Li Yeqi glanced at her indifferently, his voice devoid of warmth, "No need, you go about your business. Don't hang around in front of me."
Li Youran felt a chill in her heart from his icy gaze. Over the years, this man had gradually frozen over, with no one able to break through the ice to enter his heart.
"Second Brother," Li Youran tried to sound as gentle and subservient as possible. Seeing that the man didn't even spare her a glance from the corner of his eye, she clenched her teeth and continued, "Grandfather mentioned planning our engagement next month. Actually, I'm not that young anymore, and I think it would be better to just get married. What do you think?"
Li Youran was two years younger than Li Yeqi. Now at 33, she was considered an old maid. She hadn't anticipated Yan Luoxi could leave Li Yeqi so easily five years ago, and with Gu Mingzhu quickly exiting the country, only she remained by his side.
