The nephew he wholeheartedly protected seemed... seemed to be quite clever, was he... was he perhaps overly worried?
Li Ronghuan looked at Li Jinnian, who had pulled him and then grabbed the vase, a hint of deep contemplation in his eyes.
"Uncle, did you pay for this?" Li Jinnian asked, holding the vase.
Li Ronghuan shook his head, "No, there were plans, but they haven't been carried out yet."
Then it belonged to the Li family. Li Jinnian let go of the vase and with a "crash," it fell to the highly polished marble floor and shattered into pieces.
The sound of breaking suddenly made Li Tianhao's heart jump violently and also caused the room's door that had been opened to quietly close again. Du Jiayi, with a joyous expression, whispered, "Grandma, big uncle, little uncle, Li Jinnian, the three of them are quarreling. You should rest well and let those three quarrel; it will save you some worry."
