The 99th Divorce

"Ok."

Li Sicheng responded and carefully put the pile of paintings in his hand into the drawer. He said, "Sit, I will talk to you."

Li Mosen was even more nervous for a while.

Such a scene, even before, has no exception, and every time it feels different.

This time, Li Sicheng seemed to be a little serious, making people nervous and take it seriously.

Li Mosen sat down in the chair in front of Li Sicheng's table, with a standard posture and a straight waist.

Li Sicheng knew that he had formed a habit, and he didn't care. He said: "I heard you want to test Kangda?"

Li Mosen told Li Jianyue about this matter, and it was no surprise that he would know and nodded calmly, saying: "Yes, Dad, I want to test Kangda and stay in Kangcheng."

"You should know that with your qualifications and talents, staying at Kangda is a bit buried." Li Sicheng looked at him, and his sharp eyes always swept away.

Li Mosen could not help but straighten, said: "I don't want to leave Cannes."

"why?"

"Because I grew up in Cannes since I was a child, I am reluctant to leave."

Li Sicheng listened to these words without saying anything.

It was at this time that Su Qianci made a few cups of tranquilizing tea and came over, inexplicably feeling that the mode of getting along between the father and son was a bit stiff.

Quietly serving the tea, Su Qianci sat next to Li Sicheng, waiting for them to continue the conversation.

"Thousands," Li Sicheng suddenly said, "Help me close the door."

Su Qianci felt something was wrong, but he still closed the door.

The moment the door closed, I heard Li Sicheng's voice, "Do you not want to leave Kangcheng, or do you want to leave Ersu?"

Li Mosen's heart suddenly seemed to be caught hard by something.

It was only at this moment that Li Mosen's back had a thin sweat.

And Su Qianci was so clever that he could hear the sound outside the string.

Su Qian porcelain swiftly turned back, and it was hard to believe that he looked at Li Sicheng.

At this time, Li Sicheng's eyes were sharp and sharp, facing Li Mosen. He had been in a high aura for many years. At this time, she was fully exposed, and even she herself could not bear such an intimidation.

What's more, Mosen is just a child.

At this moment, Li Mosen was looking at Li Sicheng in shock, quickly squinting to hide his confusion, and said, "Dad, is there any difference?"

Li Mosen's blue eyes hung down, his hands clenched.

But he knew that he looked too guilty now.

Hidden secrets for many years, under the pressure of Li Sicheng, nowhere to escape.

Su Qianci raised her eyebrows and walked towards Li Sicheng, patting his shoulder gently.

Li Sicheng's overall momentum was only slightly reduced.

Li Mosen finally felt that he had some breathing room, but at this time, his palms and back had already oozed out sweat, and even his forehead had fully exposed his tension.

He knew that he was finished.

Sure enough, he heard Li Sicheng say: "You have known since childhood that you are not Er Su's brother, right."

Mosen pursed his lips.

Of course he knows, he knew since childhood.

All the people around him reminded him that he was not born in Li's family, he was not Li Sicheng's biological child, he was just a sinful woman, and he was the product of messing around in foreign countries.

So, he carefully lived to grow up, carefully hiding his careful thoughts ...