Upon hearing this, An Likang muttered, "It's not like I did it on purpose back then. How was I supposed to know some people were such gossips?"
"You still have the nerve to mention it," An Lizheng snorted.
An Likang pursed his lips. An Zhiqian quickly interjected, "Right now, we need to focus on solving the immediate problem."
"Fine. Zhi Qian, you go make the arrangements." An Lizheng nodded, then shot An Likang a glare and warned, "I'm telling you, drink less from now on."
"I know, I know." An Likang felt a keen sense of embarrassment at being scolded in front of his nephew, but he knew he was in the wrong. The incident back then… If he hadn't run his mouth while drunk, the old master and madam would never have learned the truth. And if they hadn't learned the truth, control of the An Family's enterprise might be in his and his brother's hands right now.
