"It doesn't matter. Even if we can't get the evidence of Tang Zhenghao's crimes, his debts will be enough to make him suffer. For that much money, he would spend at least a dozen or so years in jail. And when he comes out, he will be an old man." Li Sicheng's pressed his forehead against hers and he whispered softly, "Do you think that your man is no stronger than an old man?"
Su Qianci could not smile at all. She gently pushed him and said, "Be careful of Tang Mengying and Tang Zhenghao, especially Tang Mengying. I think it's odd the she suddenly became mentally ill."
Li Sicheng had also considered this. But at this moment, as he heard Su Qianci say it, he felt quite amazed. Touching her hair, he said, "Mrs. Li is getting better and better."
"Hey, I have always been good."
"Is that right? Which part? Let me see it." He then reached out to touch her face. "Here? Here? Or here?" His big hand moved down, feeling her neck and chest.