"Let's go downstairs first! Your parents are probably waiting for you below." Looking at Li Jie, whom he hadn't seen in nearly a month, Li Yan felt a complex mix of emotions, especially recalling Li Chengfeng's phone call earlier.
...
Arriving at the large living room on the first floor, Li Jie didn't follow them over. Li Yan held Yu Xiaodi's hand without hesitation and approached Yu Hong and Chen Mingying.
Everyone else had been asked to leave; it was just the four of them now. This would be a layer of disclosure and negotiation!
Yu Hong leisurely sipped tea, as if it had nothing to do with him—the man managing external affairs while the woman managed internal ones, he did not interfere with Chen Mingying's decisions. Meanwhile, Chen Mingying looked sullen, giving a cold glare without uttering a word.
Li Yan held Xiaodi's hand and sat down on the sofa.
The four of them didn't speak a word; the atmosphere was extremely eerie.
