, Ye Lan mistook his silence for agreement and felt a surge of joy. In truth, I don't trust our current cosmetic formula either. I used it myself and small bumps appeared on my skin. We have to change the formula; it's the only way.
With this in mind, Ye Lan said, "Wu Tian, we are family. I'll give you shares and money, so how about you give your auntie the formula you gave to Xia Qian? Look, you researched for so long to come up with that formula. It must be managed by someone trustworthy to ensure your efforts weren't in vain."
"No," Wu Tian knew it was time for him to speak. "I just scribbled that formula down on a whim."
Ye Lan didn't believe him.
