His thought process was completely different from mine, but no matter how Li Jingming thought, Li Hanxian in this lifetime... would never have a chance to turn things around again.
Those properties would sooner or later be theirs.
He laughed excitedly, "Heaven really did save the best for last! Jingming, we are the ultimate winners."
Li Jingming sat lazily on the sofa, picked up a cup of iced tea, took a slow sip, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile without a word.
Winners...
It should be said that he was the chosen son of fortune.
After Li Wenhao was happy for a while, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly asked, "Jingming, have you found a woman you fancy yet??"
Li Jingming cast a sidelong glance with a ferocious expression. If it were anyone else, they would surely be scared enough to wet their pants, but Li Wenhao was used to it; his son might look like a bad guy, but deep down, he still had a conscience.
"Dad, why are you asking this?"
