Li Shiping sighed, "When his mood gets better, I'll try to persuade him."
"Sis, you don't blame me for not agreeing to his request, do you?" Seeing Li Shiping's current appearance, Li Yue regretted immensely. He should have been firmer, even if it meant she would hate him, he should have stopped her from marrying Wan Dongcheng.
"How could I?" Li Shiping said, "I know you want to help him. It's Dongcheng's proposal that was too excessive. This isn't your fault."
She knew her husband was ambitious beyond his capabilities, always dreaming of instant success, believing he was talented but unwilling to take practical steps.
"Though I don't like him, for your sake, I wanted to help him. I was planning to let him start as a store manager, then gradually promote him once he gained some experience."
Speaking of this, Li Yue grew even angrier.
