Li Qiyu's gaze was dim; once the child was born, it was a life. She was the one who caused the current outcome, and she couldn't blame anyone else.
Leike pushed through the crowd, his arm draped with a shawl: "Young Lady, the air conditioning inside is quite strong; it's a bit chilly. You've just given birth, be mindful of your health."
Ye Zhilu cooperated by putting on the shawl: "Thank you for the trouble, Leike."
Leike glanced at Li Qiyu with a coldness in his eyes, filled with spite, "The banquet is nearly over, let's go."
"I've run into a friend and would like to chat with her a bit more."
"Choosing friends should be done wisely. Some people have malicious intentions, taking pleasure in revenge. Anyone close to her will end up with a broken family and destroyed life." Leike spoke with a double meaning, his gaze at Li Qiyu now filled with contempt, "People like the Young Lady must keep their eyes peeled to avoid being deceived."
