Li Shaohui frowned, his face bearing a resemblance to the old master’s, showing displeasure, "I will give you what I promised. If you keep pressuring me relentlessly, don’t blame me for not considering our past."

Fang Hui’s face turned ugly, "I am pressuring you relentlessly, Li Shaohui, do you even have a conscience? It was clear that you were supposed to marry me, but because Weng Lan comes from a better family, you abandoned me to marry her."

She closed in step by step, lamenting with grief, "I had a miscarriage for you, and even went to great lengths to marry your brother, just to help you seize control of the Li Family. And now you say these things to hurt me, do you think I, Fang Hui, am that easy to bully?"

"What are you implying?" Li Shaohui’s face changed color.

Fang Hui chuckled coldly, "Back then, to help you, I tampered with Jiang Qian’s fetus-preserving medicine. Tell me, if Li Mochan knew that his mother’s death was related to you and that he lost his mother the moment he was born, do you think he would let you off?"

Ye Jiuliang was shocked, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Fang Hui was secretly colluding with Li Shaohui, and they even had this relationship behind the scenes. Even Mohan’s mother was actually their victim.

"You dare to threaten me?" Li Shaohui grabbed her arm, rebuking her with a cold voice, "Fang Hui, you should know, there’s nothing I hate more than being threatened."

Fang Hui cried out in self-pity, "Li Shaohui, you forced this on me. For so many years, I have had to watch you and Weng Lan together every single day. And me? For you, I have nothing left. Tell me, what should I do?"

For him, she married a man she didn’t love, and even betrayed her own husband for him. Hasn’t she given enough for Li Shaohui?

Li Shaohui looked at her steadily, his expression softening as he considered what she had done for him.

His tone, which was once firm, softened, "I know what you have done for me, and I will definitely fulfill what I promised you. Just be a little more patient. As long as Li Mochan is around, dad will not hand over everything of the Li Family to me."

"But Li Mochan has already declared he doesn’t want anything from the Li Family." Fang Hui calmed down a bit as she spoke.

"Now that it’s just you and him in the Li Family, and he doesn’t want anything, everything from the Li Family will sooner or later be yours."

Li Shaohui let go of her hand, and sneered, "Even if Li Mochan doesn’t want it, dad will still keep the best things for him. Don’t forget that Li Mochan has a powerful maternal family supporting him. Only by treating Li Mochan well can he keep the Jiang Family on his side."

Since the birth of Li Mochan, the old master has been biased towards him. Even though Li Mochan was taken back to the United States by the Jiang Family from birth, the old man still went to see him every month, and anything good that came along, he thought of Li Mochan first.

Whatever Li Mochan wanted, he was always indulged blindly, unlike the way he treated the rest of them.

Impatiently, Fang Hui asked, "But how much longer must we wait?" She had already waited long enough.

"Just wait a little while longer, Li Mochan has started to develop vulnerabilities," Li Shaohui revealed a meaningful smile.

As long as Li Mochan has weaknesses, they need not worry about not being able to remove him.

Fang Hui asked uncertainly, "Are you talking about that little girl from the Ye Family?"

Li Shaohui nodded, "Li Mochan is caring too much for that girl, Ye Jiuliang. If she is utilized properly, Li Mochan will pose no threat."

Ye Jiuliang, "..."

Do I look that easy to bully?

Is it because I’m not high-profile enough?

"Shaohui, you better not forget what we agreed on," Fang Hui took the initiative to snuggle up to him, leaning weakly into his embrace.

Li Shaohui hummed in response, wrapping an arm around her, "Don’t worry, I won’t forget the kindness you’ve shown me."

Like a traceless breeze, a lean figure left silently.

Under the blazing sun, on the quiet path scarcely trodden by people, Ye Jiuliang kicked a pebble absentmindedly.

Hearing the conversation between Li Shaohui and Fang Hui just now, Mohan probably still did not know that his mother was murdered.

How should I break it to him?

Ye Jiuliang sighed, the force behind her kick subsided, and the pebble flew out.

"Hiss—"

A sound of pain erupted, and Ye Jiuliang inwardly cursed her luck.

"Which family’s little rascal is this mischievous?"

From across the way came the teasing voice of a man, and Ye Jiuliang looked up to find a gentle smiling face entering her view.

The man appeared to be around forty years old, with a handsome visage and a smile playing on his lips, exuding an air of refined and gentle elegance with every move he made.

Ye Jiuliang scrutinized him carefully, feeling that there was something familiar about the charm in the man’s brow, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

"Little girl, do I look very strange? Why are you staring at me like that?" the man asked, lowering his hand, the spot where a pebble had hit his forehead was slightly red.

Ye Jiuliang snapped back to reality and, seeing the injury on his forehead, sincerely apologized, "I’m sorry, are you alright?"

"It’s nothing, just a small wound," the man waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile, "Just now you seemed distracted, did you run into some difficulty?"

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes danced with mischief, "You are...?"

Seeing her wariness, a trace of helplessness crossed the man’s eyes, and he calmed his excited heart, "My name is Mingchong."

Ye Jiuliang suddenly remembered the identity of the man before her, "The Chairman of the Ming Group, Mingchong?"

Mingchong smiled and nodded, "You know me?"

Ye Jiuliang, "I’ve heard of you."

"Are you here alone, did you get lost?" Mingchong asked softly.

Ye Jiuliang shook her head, "Is the injury on your forehead really okay? Should we find a doctor to take a look?"

After all, she was the one who had injured him.

Mingchong smiled faintly, "I’m really fine, don’t worry about it."

"Then I’ll be leaving," Ye Jiuliang nodded, took a step to walk away, but the man called out to her urgently.

"Wait."

Ye Jiuliang turned back to look at him, "Is there something else?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

With a look of questioning on her delicate face, a hint of nostalgia flickered in the depths of Mingchong’s eyes. He wanted to talk to her a bit more, "Little girl, what’s your name?"

"Ye Jiuliang," she replied.

"Are they good to you?"

The frail voice was almost inaudible.

Ye Jiuliang only saw his lips move, but didn’t catch what he was saying, "What?"

Mingchong smiled, "Nothing."

Ye Jiuliang frowned, feeling that he was rather strange.

Seeing that he had nothing more to say, she withdrew her gaze and walked away.

After she had gone far, Mingchong revealed a bitter smile mixed with a bit of relief.

Little girl, we will definitely meet again.

...

The Cui Family’s resort was vast, and within it was a stunning garden named Hundred Flowers Garden.

While the men gathered in one spot to chat, their female companions, who had come along to the boat party, were escorted to the Hundred Flowers Garden.

In the height of summer, the garden’s flowers were blooming in brilliant splendor.

No matter how beautiful the flowers were, the women’s conversation inevitably turned to comparisons between one another.

"Miss Su, I heard that Fifth Master Li is here today, have you seen him?" One of the ladies suddenly asked.

When Li Mochan was brought up, the attention of the others was immediately drawn to the conversation.