Li Yeqi held her small hand. His life seemed smooth, but in reality, each step was difficult.
the deaths of Youran and Xiyuan placed a heavy shackle on his heart. For many years, he constantly believed that if he couldn't avenge them, how could he live in peace and happiness?
Yet she entered his life so unexpectedly, melting his frozen heart and making it beat for her. He thought, even if he carried a heavy burden, he had the right to happiness.
So what if she was Fu Xuan's daughter? She was her, and Fu Xuan was Fu Xuan. He understood that clearly.
Yan Luoxi was taken aback. "What obsession?"
"I'll tell you later," Li Yeqi said. "You need to recover quickly. I have a dream that I need you to help me fulfill."
Yan Luoxi was stunned. "What dream?"
Li Yeqi smiled like a fox, slightly squinting his eyes and said, "I want to put together a private, exclusive football team."
