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Li's old house.

"Master, you are here."

The butler in a black tuxedo bowed slightly.

Li Sijun glanced at him and smiled lightly: "I'm here to find my mother, Brooke, do you know where she is?"

The butler looked into the room, seeming to hesitate: "This..."

Li Sijun said slowly, "I just received some news and I need to report it to my mother."

The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "Miss is in the study on the second floor, but... the head of the house is also there."

"Uncle is back?" A trace of surprise appeared on Li Sijun's face, "I didn't know!"

The butler looked around, raised his hand and waved the waiter away, then lowered his voice and explained the situation: "The owner came back this morning, I'm afraid...something has changed."

Li Sijun lowered his eyes slightly: "So that's the case."

"The owner and the lady seem to be having some disputes," the butler persuaded, "You might as well come in later."

"Thank you, Brook." Li Sijun looked up with a smile and glanced upstairs, "Then I'll go up later."

The butler laughed: "You are still the same."

Li Sijun was a little helpless: "Because when they quarrel, they want me to be the referee. One is my mother and the other is my uncle. How should I choose?"

"It's better to wait a little longer."

"Yes." The housekeeper seemed to have thought of something, and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes slightly moved, "Miss and Patriarch have been like this since childhood."

Since childhood...

Li Sijun lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

"My lord," the maid's voice suddenly sounded from not far away, "Mr. Fan's assistant is here!"

The butler looked at the maid and said that he knew.

Li Sijun was slightly taken aback: "Mr. Fan's assistant? Pharmacist Association?"

"Yes," the housekeeper nodded, "They have always wanted to see the Patriarch."

Li Sijun smiled, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "It's already this time, isn't Chairman Fan willing to come here in person?"

The housekeeper was also dissatisfied: "Fan An and that guy, I'm afraid they have forgotten how they became the president."

If it wasn't for the support of the Li family, how could he, a liar with a full record of records, become the president of the Pharmacists Association?

"It's been too long at the top." Li Sijun sat down on the sofa, resting his head on his left hand, "I even forgot who my master is."

The housekeeper pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "The owner of the house has ordered that unless Fan Anhe comes in person, he will not be seen, so I will go and refuse him."

Li Sijun nodded: "You go, I'll wait here for a while."

The butler bowed slightly, took a few steps back, turned and left.

Li Sijun withdrew his gaze, and went upstairs quietly like a big cat.

"I disagree."

A gorgeous female voice sounded, with a touch of anger: "What you are doing now is unnecessary!"

"Excessive?" The deep male voice laughed, "Yaya, you are wrong, this is the solution once and for all! Why should our Li family be controlled by others?"

"elder brother--"

"No need to say anymore, I am the head of the Li family, you must listen to me this time!"

The man made a final decision, and without waiting for the woman to refute, he pushed open the door and walked out.

Li Sijun dodged and hid in the opposite room without making a sound. He didn't come out of the room until the sound of footsteps outside completely disappeared.

The door of the study was half open, and light smoke flew out.

When Li Sijun walked in, he saw his mother reclining on the sofa, puffing away with a bong.

Her long black hair was scattered like running water, and her deep purple eyes revealed a decadent beauty. She glanced at Li Sijun, and slightly relaxed her frowning brows: "What are you here for?"

Li Sijun sighed: "Mom, stop smoking."

Li Danya stroked the bong with her slender fingers, and her long hair fell down on her forehead, covering her expression: "But I hurt so much."

She pointed to her head: "Here, it seems to be split."

Li Sijun was taken aback, stepped forward a few steps, and half-kneeled in front of the woman: "Mom, how are you doing?"

Snapped--

Li Danya slapped Li Sijun's face with her palm, and her usually gorgeous and charming voice became extremely hoarse: "Get out! Get out!"

"Stay away from me! You liar!"

After finishing speaking, she seemed a little puzzled, and began to whip Li Sijun with the bong in her hand: "If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for you... how could Xiaoyu die!"

Li Sijun seemed to be used to it, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging.

Just let it out, as always, he thought calmly.

But this time, an accident happened.

"Sijun?" Holding him tenderly with both hands, Li Sijun raised his head and met a pair of light purple, extremely clear eyes, "What's wrong with your face?"

Li Sijun, who was still as immobile as a mountain, trembled slightly, and he called out tentatively: "Mom?"

"I've said it all, don't call me mom, it makes me look old!" The woman patted his forehead, "Call me Yaya, do you understand?"

Li Sijun showed a clean and pure smile: "Well, Yaya!"

The woman nodded in satisfaction, she stretched out her hand, and the lavender halo gathered at her fingertips: "You haven't said, what happened to your face?"

Under the light of the halo, the redness subsided little by little.

"It's nothing, it's..." Li Sijun panicked rarely, like a child who has done something wrong, "I fell it myself!"

The woman pinched his nose: "In your opinion, am I so stupid?"

Li Sijun stopped talking and just looked at her cautiously.

"Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to say it." The woman sighed and touched his head gently, "but you have to promise me to take good care of yourself."

Li Sijun said sullenly, "I know."

The woman rubbed her eyes: "Strange, why are you so sleepy?"

She couldn't help yawning, her eyelids drooped a little bit until they were completely closed.

Before she fell down, Li Sijun hurriedly hugged her: "Yaya?"

"What Yaya?" Li Danya blinked, "It's not big or small, call me Mom!"

"……Mother."

Li Sijun lowered his eyelashes and stopped talking.

Li Danya supported his arm and stood up slowly: "Why are you here?"

Suppressing all the regret in his heart, Li Sijun put on his gentle and refined mask again: "I have received some news."

"Oh?"

"There seems to be something wrong with our attack plan."

Li Danya walked to the window and began to swallow the clouds again. She seemed a little tired: "What's going on?"

Li Sijun shared the information he had collected.

"...I see." Li Danya said quietly, "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will discuss it with your uncle."

Li Sijun nodded to show that he understood. He looked at his tired mother and thoughtfully said: "Then I will take a step first, and you can rest for a while."

When he left, he looked back at the woman by the window again. In the hazy smoke, those deep purple eyes revealed a slightly ominous atmosphere.

On the way home, the wind howled, as if someone was singing sadly.

Li Sijun closed his eyes and said calmly, "Teacher, we can act now."

The brain on his wrist flickered a few times.