"Um."
Li Sicheng responded, carefully put the paintings in his hand into the drawer, and said, "Sit down, I want to chat with you."
Li Mosen became even more nervous for a moment.
Such scenes have happened before, but without exception, every time I have a different feeling.
This time, Li Sicheng seemed a little serious, which made people tense up and take it seriously.
Li Mosen sat down on the chair in front of Li Sicheng's desk with a standard sitting posture and a straight back.
Li Sicheng knew that he had already formed a habit, so he didn't care and said, "I heard that you want to apply to Kangda?"
Li Mosen had told Li Jianyue about this matter, so it was no surprise that he knew about it. He nodded calmly and said, "Yes, Dad, I want to apply to Kangda and stay in Kangcheng."
"You should know that with your qualifications and talents, it's a bit of a waste for you to stay in Kangda." Li Sicheng looked at him, his usual sharp eyes sweeping away indifferently.
Li Mosen couldn't help but straighten his back and said, "I don't want to leave Cannes."
"Why?"
"Because I grew up in Cannes, I can't bear to leave."
Li Sicheng listened to this without saying anything.
Just at this moment, Su Qianci made a few cups of calming tea and brought them over. She inexplicably felt that the relationship between the father and son was a bit stiff.
An Jing brought the tea over, and Su Qianci sat next to Li Sicheng, waiting for their conversation to continue.
"Qianqian," Li Sicheng suddenly said, "Help me close the door."
Su Qianci felt something was wrong, but she still went to close the door.
The moment the door closed, Li Sicheng's voice was heard, "Do you not want to leave Kangcheng, or do you not want to leave Ersu?"
Li Mosen's heart suddenly felt like it was grabbed by something.
In just a moment, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Li Mosen's back.
Su Qianci was so smart that she immediately heard the hidden meaning in the words.
Her heart was pounding, and Su Qianci immediately turned around, looking at Li Sicheng in disbelief.
At this moment, Li Sicheng's eyes were sharp and incisive as she faced Li Mosen directly. The aura she had accumulated over the years in a high position was fully revealed at this moment. Even she herself could hardly withstand such intimidation.
What's more, Mason is just a child.
At this moment, Li Mosen was looking at Li Sicheng in shock. He quickly lowered his eyes to hide his panic and said, "Dad, is there anything different?"
Li Mosen lowered his deep blue eyes and clenched his hands.
But he knew that he looked too guilty now.
The secret that had been hidden in her heart for many years had nowhere to hide under Li Sicheng's pressure.
Su Qianci frowned, walked towards Li Sicheng and patted him lightly on the shoulder.
The aura around Li Sicheng subsided a little.
Li Mosen finally felt that he had some breathing space, but at this moment, beads of sweat had already seeped out of his palms and back, and even his forehead, completely exposing his nervousness.
He knew he was finished.
Sure enough, he heard Li Sicheng say, "You've known since childhood that you're not Er Su's biological brother, right?"
Mason pursed his lips.
Of course he knew, he had known it since he was a child.
Everyone around him reminded him that he was not a biological child of the Li family, he was not Li Sicheng's biological child, he was just the product of a heinous woman's affair in a foreign country.
So, he lived carefully until he grew up, and carefully hid his little thoughts...
(End of this chapter)