Li Shaohui frowned, his face bearing a resemblance to the old master's, showing displeasure, "I will give you what I promised. If you keep pressuring me relentlessly, don't blame me for not considering our past."
Fang Hui's face turned ugly, "I am pressuring you relentlessly, Li Shaohui, do you even have a conscience? It was clear that you were supposed to marry me, but because Weng Lan comes from a better family, you abandoned me to marry her."
She closed in step by step, lamenting with grief, "I had a miscarriage for you, and even went to great lengths to marry your brother, just to help you seize control of the Li Family. And now you say these things to hurt me, do you think I, Fang Hui, am that easy to bully?"
"What are you implying?" Li Shaohui's face changed color.
