The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

"It's a good thing there is Tinghe, otherwise, the Li family would have been blackmailed for 20 billion yuan!" Tang Jingxian patted her chest in fear.

"That's right." Bai Jingxuan nodded, "You have a son who is very smart and strategizing."

At the end of the trial, the other party's request for repayment of the arrears was rejected. The Li family sued the other party for the crime of false accusation at the same time, which will be dealt with in a separate case.

Li Song sat in a wheelchair and was interviewed by the media on the steps outside the court.

"Mr. Li Song, how do you feel about winning the lawsuit?" the reporter asked.

"The Li family has a big business, so it is inevitable that there will be gangsters coveting and blackmailing. The law is fair, and it will always clear my innocence and severely punish the wicked!" Li Song straightened his back and was generous. In front of the media, he still looks like a big family.

Tang Jingxian watched the live broadcast on her mobile phone and snorted coldly.

Half an hour later, Li Song returned to Li's old house, and the servant pushed him into the living room in a wheelchair.

Bai Jingxuan and Li Tinghe are sitting on the sofa watching TV news.

Tang Jingxian glanced at Li Song, and said strangely, "You still know you want to come back?"

"This is my home, of course I have to come back." Li Song licked his smiling face, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes became more wrinkled because of the smile, "Honey, I know I was wrong."

"You signed the IOU." Tang Jingxian threw the real IOU to Li Song, "Look carefully, how confused you are!"

"It's really thanks to Ting He." Li Song already knew that his son ordered someone to replace him.

Li Tinghe's sharp eyes swept over, "The 20 billion will be deducted from your pocket money."

"Yes." Li Song already felt that he had escaped death if he could not be blackmailed by outsiders, so he quickly tore up the IOU, so as not to be used by outsiders again.

One million pocket money a month, 20 billion...

For the rest of his life, he didn't even have any pocket money.

"Trash!" Tang Jingxian gave Li Song a two-word evaluation indifferently.

"I'm rubbish, I'm trash, I'm an idiot!" Li Songmeng slapped himself on the face, mercilessly, until his face was swollen, "Honey, if you still don't feel relieved, continue to hit me, hit me When I enter the hospital, I will never complain."

After this incident, Li Song can be regarded as completely seeing that the woman outside is only for his money.

Only Jingxian is not only the son's mother, but also the person who will spend his whole life with him sincerely.

Li Zhenshan came out of the room with a cane, and his voice was very hoarse, "Jingxian, you were too gentle before. How could I give birth to such a beast son? Keep beating!"

"Dad, you're right..." Li Song bowed his head and apologized, "I'm a beast."

Tang Jingxian was not so angry with his low profile.

"Tinghe is in a high position. As his father, you are easy to be used by others." Li Zhenshan earnestly said, "Even for the Li family, for Tinghe, you must not be confused again in the future!"

"No more." Li Song really knew he was wrong.

Thinking of how kind Li Muqing was to him, even after she thought he had no money, she was still willing to support him. The true love he thought was not only a complete trap, but also full of disgust and disgust towards him behind his back.

His heart was completely cold and clear.

"You are still injured, go and rest." Li Zhenshan waved his hand.

"Yes." Li Song said to Li Zhenshan with concern, "Dad, I made you sick with anger before. Take good care of your body."

"I've made progress." Li Zhenshan's eyes flashed a gleam of relief, "With Jing Xuan, a genius doctor, here, I'm fine."