But when he saw the relief on Li Jianyue's face, all these words disappeared in his mouth.
Li Jianyue sniffed. Even though there were traces of tears on her face, she looked relaxed, obviously a completely different person from just now.
Li Mosen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
He turned around and said in a cheerful tone, "Don't think too much. I thought something was wrong. It's just a small matter."
Li Jianyue was completely relieved and felt extremely annoyed. "Yeah, this is simply impossible. I'm so stupid. Woo..."
Li Mosen's heart seemed to be scratched again.
He couldn't stay any longer and reluctantly said, "Take a shower and go to bed early. I'm leaving."
"oh."
When Mason came out, he moved very quickly.
Where Li Jianyue couldn't see, his eyes were slightly red and his hands were trembling slightly.
Li Mosen looked up and saw Li Jianqian.
Li Jianqian looked at Li Mosen, was silent for a moment, and said, "What happened?"
"Nothing." Li Mosen said casually and prepared to leave.
Li Jianqian said, "This doesn't seem like nothing. Let's talk about it."
"I said, it's nothing!" Li Mosen's tone was slightly lowered, with displeasure and warning.
Li Jianqian was stunned.
It seems that Mason's temper is much worse than he thought.
I have never seen him lose his temper since he was a child. It turns out that I just haven't encountered him before.
Li Jianqian clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Dad is calling you."
Li Mosen paused.
"I don't know what it is, but looking at Dad's expression, it doesn't look like he wants to chat with you."
Li Mosen looked at Li Jianqian with gloomy eyes.
Li Jianqian spread his hands.
Li Mosen pursed his lips even tighter, and he took big strides and walked towards the study.
Li Sicheng was indeed there.
Su Qianci was writing in the study, twirling the brush, and her handwriting was gentle and beautiful.
And Li Sicheng was right beside her, grinding for her. At a casual glance, they looked like a couple in a painting.
Su Qianci had a slight smile on her face, and her face, which looked very similar to Li Jianyue's, was filled with a gentle glow. When she saw Li Mosen, she said, "Mosen is here."
Li Sicheng then looked towards Li Mosen. The gentleness on his face faded slightly. He turned his head towards Li Mosen with a slightly serious expression.
Li Mosen walked in, "Dad, Mom."
Su Qianci put the pen down and stepped aside. She carefully pinched the corners of the calligraphy brush and let it blow in the air. The ink dried quickly.
Li Sicheng sat in the main seat and asked casually, "Did you have a fight with Er Su?"
"No." Li Mosen was obviously in a low mood.
With this appearance, how could it not be there
Li Sicheng didn't care and casually packed up the inkstone for Su Qianci. Unexpectedly, he heard Li Mosen say, "Dad, I've thought about it."
Li Sicheng and Su Qianci both looked over with surprise on their faces.
Li Mosen seemed to be struggling, with pain evident in his eyes. He opened his mouth, as if he couldn't make up his mind, but in the end, he closed his eyes, as if he had made a resolute decision, and said, "I am willing to go abroad."
Li Sicheng looked at him deeply, "Have you thought it through?"
Su Qianci's originally gentle and smiling eyes turned into worry, and she subconsciously looked at her husband.
Li Sicheng's face remained calm as he looked at Li Mosen in front of him without saying anything.
Li Mosen struggled, but he no longer had the courage to speak.
He did not want.
(End of this chapter)