Ye Tianxin was still young, but Li Qingcang wasn't as young.
Men his age were generally full of energy.
It was hard for him to control his temper!
What if Li Qingcang really did something to Ye Tianxin. What could he do about it?
Li Qingcang's eyes darkened as he thought, 'My uncle really took my aunt's words as imperial decree.'
Now he didn't even get time to spend with Ye Tianxin?
This was just too much for him.
"My uncle called me, and I'm going out. You go to bed early."
Ye Tianxin smiled and nodded with love in her eyes.
They couldn't do anything about it. Who made his father a Slave to his wife?
"Brother Li, good night."
