Li Beicheng's anger flared, and putting down the buzzing phone, he couldn't bring himself to say a word with his cold expression.
After all, the uproar on Weibo was orchestrated by Yan Shuirou single-handedly. Knowing full well that Yan Xiaye almost spat blood in frustration over the incident, how could he have the face to ask her to forgive Shuirou?
Even if he made that request, Yan Xiaye wouldn't agree, and she would end up hating him, to think of starting over was nothing but a pipe dream.
He didn't want to see Yan Xiaye suffer anymore, but he couldn't just watch Shuirou undergo hardship either.
The younger uncle had impulsively presented this dilemma to him, with the sole purpose concerning Yan Xiaye.
Could it be, the younger uncle actually felt something for Yan Xiaye...
