Li Xun hated so much, hated himself, hated Su Momo, but he couldn't do anything about it.
The next few days, Su Momo still came to take care of Li Xun every day, and Qian Dingguo always came with her.
The two of them openly flirted and joked right in front of the bed.
Today, Qian Dingguo lay on the sofa nearby, and Su Momo was half-reclining too, leaning against him.
"Momo, why do I feel you and Li Shuning don't get along at all?"
"Ugh, why bring her up?"
"She's still Li Xun's daughter. If Li Xun dies in the future, she'll be our biggest competitor. Know thyself and know thy enemy, and you'll never lose a hundred battles."
Su Momo suddenly sat up: "So that's it, that little bitch came back now because she's got something on her mind. Must be that traitor Li Gui tipped her off. Hmph, Lingxiao Army is mine. If she wants to take it, she better have the skill."
