Luoyu couldn't understand and didn't bother to think deeply.
But when it came to inherent weaknesses, she didn't think this term could be used for the head of the family.
Calling him cunning as a fox and shrewd with long-term plans seemed more appropriate.
...
On the other side, Li Qiao and Shang Yu arrived at the entrance of the tea room, where Old Xiao, having waited for some time, greeted them with excitement. He opened the door and cheerfully said, "Eldest Young Master, Young Madam, guess who's here."
Li Qiao followed the gradually opened wooden door and saw the two people sitting opposite Shang Zonghai, who also turned their heads simultaneously, "Qiaoqiao!"
"Mom, Dad..."
Li Qiao's eyes trembled slightly as she looked at Mr. and Mrs. Li standing up, her voice inexplicably choked.
It had been a long time since she last saw them.
Duan Shuyuan hurried to Li Qiao's side, too rushed to greet Shang Yu, and held her hands to examine her, "Sweetheart, are you okay?"
