Li Sang pushed away the attendant's hand and slowly walked over to sit down opposite her. With a somewhat troubled sigh, he said, "No, I've just had something weighing on my mind, so I haven't had much of an appetite these past two days. My chest feels a little tight, that's all."
Su Qiao did not show concern for him right away as she usually did. She did not even look nervous or worried, remaining completely calm.
She took a sip of the tea the attendant brought over before responding, "What's troubling you?"
"Official matters. Didn't I already hand them all over to Ying'er?"
"It's still..."
It was still that good son of his. He had actually gotten involved with his niece, Li Ruo, and even insisted on marrying her no matter what.
Halfway through his sentence, Li Sang suddenly remembered the purpose of his visit today and swallowed the rest of his words.
Su Qiao looked at him in confusion. "What?"
"Ahem, ahem."
Li Sang covered his mouth with a handkerchief and gave two fake little coughs before asking with faint sorrow, "Is there really no possibility between Ruo'er and Aran?"
"Ruo'er is accomplished in both civil and martial arts. Whether it's her appearance or her temperament, she resembles you enormously in your younger days. Whenever I see her, I think of you."
"I had thought that if she and Aran got together, it would fulfill my wish and finally resolve the regret that has weighed on my heart for so many years."
Su Qiao was practically angered into laughing by the man's shamelessness.
Hah, like me?
At such a young age, she had already dared to use living people as archery targets, caring nothing for human life.
When had she ever been this bored?
Besides, Li Ruo and