Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After Duan Shuyuan said her piece, the tension in the living room was so thick that one could almost cut it with a knife.

It was all because of the big brother Li Jun.

There was a hint of malice gleaming in Li Jun’s eyes. He squinted slightly and said, “That being said, Shang Lu doesn’t take the Li Family seriously at all!”

Li Yan was eager to express his feelings. He bobbed his head impatiently and echoed, “The big brother is right. I think Shang Lu needs a lesson from us.”

Li Jun darted Li Yan a cold glance and continued, “I looked up Shang Lu’s background. He seems to have a clean record, at least when it comes to women.

But this engagement has been set for years. Why does he want to call it off right before Qiaoqiao’s set to graduate from college?”

Duan Shuyuan fiddled with her manicured fingers and said with a derisive laugh, “Didn’t he say he will pay us a visit tomorrow? This thing isn’t over unless he can give us a reasonable explanation.”

Sitting in the living room, the whole family was racking their brains to devise a counterplot to support Li Qiao.

Li Qiao had been silent for a while. At this point, she curled up on the couch to change to a more comfortable position and said calmly, “I agree to break off the engagement.”

Li Guangming and the others immediately cast surprised looks at her.

Duan Shuyuan patted Li Qiao consolingly on the top of her head and asked, “Baby, do you really mean that?”

Objectively speaking, that a*shole Shang Lu was a perfect match for Qiaoqiao in terms of family and educational background.

Moreover, this marriage..

In the meantime, Li Guangming chimed in awkwardly, “Qiaoqiao, I know you’re not happy about this, but..”

Suddenly, he held back the words that had sprung to his lips.

To be honest, Li Qiao had never been a big fan of this arranged marriage.

But her parents’ attitude at this moment further confirmed her suspicion. There was something funny going on behind this arranged marriage.

Li Qiao leaned against the armrest on the couch and propped her chin in the palm of her hand. She noticed her parents exchange a quick look. Nonchalantly, she said, “Since he wants to break it off, let’s break it off. I don’t have any objections.”

The second brother Li Yan retorted, “Wouldn’t we let him off the hook too easily if we just give him what he wants?”

Li Qiao looked at Li Yan with her innocent wide eyes. She nodded offhandedly and replied, “Maybe. But I do feel aggrieved.”

The whole Li Family rolled up their sleeves for action upon hearing Li Qiao’s response. They planned to make everything difficult for Shang Lu.

Little Lu from the Shang Family, you just wait and see!

..

Nightfall came two hours later, and the third brother Li Cheng arrived home after a long, tiring trip.

He was a cold and merciless businessman at the border. Even the air in the living room seemed to fill with the stench of blood as he walked in with a black trench coat draped over his shoulders.

Each of the three sons of the Li Family had a specialty.

The first-born Li Jun was a righteous senior official in Nanyang; the second-born Li Yan was a greedy art dealer; the third-born Li Cheng was a ruthless businessman leading a risky life.

Out of everyone in her family, Li Qiao was the closest to her third brother.

At that moment, Li Cheng strode to the third floor of the villa and knocked on the door of Li Qiao’s bedroom. “Qiao, it’s me, your third brother.”

Li Cheng’s voice was even deeper and huskier after the long travel.

Outside the window, the colorful evening glow after a rainy day made the sky dreamlike. Li Qiao heard him knock at the door and closed her laptop.

Li Qiao opened the door. She looked at Li Cheng and teased him with a mischievous smile, “When was the last time you came home?”

Li Cheng walked into the bedroom, pulled the swivel task chair closer, and sat down in a carefree fashion. The trench coat slid off his shoulders and revealed the handgun tucked in his waistband. He said, “I’ve been busy at the border these days. But I’m home now, right? Tell me, what’s going on with Shang Lu?!”

Li Qiao rolled her eyes and stared at the ceiling. Annoyed, she walked over to him and pulled out his gun. She twiddled it in her hands for a moment and said, “It’s nothing complicated. I don’t have anything to say.”