After she finished speaking, she looked at Li Muchen, hoping to get an answer from him.
Unfortunately, Li Muchen did not say a word from the beginning to the end.
When they reached the Jing Mansion, Li Menting looked at Li Muchen worriedly before she got out of the car.
This son of his had always been a man who hid his emotions. Li Menting had only seen him smile when he married Xiwen. Ever since Xiwen passed away, he had been living alone with Yanyan in the Li Residence. He had become even more reclusive, and all he did was work.
She let out a long sigh and patted Li Muchen's shoulder. She then opened the door and got out of the car.
Li Muchen watched his mother's figure enter the main house through the rearview mirror. He reached into the car and took out a cigarette from the storage compartment. His well-defined right hand skillfully slid open the lighter and a cluster of blue flames lit up the cigarette.