Li Ye and Li Kaijian smoked a cigarette together and settled Qingshui Chemical Industry's future direction. Li Kaijian felt much more at ease and handed his son another cigarette, only for Wu Juying, who had just come out of the house, to see it.
"Oh? What kind of difficult matter would make a father light a cigarette for his son?"
Li Ye nearly threw away the cigarette in his hand.
Grandmothers doted on their grandsons, sure, but grandmothers also valued China's traditions. A father lighting a cigarette for his son meant he was asking his son for a favor, didn't it?
A father begging his son? What the hell, was there still any justice in this world?
But then again, if Li Kaijian wanted to turn Qingshui Chemical Industry into a private enterprise, he truly could not do without Li Ye's support. The specific procedures could not bypass Wen Leyu, and Wen Leyu had to exert her strength to fend off all those green-eyed people.
Li Ye said awkwardly, "Grandma, don't misunderstand. I didn't have any cigarettes or a lighter on me, so..."
"All right, all right, stop explaining. Children are their parents' debts. Your father has truly worried himself to pieces and suffered every hardship in this life for you children.
First there were you and Xiao Yue, then Juan, Ying, and Youan. From now on, as the eldest brother, you should be more understanding toward your father. Think ahead in some matters. Don't wait until your father has to come asking you himself."
Wu Juying rambled on for quite a while, leaving Li Ye thoroughly embarrassed.
Speaking of which, Li Kaijian's life had been full of twists and turns. After his old mother Fu Guiru went south to Malaysia, Li Kaijian had raised Li Ye and his eldest