Among her sister's descendants, only her second son satisfied her a little. He didn't care about anything and didn't care about the family. He became a famous painter at home and abroad. She had several paintings of him in her hands, and any one of them cost hundreds of thousands.
Li Jinnian was not interested in these things at all. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and faced Old Master Li, who was sitting on the sofa. He had white hair and a beard. "I won't disturb you anymore. Rest early."
He nodded at Matriarch Li, put on his military cap, and left.
Looking at his back, Old Madam Li secretly clenched her fists. She didn't even care about maintaining her reputation anymore. She had just hoped that he would say something to make the old master give the painting to her granddaughter.
In the end… he was just like his father! He just wouldn't let her have her way.
