Having him scheme against Pei Qian, Fang Li still felt some hesitation in his heart. Pei Qian knew martial arts, and even if that were not the case, every time she went out, she was accompanied by maids and guards. She wasn't someone you could get close to if you weren't trained in the martial arts.
After all, it wasn't his own home, so when Fang Liuming saw Fang Hui making eye contact with his father, he guessed that there was something going on. He quickly washed up and changed his clothes to come out.
When Fang Hui saw him come out, she immediately stopped talking and changed the subject, asking Fang Li if he would also take a bath, "Taking a bath before sleep will make you feel more comfortable."
Fang Li glanced at his tall and sturdy eldest son, his gaze darkening as he rose to take a bath. It had been hard to raise a promising son, and yet this son didn't care at all for his father!
