Ye Zhilu's facial expression stiffened slightly as Li Qiyu spoke with the same tone someone might use while introducing a skin care product.
"Men, it's normal for them to seek sustenance. As long as he knows who are the songbirds and who is his queen," Li Qiyu sneered, looking downstairs, "Whoever was bad-mouthing me just now, own up and slap yourself."
"..."
"Mrs. Bo is also someone you all can disparage at will?" Li Qiyu's aura obliterated all before her, instantly. Had these people of the Li family had enough? Did they heal and forget the pain so quickly that they had already forgotten the lesson she taught them?
Instantly, the Li family members present all wilted.
Indeed, which Young Master in a wealthy family didn't look around for something to indulge in? But only the person at home had true life-and-death power.
