Lihua sat beside Jiang Weizhe and asked in a concerned voice, "Dad, why do you look so gloomy?"

  He quickly shook his head. "Nothing."

  Lihua glanced between him and Wei, who also seemed down for some reason.

  Ugh……what did they talk about that both are so sad now?

  She brought him his cup and brightened. "Dad, your tea. I have made it perfectly."

  His gaze warmed up again. "En."

  Then he immediately came in his father mode. "First tell me, how are you doing? Are you eating well? Are you sleeping well here? Do you feel uncomfortable here? You are not working too hard, right? You should be resting."

  Lihua smiled. "Dad, I am alright. I have lived here my whole life, so I don't feel uncomfortable."

  Jiang Weizhe pursed his lips. "The house is a little small…"

  She laughed. "It's fine for two people living in it. So it's more than comfortable for just me."

  "If you say so."

  He softly smiled. "I heard about you returning to college. I am proud of you. If you ever need my help, just let me know," he seriously nodded.

  "Help?"

  "En. I can leak the question paper to you."

  "……"

  She grinned. "Will you open a back door for me?"

  "Of course. You are my daughter, after all."

  Aiyaaa…


  She felt as if her heart was struck with cupid shooting an arrow through it.

  "Thanks, Dad. But I will work hard and pass with flying colors with my own capabilities."

  Jiang Weizhe smiled.

  Lihua coughed and slid the tray towards Wei. "Liangshi, These are some snacks for you."

  Jiang Weizhe immediately glared at him as if challenging him to accept it. Wei ignored him and took a cookie. "Thank you."

  Of course, Jiang Weizhe was heavily dissatisfied with this. He already thought about his next course of action the moment he would step out.

  Lihua asked, "How is everyone at home?"

  "Missing you," he frankly said.

  She was silent.

  She was missing them like hell too.

  "Me too…"

  Jiang Weizhe struck on this chance. "Then come back to live with us."

  Wei froze, and so did she.

  "You said that you won't break your relationship with the family. So live with us. No one will miss each other that way," Jiang Weizhe nodded to himself at this brilliant plan.

  Lihua looked at him, stunned. "A-Ah? Wei lives there…"

  He frowned. "He will live somewhere else."

  !!!

  Wei, who was listening, actually thought this to be a great idea. He didn't care if his father just mercilessly threw him out of the house.

  Lihua was speechless.

  This would be the first time that a son will be kicked out of his own house after divorce.

  But her chest felt warm and fluffy. "Thanks, Dad. Even if he leaves, his memories won't."

  Silence.

  "They won't go anywhere. And wherever I will go, I will always find him through the memories we shared. Every inch of that villa will remind me of Wei," she clenched her hand.

  Wei's eyelashes trembled, seeing her like that.

  Jiang Weizhe anxiously held her hand. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

  "Oof Dad. You are so cute. That's why apologizing is a sin for you."

  He tilted his head. "Is that so?"

  She nodded hard. Then she smiled. "But I really appreciate the gesture. It really means a lot to me."

  Jiang Weizhe then hesitantly said, "But can you visit us sometimes at least? Just like we will visit you here? I will make sure that Wei won't be present when you are coming."

  Wei - "……"

  Lihua smiled. "Okay."

  Then she was a little anxious as she glanced at Wei and shifted in her place.

  Wei looked at her and then understood that she might want to talk about something more personal to his father, and right now, he was in disguise. She wouldn't want to talk so openly.

  "I remembered I have a phone call to make," he said as he got up.

  Jiang Weizhe calmly said, "How about you remember that you have to leave this place as soon as possible?"

  Now, he was blatantly telling him to leave!

  Lihua choked. She whispered. "D-Dad!"

  "Yes, dear?" He smiled back.

  Her mouth opened and closed, but she could say nothing.

  Wei's gaze darkened. "I don't have to leave that soon."

  Wei walked towards the balcony.

  Lihua sighed. "Dad, did something happen between you two?"

  "No."

  Her mouth twitched.

  Then why are you so hostile?

  Anyway…


  "Dad, about Wei…why is he in jail?" she quickly clarified herself, "I mean did Jiang Shan do something? Is Grandma okay?"

  Jiang Weizhe thoughtfully looked at her. He remembered Wei telling him not to let Lihua know anything.

  "I didn't hear anybody mentioning about…" she looked away, "sis Jia in the news. Is the PR team doing this?"

  He nodded. "Weiyuan and the PR team are handling it. We don't want Song Jia's name to be exposed right now. It was a necessary step Wei took to fight with Jiang Shan."

  Jiang Weizhe ignored Wei's warning. He figured Lihua would be more stressed out this way if she was kept in the dark. She would constantly worry about the family, which wouldn't be good for her health and pregnancy.

  Lihua cautiously said, "So this is just a facade?"

  "Yes."

  Then why wouldn't Wei tell me?

  "We want him to get a sense of victory and become overconfident. We are just playing our cards right now so that we end him before he even starts to take any step against us. We want him on our turf as soon as possible. That is back in China."

  "But how many days will Wei remain in jail like that?"

  "Not for long," he smiled.

  Wei then came back, and they silently had another hard staring contest.

  Jiang Weizhe wanted to stay for a bit longer, but he had to leave. He sadly said, "I will take my leave. Don't forget to come by. It's your home only."

  Lihua beamed. "En."

  Jiang Weizhe stared at Huang Liangshi.

  Huang Liangshi, aka Wei, stared at him.

  Stalemate.

  "I will leave after he does," Jiang Weizhe firmly said.