Su Qianci had only raised her voice a little. But it was enough to stun Li Mosen into immediate silence.
Li Sicheng looked at the child he had personally raised. He narrowed his eyes. "So, are you done?" he asked, seeking closure.
Li Mosen pursed his lips and clenched his fists. He nodded his head at Li Sicheng. "I am."
Li Sicheng reached out and gave a pat to Su Qianci, seated beside him. "Since you're done, off to bed," he said slowly and deliberately.
Li Mosen clenched his fists more tightly. He bowed slightly and turned to leave the study.
As he was opening the door, Su Qianci called out, "Mosen."
Li Mosen froze.
