Li Zheng, accompanied by a team of guards, took Li Xiaoyu to the place where Li Wanye was.
The Li family's estate was very large. Even though it accommodated many people related to Tang Xian, it still seemed spacious.
Only after walking through a long corridor with the style of a 16th-century Italian church could one catch a glimpse of a house hidden beyond the garden.
That was where Li Wanye usually worked.
When Li Zheng reached the yard outside the house, he stopped and, seeing Li Xiaoyu also sizing him up, wanted to say something.
With just a glance, Li Zheng felt a moment of bewilderment, unconsciously sensing that his sister seemed very distant from him.
"What is it, staring at me like that?" Li Xiaoyu said.
"Did you remember everything I warned you about?" Li Zheng said.
"I remembered, yeah. Don't worry about me. As for yourself, you should be more careful in the future."
