The rich aroma of coffee wafted all around as Li San sat down heavily, "How many people are going this time?"
"Quite a few." Li Qiao didn't count specifically, she just made arrangements in a calm voice: "When you get to Myanmar, Yin Mo will follow you, make sure to protect her."
Li San took a sip of his black coffee, savoring the bitter richness on his tongue, "Is Yin Lao Er so useless? Needing my protection when traveling, what is she even going for?"
Li Qiao gazed indifferently out the window, "Rather than letting her make desperate moves, it's better for her to accompany you and lend a hand."
Yin Mo returned to the mansion yesterday, expressing with great sincerity her wish to go to Myanmar together.
Li Qiao had no reason to refuse, as her father Yin Zhihong would also be accompanying this time.
Moreover, with the wedding of Su Lao Si of the Seven Sons, whatever obstacles there are, they must overcome them.
