The relationship between the couple remained the same even after ten years.

  When they reached Li’s Residence, Yu Lili held Ou Ming’s arm as they walked in.

  The children were already used to it. So, they continued playing and eating as per normal.

  The adults were gathered together, chatting away happily with one another. The children were also having a lot of fun together as they played in the living room.

  However, Li Jianyue noticed that there was something amiss with Li Mosen today.

  He was exceptionally quiet.

  Although Li Mosen normally didn’t speak much, he never openly let other people see that he was feeling gloomy and depressed. However, these emotions could be seen clearly on his face right now.

  “Sister Ersu, come and play games with me!” Ou Xiaoxiao smiled as she pulled Li Jianyue along. “I can’t pass this level no matter how hard I try. It’s so frustrating.”


  “Stop playing that lame game. Let’s play something more fun.” Li Moyun always had interesting game ideas. He then double-checked to see if the adults were still gathered together, engrossed in their own conversations to care much about them, he took out a deck of cards. “Come, come. Let’s play together. Anyone can participate regardless of your age.”


  Li Jianqian was sitting on the sofa, enjoying the music playing on the vinyl record. Yu Chulin had just started reading the book Su Qianci had given him.

  Li Moyun was undoubtedly a hyperactive person. He immediately went over and dragged them to play with him. He shouted, “Come on. As the two eldest among everyone here, the other children won’t dare to come if you don’t take the lead. You can do what you’re doing anytime but it’s rare for everyone to be together. Hurry up and come play with us.”


  He had been extremely loud. Even Li Sicheng and Ou Ming, who were chatting with each other in the lounge which was inside the house could hear him.

  Ou Ming burst out laughing. “Look at your youngest son. You have such a calm personality and your wife is quiet and introverted. How did you give birth to such a lively child?”


  Li Sicheng couldn’t understand either. He remembered Li Moyun’s plump face. His face had been fat but his features were exactly like his. He sighed and replied, “Things will change in due time. Dasu is like me and Ersu is like my wife. It’s alright for Little Four to be like anyone else.”


  Ou Ming smiled in agreement. His beautiful eyes were filled with helplessness. Soon, it changed into curiosity as he asked, “Mosen isn’t like Tangtoo Mengying. He’s looking more and more like an Asian too. If…… I mean if, he knows about what happened in the past, will he hate you?”


  Li Sicheng had a huge part to play in making the Tang family bankrupt.

  All of them knew what wicked deeds the Tang family did but Li Mosen didn’t.

  Ou Ming felt that Li Mosen was like a ticking time bomb.

  He watched Li Mosen grow up yet his gaze was as sinister and as silent as his appearance.

  His emotions and trauma ran too deep.

  Every time he saw Li Mosen, Ou Ming would remember that he was Tang Mengying’s child.

  The lady that almost destroyed and ruined Li Sicheng’s family; she had gotten raped by a foreigner and gave birth to this child……

  The faint smile on Li Sicheng’s face slowly turned into a frown when he heard this.

  He remained silent for a moment before saying, “He knows.”


  Ou Ming eyebrows shot up in surprise as he asked, confused, “What?”


  “When his biological mother died, he was right in front of her.” Li Sicheng looked at Ou Ming. “Have you forgotten about it?”


  “No.” Ou Ming could still remember the exact scene vividly.

  The child already had a quiet and gloomy personality. For a long period of time after that incident, he became even quieter.

  Even until he entered senior high, he continued to keep to himself. He only started to open up and become more outgoing as he grew older.

  “The moment he was born, he had a comminuted fracture because of that woman. If it wasn’t for his mother, he would have died a long time ago.”


  The mother he referred to here was Su Qianci.

  “She treated him as her son. He is my son too.” Li Sicheng’s gaze was deep. “Hence, that probability won’t occur.”


  He ended his sentence in a calm tone. Ou Ming raised his eyebrows and picked up his teacup. Unconsciously, he glanced sideways and saw a dark blue figure flash past.