"Mom, they don't even take the Li family seriously anymore!"
Li Youxi was utterly infuriated. The Li family hadn't fallen yet, and they were already showing this disdain. Without the Quan family's support, they didn't take her seriously at all, an insult she had never experienced before.
"Youxi…"
Zhao Qian saw that Li Youxi's hand was clenched into a fist, her knuckles turning white, and knew she was exerting great effort to restrain herself.
"Zhao Qian, let her go!"
Li Zhiqiang's deep voice rose. He understood his daughter; if they forced her to stay any longer, the situation would surely get out of control. It was better to intervene earlier rather than to deal with the aftermath.
"Zhiqiang!"
Zhao Qian looked at Li Zhiqiang, puzzled, but he nodded, reaffirming, "Let her go. It's better if just the two of us stay here!"
