Here it comes...
Li Beijue had anticipated that he would ask this, his thin lips pressed together, a hint of agitation flitting through his eyes. But he concealed it well, and merely said expressionlessly, "There was a bit of a dispute."
He thought he had disguised himself well, but his facade was hardly enough in front of the shrewd Old Master Li, who had already deduced the severity from his whitening knuckles.
He squinted his hale and hearty pupils, as if pondering something, and spoke, "Up until now, I still don't think she's suitable for you..."
His words had barely started when the man with tightly pressed thin lips forcefully interrupted him, "It's enough that I think she is suitable! I find her very suitable!"
The old butler's brow twitched, especially afraid the two would start a dispute again.
One should know that Old Master Jue's body hadn't fully recovered yet, and experts had said that he needed to relax and calmly recuperate for a period of time.
