"Nothing happened. If I have to say, it might be… Young Master Li seemed to have fought with someone…"
Ye Qingqiu's face turned cold and she stood up from the sofa.
"How could he have fought with someone? Are you sure?"
The driver nodded firmly. "I saw with my own eyes that his face was injured. Miss Xu'er even bought him medicine…"
Ye Qingqiu frowned and threw the pillow on the sofa with a cold expression. She picked up her phone and said to Ye Jianyun,
"I'll go and visit him. Dad, rest early!"
As she spoke, she walked towards the door.
Ye Jianyun had no chance to stop her. "The kitchen is heating up your milk…"
He didn't get Ye Qingqiu's response.
Ye Jianyun hurriedly waved at the driver and asked him to follow Ye Qingqiu.
Li Tingshen had dinner alone. When he returned home, he went upstairs to rest.
