Duan Shuhua's face paled as she attempted to feign calm with a forced smile, "Xiao Yuan, there's no need to find our dad right now, his health still hasn't fully recovered..."
At the end of the day, she was just feeling guilty.
Less than three minutes had passed before Duan Shuhua and Duan Yuanhong skulked away dejectedly.
Outside the door, as the two stood near the wrought iron gate, they turned to glance back at the opulent and imposing Li Family villa. Duan Shuhua snorted, "I won't let this go so easily."
Duan Yuanhong shook his head and sighed, "Actually... Xiao Yuan didn't say anything wrong, this really has little to do with Qiaoqiao."
"'Little to do with it' my foot! Brother, have you been brainwashed by her too?" Duan Shuhua couldn't stand Duan Yuanhong's wavering stance and shot him a cold glance before getting into her car.
"Hey, Xiaohua..." Duan Yuanhong called out to her from behind, but Duan Shuhua, her face cold, drove away without a word.
