“I don’t want to walk. I want to sleep,” Li Jianyue whined. She had a puppy-dog expression on her face as she hugged Li Mosen’s arms tightly.
Li Sicheng and his wife, Su Qianci, had already put some distance between them and those behind them. Yu Chulin and Li Jianqian were close on the elderly couple’s heels. They too soon disappeared into the distance.
At the rear, Li Mosen and Li Jianyu were walking at a slow pace.
It wasn’t the first time that the two had found themselves all alone. In every such moment, Li Mosen felt a strange sense of happiness.
Li Mosen felt content in his heart, particularly when the young lady was coy with him. Nothing in the world could replace that feeling for him.
Under the street lamps, fatigue was evident on the young lady’s tender face.
Li Mosen glanced at her before looking at the group in front of them. He pursed his lips and asked, “Do you want to become like Moyun?”
Li Jianyue wailed. She clutched Li Mosen’s arms tightly and straightened her body. As Li Jianyue stumbled long, part of her body still leaned on Li Mosen. “I wouldn’t have eaten so much if I had known this would happen. It’s all your fault! Why did you have to cook the food so well and make the dipping sauces so tasty? You’re the reason that I overeat and suffer from indigestion. Ugh.”
Li Mosen looked at her in exasperation. “You’re blaming me now?”
“Yes, yes, yes! It’s all your fault!”
Li Mosen was helpless against Li Jianyue. He looked down at her indulgently. “Fine, I’ll make sure to keep an eye on you next time. I’ll make sure that you don’t overeat.”
“Okay,” Li Jianyue pouted her lips and mumbled, “Whatever.”
Li Mosen had said the same thing to her many times before. But it hadn’t stopped him from cooking too much for her this time around too.
What a liar.
Li Jianyue was determined to maintain her kind personality. She wasn’t about to call him out on his bold promises.
It would be horrible if he stopped cooking for her.
Li Jianyue thought herself shrewd in her calculations. Little did she realize that Li Mosen had already noticed her eyeballs shifting around. His smile deepened further as he stared at her face.
It would be pretty blissful if they could continue like this.
When they finally got into the car and reached home, Li Jianyue’s indigestion had mostly eased. Cheerily, she went to her room.
Li Mosen was about to follow her upstairs when he heard Su Qianci call out, “Mosen.”
Li Mosen stopped and turned to face her. “Yes, Mom?”
Su Qianci stood at the entrance of the corridor. “Come to your father’s study for a moment.”
For some inexplicable reason, Li Mosen began to panic.
Since Li Mosen was a child, Li Sicheng had always been strict with him.
The way he was strict was different when it came to Li Mosen compared with Li Jianqian and Li Jianyue. Undoubtedly, he was sometimes stern with them and would admonish them, too. If Li Jianqian was disobedient, Li Sicheng would not spare the rod either.
But Li Sheng had never concealed his love and affection for them. He was always a bit more patient with them.
When it came to Li Mosen, there was always an invisible wall.
Li Mosen knew this very well. Over the years, Li Mosen had always made it a point to know his position and not overstep his boundaries.
He wasn’t particularly close to Li Sicheng. Naturally, Li Sicheng rarely called him into his study.
Li Mosen’s heart raced wildly when he heard what Su Qianci said.
Li Mosen nodded his head and maintained his outward expression. He followed Su Qianci into Li Sicheng’s study.
When he had entered the study, Su Qianci closed the door behind him.
Li Sicheng was seated behind his desk in the study. He was sorting out some paintings that Su Qianci had created a couple of days ago.
Li Mosen looked at the man and greeted him. “Dad.”
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