Back at the Li family home, as soon as Li Youxi stepped into the hall, the oppressive atmosphere made it hard for her to breathe. She saw Li Zhiqiang and Zhao Qian each sitting on a sofa, both with expressionless faces.
Feeling chaotic enough as it was, she really wasn't in the mood to take note of anyone else's mood, so she ignored Li Zhiqiang's stern face and headed straight upstairs.
"Stop right there, where did you run off to last night? You didn't come home all night, and you didn't pick up your phone! Smell yourself, the stench of alcohol on your clothes!"
Li Zhiqiang's tone was harsh as he frowned at the unpleasant smell emanating from Li Youxi. Although it had been a whole night, there was still a foul scent of alcohol lingering on her dress.
"Do you even care about me? I thought you only cared about the interests of the Li family!"
