"If you don't want to talk about it anymore, I don't want to talk about it either!"
Li Weiguo sighed, shook his head and said, "Oh, I can't explain it to you clearly."
"If you can't explain it clearly, don't say it!" Fang Guihua got angry when she saw him like this and didn't want to talk to him.
Tian Xiaolan curled her lips as she listened, walked over to Li Weiguo, and whispered a few words to him. After listening, Li Weiguo called Xing Yifei out with a cold face.
Xing Yifei looked at Tian Xiaolan with a confused look on his face, not knowing what she had just said.
Without even giving Tian Xiaolan a glance, Li Weiguo pulled him aside and looked at him as if he wanted to say something to him. He examined him from top to bottom. Xing Yifei felt a little guilty being looked at and turned his eyes away.
He waited for a while but there was no response. Xing Yifei looked at him with some confusion. He was also curious about what Tian Xiaolan had said to him that made him not discipline Li Weimin but come to talk to him instead.
Li Weiguo looked at the handsome young man in front of him. Through the contact over the past few days, he felt that he was still a man, but not a man worthy of entrusting his life to. Although he had money, he would not sell his child for such a few bucks.
Xing Yifei could sense an indescribable displeasure in his eyes. He thought back to what had just happened and realized that he hadn't done anything. The only possibility was that what Tian Xiaolan had just said in Li Weiguo's ear had changed his opinion of him.
Although he could ignore his opinions, he was Tian Xiaolan's family after all. For their future, he still wanted to get the support of his parents and let Tian Xiaolan live a happy life.
Xing Yifei looked over, scratched his head, and said to Li Weiguo, "Uncle, you've been looking at me. Is there something on my face?"
Seeing that he had been pretending to be ignorant for so long, Li Weiguo spoke directly to him: "Don't you know why I'm looking for you? What's the point of living in my house?"
Xing Yifei's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He paused for a second and then began to wave his hands: "Uncle, you are wronging me by saying this. Didn't I say I would give you money?"
Li Weiguo said angrily: "You don't want anything, I think you want people!"
Xing Yifei's scalp tingled at Li Weiguo's final "picture people." The fake smile on his face froze instantly, like cracked ice. His frantic waving hand froze in mid-air, his knuckles clenched until they turned white.
"Uncle...you, what are you talking about!" His voice was dry and tense, and even he could hear how much panic was hidden under his forced calmness.
Li Weiguo's eyes were like two awls, trying to drill through Xing Yifei's little thoughts. "What are you talking about? You say you come to my house every day and rush to help me. You say your eyes are glued to Xiaolan and you can't pull them away! You say you smile at Xiaolan every time you come to my house. Xing Yifei, do you really think I'm blind?"
He took a step forward, his imposing manner carrying the authority he had always held on the podium. "Give me money? How much is my shabby house worth in a month? Is it worth it for you to lower yourself so low and squeeze in here? What do you want? Tell me!"
Seeing that he didn't dare to look at him, Li Weiguo felt even clearer in his heart.
Xing Yifei saw that he was so angry, but his feelings for Tian Xiaolan were also real, which he could not control, and said to him: "Uncle, you are right, I like Tian Xiaolan, and I can change whatever opinions you have about me."
Li Weiguo didn't expect that he would just casually blow up his idea. Seeing his sincerity, he couldn't say anything abusive: "You are a good person. It would be better if you were more steady."
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