บท 770: Luo Li’s Despair I

"Li'er!"

Luo Fei was helpless. "I'm your father. Can't you even trust me?"

Luo Li turned her head arrogantly and groaned. Then she ignored Luo Fei.

Luo Fei sighed helplessly. He could only look at the old lady again. "Mother, I will find a cure for your disease. Even if it can't be treated, I will definitely find a spirit herb that can extend your life."

To be honest, the old lady had always been clear about Luo Fei's filial piety.

Therefore, if she was still alive, no matter how many wives Luo Fei was going to marry, she would not care about it.

She was afraid that Li'er would be hurt if she died.

"Xiao Li'er, go out and play. I still have something to say to your father." The old lady sighed softly.

Even if Luo Fei promised her not to marry now, she was afraid that no one would keep him in check after she died.

She had to do everything to help Li'er.

"Okay."