Yu Minglang spoke seriously, "This meat—what I mean is, I've already thought of a way to solve Liu Li's problem."
"You?" Qian questioned, surprised that Yu Minglang could think of a solution that even she, a top psychologist, couldn't.
"Stop doubting your man all the time!" Yu Minglang pinched her little nose again before sharing his thoughts with Qian.
"If Liu Li as a child doesn't grow up, Mrs. Liu and her husband won't get better, and Mrs. Liu still hasn't recovered from the shock of Shuang's death. If Liu Li follows in his brother's footsteps, she'll be uneasy just thinking about it. Besides, you can see Liu Li doesn't really like the path he's chosen; it's more about rebellion."
How many teenagers really know what they want? Sometimes it's just rebellion, thinking that they like something, but it's not true.
"I think the same, but if Liu Li insists on it himself, what can we do?"
