Qiao An's dark expression softened as she waited quietly for the old man to continue.
"Well, a few months ago, I had a physical. Unfortunately, I have lung cancer. I'm on the brink of death, so I'll spill my guts to you."
"An'an, I was blinded by greed a few years ago and felt that my son, Xiaoran, had become a poor doctor. I looked down on him. In order to punish him, I distributed all my assets to my other descendants, but he didn't receive a single stitch of my inheritance."
At this point, the old man sighed in disappointment. "But now, I understand many things. The descendants of the Li family are all fighting for fame and fortune. They don't care about their bloodline and kinship and fight openly and secretly. Only Xiao Ran is the most honest and affectionate. However, his foundation in the Li family is not deep. If I leave, I'm afraid he will be devoured by these wolves and leopards of the Li family.
