Was he talking about Su Ji?
Si Jingchuan's ears were pricked and he listened carefully.
"Fortunately, I also invested in my son's drama. They can't add a new role without my permission!"
Si Ke's voice was very deep, which sounded completely different from Si Jingchuan.
However, if one listened carefully, the two of them actually had similar voices.
"Don't try to persuade me. I don't care if my investment is wasted or not, I can't let Old Master Pei help his grandson get a wife. These are my father's last words before he passed!"
Si Jingchuan walked into the living room.
Si Ke was sitting on an eight-seater couch. The middle-aged man was as tall as Si Jingchuan, but he had a large body and looked very strong.
His dark skin was a stark contrast to Si Jingchuan's sickly pale complexion. He exuded an intimidating aura..
The sleeves on his arms were rolled up, revealing two big tattooed arms.
