Chapter 2289
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However, when he saw the joy on Li Jianyue's face, he swallowed the words in his mouth.
Li Jianyue sniffed. Although there were still tears on her face, her relaxed look was obviously a different person from before.
Li Mosen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
He turned around and said in a light tone, "Don't think too much. I thought something was wrong. It's just a small matter."
Li Jianyue was completely relieved. She was extremely annoyed. "Yeah, this is impossible. I'm so stupid. Boohoo …"
Li Mosen felt as if his heart had been scratched once again.
He couldn't stay any longer and said reluctantly, "Take a shower and go to bed early. I'm leaving."
"Oh."
When Mosen came out, his movements were very fast.
In a place where Li Jianyue couldn't see, his eyes were slightly red and his hands were trembling slightly.
Li Mosen looked up and saw Li Jianqian.
Li Jianqian looked at Li Mosen and was silent for a moment. He said, "What happened?"
"Nothing," Li Mosen said casually and then prepared to leave.
Li Jianqian said, "It doesn't seem like nothing happened. Let's talk."
"I said, it's nothing!" Li Mosen's tone was slightly low, with a hint of displeasure and warning.
Li Jianqian was stunned.
It seemed that Mosen's temper was much bigger than he had imagined.
He had never seen him lose his temper since he was young. It turned out that it was just because he hadn't encountered it.
Li Jianqian shook his head. "Dad is calling you."
Li Mosen paused.
"I don't know what's going on, but looking at Dad, it doesn't seem like he's looking for you to chat."
Li Mosen's eyes darkened as he looked at Li Jianqian.
Li Jianqian spread his hands.
Li Mosen's lips pursed even tighter. He strode in the direction of the study.
Li Sicheng was indeed there.
Su Qianci was writing in the study. She was twirling the brush, and the words under her hands were gentle and beautiful.
And Li Sicheng was right next to her, grinding for her. At a glance, they looked like a couple in a painting.
Su Qianci had a slight smile on her face. Her face, which resembled Li Jianyue's, had a gentle glow. When she saw Li Mosen, she said, "Mosen, you're here."
Only then did Li Sicheng look at Li Mosen. The gentleness on his face faded a little, and he turned to look at Li Mosen with a slightly serious expression.
Li Mosen walked in. "Dad, Mom."
She put down the pen and took the initiative to step aside. She carefully pinched the two corners of the calligraphy and let it blow in the air. The ink quickly dried.
Li Sicheng sat in the main seat and asked casually, "Did you quarrel with Ersu?"
"No." Li Mosen was obviously in low spirits.
How could there be no such thing?
Li Sicheng didn't care and packed up the inkstone for her. Unexpectedly, he heard his father say, "Dad, I've thought about it."
Li Sicheng and Su Qianci both looked over, surprised.
Li Mosen seemed to be struggling, and there was obvious pain in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if he couldn't make up his mind. But in the end, he closed his eyes, as if he had made a firm decision, and said, "I'm willing to go abroad."
Li Sicheng looked at him deeply. "Have you thought about it?"
Su Qianci's gentle smile turned into worry, and she subconsciously looked at her husband.
Li Sicheng's face was expressionless. He looked at Li Mosen in front of him and didn't say anything.
Li Mosen's face was struggling, but he didn't have the courage to speak again.
He didn't want to.
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