"Zhixi has returned to her room. I came to talk to you on her behalf."

Hearing what the other party said, Li Zhenyu looked carefully: "Jiang Zhiyuan?"

"You should call me aunt, no one taught you manners?"

Hearing her angry words, Li Zhenyu burst into laughter: "Whatever you want to say, just say it!"

"Li Zhenyu, Zhixi is afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you. You'd better..."

Li Zhenyu suddenly turned sideways, putting his face in front of her eyes, and the breath on the tip of his nose was mixed together.

The strong male hormones made Jiang Zhiyuan sluggish, and her expression was full of panic.

Satisfied, Li Zhenyu sat back and said with a faint smile: "Look, you are still afraid."

"..." Jiang Zhiyuan choked for a moment.

She had been preparing for a long time and wanted to say what she had been holding back.

However, the original target should be Li Qiu.

But she really didn't have the courage to face that man.

I am also worried that the other party will be angry with my little sister because of me.

I thought that the brat I used to be would be easier to fool, but I didn't expect that he would be as domineering as that man.

"Hey, no matter what, I am also an elder, shouldn't you respect me more?"

"Hey, aunt, can we talk now?" Jiang Zhiyuan's perfunctory performance in coaxing the child made Jiang Zhiyuan even more angry.

But she still suppressed her personal emotions and did everything for her little sister.

"Your father has three women. The eldest lady is a legitimate mistress. Your mother is the luckiest. She is pregnant with you. She is the only male in the Li family. Only our family Zhixi is suffering..."

Li Zhenyu rested his chin on his hand and looked out the window. Li Zhenyu was not interested in the past events she was talking about.

"In any case, she is also your father's woman. To her..."

"So?" The endless chatter made Li Zhenyu a little annoyed.

Turning to look at Jiang Zhiyuan who was interrupted and at a loss, Li Zhenyu sarcastically said: "Did I cause this?"

"If you really want to vent your anger on your sister, you should go find that man above instead of wasting time here."

It's not him, Li Zhenyu, who brought Jiang Zhixi to his current situation. Why are you telling him this!

Is it because he looks weaker than that man and easier to bully?

"You are the heir of the Li family. Of course Zhixi must care about what you think. She..."

"She doesn't need to care about what I think. She just needs to live her own life with Xiumei. No one will compete with her. Are you satisfied?"

Jiang Zhiyuan was overjoyed and a little surprised at the same time.

He was making a promise to ensure his little sister's future life, and it would not change even if he inherited the Li family.

Is that so? Jiang Zhiyuan couldn't believe it.

"Well, is this a promise?" Jiang Zhiyuan asked cautiously.

"Even so!" Li Zhenyu frowned, why hasn't Director An come over yet?

"Yes, it is, no..." Jiang Zhiyuan still wanted to get an accurate answer.

The next second, a big hand pinched the cheek, and the flaming red lips turned into a zero shape.

"My patience is limited. That man is not the only one who knows how to possess. Do you want to give it a try?"

Seeing his aggressive face, Jiang Zhiyuan was frightened and hurriedly backed away.

He put his back firmly on the car door, turned around and pulled the handle, jumped out of the car, and ran all the way into the auxiliary building.

After adjusting his somewhat messy suit, Li Zhenyu was finally able to think quietly about the problem.

When I came back this time, my performance was perfect.

However, the results were somewhat unsatisfactory and ran counter to what he wanted to achieve.

However, this way you don’t have to worry about exposing yourself as a ‘fake’.

As for Jiang Zhiyuan's desperate temptation, Li Zhenyu didn't take it to heart at all.

Someone will let her know what rules to follow in this family.

'I hope she won't be implicated, as such a beautiful woman should be sad.'

Li Zhenyu looked towards the annex building. The window of the beautiful room was still lit with lights.

Find some time and invite her to Seoul to relax.

The Rongchang Construction that Qian Jingtai mentioned should be the property of my uncle's family if I remember correctly.

I originally wanted to talk to him, but now I'd better ask Director An to convey the message.

Finally, the subprime mortgage crisis…

If he still doesn't take it seriously, Li Zhenyu won't do anything else.

Anyway, whether he makes arrangements or not, this debt will be settled on his head.

Who would believe that a good-for-nothing son who had been away from home for five years and worked in a menial job could see through the crisis behind prosperity and gain huge profits as a result.

Everyone would think that they would blame this matter on him.

I am just a puppet pushed to the stage by that man.

Whether he likes it or not, he has to shoulder the blame.

The difference is only active and passive, which is really difficult for Lao Qiu.

"President, Chief An is here."

"Come up here, let's talk."

On the top floor of the main building, Li Qiu stood in front of the study window and stared at the cars next to the fountain turntable.

Chief An had been sitting in the car for five minutes. What on earth were the two talking about?

Ring, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, I'm Li Qiu."

"President, I have something to report to you."

"I don't want to hear it, you can figure it out yourself!"

Director An had no choice but to smile bitterly, glanced at Li Zhenyu who turned his head to the other side, and said to himself, 'This father and son are too torturous.'

"I'm afraid I have to tell you about this matter. I can't make the decision."

Li Qiu didn't speak. As a close confidant, Chief An understood that this was the president's last stubbornness.

"Master Zhenyu would like to ask you to come forward and warn Rongchang Construction about the Angel Garden.

"If he doesn't want to come forward, I will go talk to my aunt in person. If there is any unpleasantness, I will ask him not to interfere."

"..." Director An became even more depressed, wondering whether he should get out of the car and report.

It's obviously only up and down the stairs, so why does he have to be the microphone?

"Please don't interrupt me." Director An expressed his position to him, always giving the president a step back.

Otherwise, this conversation will be aborted again.

"In addition, regarding the subprime mortgage crisis, the young master mentioned some details, and I will ask the secretary's office to focus on them."

Regarding Rongchang Construction, Director An had reported all the details before he came.

Li Zhenyu already had all the information before he even found CEO Qian.

Li's attention to him never stopped.

"that is it."

Li Qiu's answer was concise and clear, as if he didn't care about these trivial matters at all.

But Chief An could still tell from his tone that he was different from the past.

"Master, the president has understood your thoughts. Is there anything else you need to convey?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Qiu, who was holding the phone, was waiting expectantly.

"Don't die too early, otherwise the Li family will fall into the hands of useless descendants like me. I can't guarantee what will happen to his woman, so you can get off the bus."

Director An opened the door and got out of the car silently. He didn't need to convey this sentence himself, the president should have heard it clearly.

After watching the car drive away, Director An put the phone to his ear again: "President, you heard me."

Li Qiu smiled brightly and said: "You are obviously looking for so many women like me, but you are using women to threaten me."

"Does he think I really care about women? Haha, hahaha..."

Chief An stood there. At this time, the president did not need any answer. He just wanted to listen quietly.
To be continued...