Lin Xiaoguai was somewhat speechless; her second aunt's rice wine always had a strong kick. And she certainly didn't believe it was a mere coincidence that Shen Chi had "just happened" to encounter Mr. Su; that man definitely had it all planned out!
She sighed. Poor Su Qianqian was really caught in the crossfire. Although Lin Xiaoguai didn't feel guilty, she still felt somewhat uneasy about it. If it were twenty years later, such an incident would've been insignificant, but now it was a matter of life and death, and Su Qianqian could not afford to delay any longer.
"You don't need to worry about this; I'll handle it," Shen Chi said, noticing her thoughts and patting her head.
That was all she could do. Lin Xiaoguai thought helplessly.
At this moment, the Li Family's home was filled with gloom. Li Kun, having sobered up, was chain-smoking one cigarette after another, filling the room with choking smoke. Liang Yuwei didn't bother him, silently lying on the table, feigning death.
