Su Qianci was still on the verge of tears, shaking her head. She'd rather not tell them about something she wasn't certain of. In case they failed to save Li Sicheng, the elders would worry about it for nothing.
Qin Shuhua did not say much when seeing her swollen eyes, and instead asked her to go to bed early, and then returned to the bedroom with her husband.
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Li Jinnan returned home, took the laptop out, logged into his social account, and searched for L's account.
L.
Li?
Li Sicheng?
Li Jinnan's fingers moved quickly as he sent a short message.
Li Sicheng was processing the file when he caught a glimpse of the change of the code on the screen. He clicked, and there was a message popping up:
[Li3]: Since you can send messages. Why don't you come back?
Li Sicheng looked at this nickname, Li3. Very much the style of his younger brother.
