You’ve Come, Little Brother

"Fine!" Old Madam Li was actually laughing in frustration! "Very well!"

As she had imagined, all the men of the Li family were romantics.

"Get out! I can't stand your face right now!" She yelled, turning away from her grandson.

When the door was closed, Old Madam Li clutched her own chest while her aged eyes narrowed dangerously.

***

Ji Jianing was waiting agitatedly downstairs, and was about to go crazy with the hot and humid weather.

She really wanted to know what they were talking about upstairs.

That was when Li Shaoling came downstairs leisurely.

"Shaoling!" Ji Jianing's eyes brightened and she leaped towards him.

However, even before she could reach him, her narrow neck was abruptly caught by a strong, huge hand.

"Shao… Ling…" Ji Jianing's face flushed red in suffocation.