Li Sihe's question provoked a disdainful snort from Li Tingmo.
"Even though Shen Jinci dotes on Bian Yue, he cannot treat Lixing as a joke. Being in his position, if Bian Yue can let go, why must he care and provoke everyone? For him, the losses outweigh the gains."
Li Tingmo said this, looking seriously at Li Sihe, "You just heard what Bian Yue said too. I advise you to give up early and not harbor any more delusions!"
Li Sihe did not respond to Li Tingmo, his expression silent, merely covering his fist and coughing softly.
Su Youxue came down from upstairs and seeing Li Sihe's frail appearance, approached with heartache, "Mr. Li, let me take you upstairs to rest."
Li Sihe let Su Youxue support him as they walked upstairs.
Li Tingmo watched their retreating figures with a frown of displeasure...
Shen Family Mansion, study room.
The sun was at its peak.
