Zhu Miaoyue sadly wiped her tears and lamented, "No matter what, we have to find a way to save Shengsheng first. Hurry up and contact Li Jingming to see what he really wants to do."
Li Jinghong was still smoking, not saying a word.
Zhu Miaoyue got a little anxious and urged, "Did you hear what I said? Don't always pretend to be deaf."
"I heard you, I heard you, stop talking nonsense."
It was also very late now, so Zhu Miaoyue took the two adorable little ones upstairs to rest. She was worried all night long, wondering when the Li family would have peaceful days.
Forget it, the wealthy circles have always been full of dark currents, never peaceful. Every day they must walk on thin ice, carefully making their way through life.
All she hoped for was to have a calm and happy life once the current troubles were resolved.
Even though Rong Shengsheng wasn't home, Miaomiao and Qinqin still had to go to school on time.
