As for their marriage, as long as Shi Qi doesn't want to, it's just a matter of a few words from grandpa.
After returning to the capital, she was still the high and mighty princess of their Li family.
There is no shortage of young men of good family background and good character who are eligible for marriage in the capital.
When the time comes, his parents will help him carefully screen and choose a good one for his sister. It will be a thousand times better than staying in this poor place and suffering.
Shi Qi looked carefully at Li Shaoyu's attire: a custom-made suit, a watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars on his wrist, and his distinguished manner of speaking with a confident and resolute tone.
All of these indicate that he comes from a big family.
In the 1980s, the truly big families were those who had built their empire together.
Shi Qi didn't dare to think too deeply, he was silent for a while, then shook his head and tried:
"Gu Chijin and I have a military marriage, and it's not easy to divorce a military marriage."
“You don’t have to worry about that.
Just tell your brother whether you want a divorce or not.
If you want to leave, I will take care of it tomorrow."
Li Shaoyu's voice was gentle, but every word he spoke was powerful.
Shi Qi was frightened by him. Not knowing his true nature, he was afraid that he would actually do this. Shi Qi shook his head and spoke quickly:
“No. I don’t want to.
Gu Chijin treats me very well, and I don't plan to divorce him for the time being."
Now I don’t even know whether this brother is real or fake. If I really let him interfere in the affairs between me and Gu Chijin, it will be even more troublesome to sort it out later.
“You don’t have to do anything.
Don't let anyone else interfere in what's going on between me and Gu Chijin."
Shi Qi was a little excited, and Li Shaoyu nodded immediately.
“Okay, I won’t interfere.
It’s your business, you have the final say.
I'm just suggesting it, I don't mean to force you.
Don’t worry.”
There was a knock on the ward door, interrupting their conversation.
"Mr. Li, the food is ready."
The black-clad bodyguard respectfully placed the food box on the cabinet beside the bed and turned to leave.
Li Shaoyu took a quick look, then stood up and opened his lunch box.
Seeing the bland chicken soup inside, Li Shaoyu was dissatisfied again, but did not say anything.
When he was sick as a child, the nanny at home would make chicken soup with dozens of precious Chinese medicinal herbs.
Even if you eat it on a normal day, this kind of chicken soup would never be served on the table.
At this moment, his sister was injured, and he couldn't even find a bowl of good soup to nourish her body. Li Shaoyu was a little annoyed.
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