The Apple of His Eye

The two sides were now at a stalemate.

Li Xiaoran frowned, caught between them—

The Old Madam fixed her gaze on Li Weiyang, thoughtful. Before she knew it, she let out a sigh.

At last, Li Xiaoran said slowly, “Changle, help your mother up first.”

Li Weiyang’s heart turned cold and still. In that moment, she understood the decision Li Xiaoran had made.

Regret showed in Li Xiaoran’s eyes. “Weiyang, you acted far too rashly today. You shouldn’t have beaten your cousin so badly without first finding out what had happened. He is the Lady of Wei’s only son, and I must give the Marquis of Bochang an explanation—”

He never mentioned the note or Li Changle. He only said Li Weiyang had beaten the wrong person, clearly intending to place all the blame on her while turning a blind eye to the true culprit. Li Weiyang couldn’t believe her father knew nothing of Li Changle’s actions. He was simply protecting her.

She raised her head and said slowly, “Father, how do you intend to punish me?”

Li Changle’s face lit up with unconcealed delight. Father was still on her side, after all!

Li Xiaoran looked at Weiyang with a trace of guilt and was about to speak when a young man came sprinting over. He reached them and dropped to his knees with a thud, right beside Li Weiyang...