Both father and son were investigated, and their fate was foreseeable.
That was the biggest seismic event in the imperial capital that year. Trees fell and hozens scattered, implicating countless families wherever they went.
The relationship between Li Yinze and Ning Ting is not a secret. Many people want to use this to tear down the Li family, but they can't find the slightest clue about the Li family and his son.
On the contrary, Li Yinze's second brother got an opportunity in this turmoil and took a step forward.
The situation of the Ning and Li families is so contrasting that it can be compared to having weddings and weddings going on at the same time, and all kinds of crazy talk is going on in the circle.
Li Yinze remained calm throughout the whole process and seemed not to be affected in any way. However, the calmer he became, the more worried everyone became.
No one dared to ask how he and Ning Ting were doing.
Things were a little easier for Ning Ting's brother, so he got home early.
That night, Li Yinze didn't go home.
Li Anxin sat in the room, looking at the cold moonlight, waiting every minute.
Until early in the morning, there was movement downstairs.
She subconsciously stood up, but bumped into the table leg. She bent over in pain and did not open the door immediately.
Just as I opened the door, I heard Li Yinze's voice.
"Tangtang, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Li Anxin paused in opening the door and did not go out.
At this time, let the simple-minded child talk to him.
Outside
Zhou Tang was wearing long-sleeved pajamas and looked up at Li Yinze, "Uncle, have you drank?"
Li Yinze's eyebrows were red, he was holding his coat, leaning against the railing on the second floor, looking sideways at her, "A little bit."
Zhou Tang thought for a moment and said: "My little aunt seems to be awake. Do you want to talk to my little aunt? I'll call you..."
"Shh-" The man stretched out his hand, put his finger to his lips, making a gesture of silence, shook his head and smiled, "It's very late, let my little aunt rest."
Zhou Tang nodded blankly.
Li Yinze slowed down, walked forward and stroked her head, "Can you pour me a glass of warm water for my uncle?"
"OK!"
The little girl quickly made way for him, raising her head and looking seriously, "You go and sit in the room first."
"good."
Zhou Tang quietly went upstairs, poured water, and added some honey to it.
Returning to the door of Li Yinze's room, she gently knocked on the ajar door.
"Enter."
Pushing the door open, the interior is clean and tidy, with books everywhere.
Li Yinze sat at the table, leaning against the chair tiredly with his head raised and his arms hanging down.
Zhou Tang put the water on the table very gently, not knowing whether he should call her or not.
The atmosphere in the Li family has been so scary recently. She heard Li Kuo say that what happened to her uncle was a good thing, but everyone was unhappy, especially Li Yinze. She felt that Li Yinze had been depressed and was struggling in pain.
Li Kuo quietly told her that something happened at Sister Ning's house and her uncle could not help, so the two of them might break up.
She sighed slightly.
Li Yinze keenly caught the sigh, opened his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Tangtang, what's wrong?"
The little girl lowered her eyes, said nothing, and handed him the water.
Li Yinze took a sip of water to ease the rough feeling in his throat. In an instant, Ning Ting's voice flashed in his mind.
Those who begged him for help, those who complained about his ruthlessness, those who cried loudly, and those who blamed themselves and regretted it.
They were all mixed together, tugging at his heart and making him miserable.
Facing Ning Ting, he couldn't say a word.
The Ning family's affairs are so serious that they are irreversible.
He has made all the efforts he can. If he goes too far, he will only bring the Li family into the water with him.
He came from a very high background and has never been frustrated yet. Only this time did he realize the feeling of powerlessness. He tried hard to grab someone, but the harder he tried, the harder it became to hold him.
In his absence, the water glass slipped quietly from his hand.
The girl let out a soft cry, subconsciously reached over and grabbed the fallen water glass.