"What big trouble?" Mi Shen retorted.
Li Fengchang wrapped his arm around her waist, letting her sit on his lap, his broad fingers gently resting on her lower abdomen, "Tomorrow night, there's a banquet at the old mansion. Do you want to go?"
"The old mansion?" Mi Shen pondered briefly before understanding, "Is Uncle organizing it?"
She knew it; neither Li Fengyu nor Li Jinwei were up to any good, and now with Li Sheng thrown into the mix, they'd have their hands full.
"Mhm." Li Fengchang seemed tired, burying his head in the nape of her neck.
These days, whenever he was tired, he'd habitually lean on her, breathing in her scent until he could completely relax.
"What kind of tricks are they planning to play this time?" Mi Shen furrowed her brows and asked.
"Celebrating Li Sheng taking over the Li Family's company."
Mi Shen fell silent.
The old master's will had stipulated that the Li Family's assets would be transferred to Li Sheng.
