'Li Aiguo seethed with regret. If he had known Su Qing would turn out like this, he never would have let that wretched spawn live.'
'He'd kept that little menace around, but then the Old Su Family had failed to keep her in line, allowing Su Qing to break free of their control. Now she was this defiant and unyielding. Looking back, he had really just shot himself in the foot.'
The regret gnawing at Li Aiguo was immense.
But regret was useless. The priority now was to smooth things over.
Li Aiguo quickly said, "Qingqing, you've misunderstood. I'm your own uncle, how could I possibly harm you? Who have you been listening to? They're clearly trying to drive a wedge between us."
"Heh." Su Qing gave a cold laugh. "What feelings are there between us to begin with?"
Li Aiguo choked, unsure how to respond. In all these years, his trip to the Northeast was, in fact, only the second time he had ever met Su Qing. To talk about feelings was complete nonsense.
