Much later, Li Fuzhen looked at the distant lake view with a flush on her face.
Her heart also felt extremely at ease.
"Xiao Yan, would my brother really set a fire to kill me?"
As she spoke, there was a slight tremble in Li Fuzhen's voice.
She still found such a thing utterly insane.
Li Zairong was her own brother, after all!
However, Li Fuzhen knew that Li Zhiyan wouldn't lie to her.
After all that had happened, Li Fuzhen fully trusted Li Zhiyan in her heart, though she still harbored a bit of hope for family bonds.
"Actually it's quite normal for someone like Li Zairong who's so concerned about face."
"In Han Country, he can almost reign supreme."
"He can do whatever he wants, and no one can stop him."
"But during his conflicts with you, he's repeatedly lost face."
"To him, this is absolutely intolerable."
"This ruthless move was actually expected."
Li Fuzhen let out a hum, and Li Zhiyan could hear that sense of desolation in her heart.
"Chairman Li."
