Li Huan knew there was no way he could go back tonight, so he texted Ren Xiya.
But he didn’t ntion what had happened at ho.
He thought Ren Xiya wouldn’t ask much, but unexpectedly, her reply ca imdiately.
"Are you okay?"
"Concerned about ?"
"Yes."
Ren Xiya’s sincere response moved Li Huan.
He was truly touched.
The young lady was straightforward by nature.
Li Huan thought for a mont but still didn’t explain.
"I’ll take care of it."
"Okay."
After putting down the phone, Li Huan began to sort out the family’s assets.
He had hired a professional manager to manage the Li Family’s business, and most investnts were made following Gong Chen’s lead.
Gong Chen ate at, and he drank soup.
He was quite content.
But he also understood that Gong Chen helped him out of friendship, and he couldn’t rely on others forever.
So in his spare ti, he also started learning to manage a company and attempted to invest in so projects.
The returns fluctuated, but overall were acceptable.
After all, he wasn’t a professional.
Moreover, his interest lay in dicine, and he couldn’t finish reading all the books he had; his energy was really limited.
But now.
A large portion of the money couldn’t be imdiately transferred from the company, so there was still a significant financial gap.
Li Huan irritably ran his hand through his hair, not even noticing when the study door was pushed open.
Mrs. Li walked in, carrying a cup of tea.
"Li Huan, I’m sorry for you."
"Mom, saying this now is pointless. I beg you, can you listen to my opinion from now on? I rember you weren’t like this before," Li Huan said helplessly.
Mrs. Li pressed her lips together, not speaking.
Indeed, she hadn’t been like this before.
The Li Family couldn’t compare with the top-tier wealthy families, but they had a foundation.
She had a husband who loved her, a harmonious family, and friendly relatives.
Both sons were well-rounded and top students in dical school.
But ever since her husband died, everything seed to change.
Li He died, and Li Huan beca disobedient.
That’s when she was montarily swayed by a few words from Fourth Master Li.
Mrs. Li knew that nothing she could say now would make a difference.
She whispered, "My natal family left so properties. How about selling them to at least save the Li Family’s house? Everything here was left to by your father."
"Mom, you don’t need to worry about this. I know you’re not feeling well right now. If you trust , can you let handle it?"
"Okay." Mrs. Li sat down to the side, her head bowed, "Do you still resent how I treated you and Ren Xiya?"
Hearing this, Li Huan put down the docunts and looked at her calmly.
"Mom, you’ll always be my mom. I could never hate you. I know you only targeted Xiya because you’re uncomfortable in your heart."
This made Mrs. Li feel even more ashad, and she choked up slightly.
"Li Huan, last ti I blad you for not saving your brother— I didn’t an to say it. I didn’t know..."
"Mom, the doctor already told that wasn’t your true intention. In fact, I bla myself as well. If I had figured out Li He’s intentions earlier, I might have been able to stop him in ti, and he could have turned back."
Mrs. Li suddenly realized that Li Huan was still the most understanding son she had.
She felt even more guilty towards him.
Li Huan saw through her thoughts: "Mom, go to sleep. I’ll take care of everything."
"Okay, don’t tire yourself out too much."
After Mrs. Li left, Li Huan buried himself in work again.
After a night of sorting, Li Huan was exhausted.
Just then, he received ssages from other Li Family mbers; they had pooled together a lot of money, yet it was still not enough.
The Li Mansion’s centerpiece was the ancestral Champion Scholar Mansion.
The current size of the mansion was the result of expansion by later generations.
The central residence was almost worthy of being a recognized cultural relic.
Several relics preserved there were still on display in museums.
Who would have thought it would be used as collateral for over a hundred million yuan by Fourth Uncle?
Gathering over a hundred million in liquid funds in a short period was genuinely difficult.
Not to ntion the interest.
Li Huan pressed his lips together, hesitating for a mont as he considered whether to borrow from Gong Chen.
But before he could make up his mind, the butler hurried in.
"Young Master, the debt collectors are here!"
"How can that be? Weren’t they coming in a few days?" Li Huan stood up abruptly.
The butler shook his head: "I heard the leader say soone tipped them off that we were preparing to default, so now they’ve co to catch us off guard."
Li Huan was stunned for a mont, quickly deducing who the informant was.
It must be Fourth Uncle’s family.
Only the Li Family insiders knew the ancestral ho contained relics.
It seed that if they couldn’t have it themselves, they wanted to ruin it for others.
Li Huan led the butler to the living room.
The opposing party had brought over a dozen people. Even though they wore suits, they acted very aggressively.
They didn’t look easy to deal with.
They looked at Li Huan, and upon seeing his refined appearance, snickered coldly.
"Young Master Li, it seems you’ve got the money ready. If not, I’ll have to take the house."
"This house... I like it very much."
Li Huan recognized them instantly as professional loan sharks.
If they dared to co so brazenly, they must have backing.
Such people moved freely between both the black and white worlds and were not to be provoked by ordinary folks.
Li Huan calmly said, "Fourth Uncle already explained the situation to , and I’m raising the money. Please grant us a few more days."
The man laughed heartily.
"Worthy of being a young master from a rich family, such smooth talk. But... no."
"We’re debt collectors, not philanthropists. Besides, your Fourth Uncle already promised that today it’s either money or the house."
Li Huan thought for a mont, "How about this: I’ll give you part of the money first, and the rest in three days. I’ll pay you the standard interest."
"Haha... standard interest? Young Master, what do you take us for?"
Li Huan scrutinized the person and imdiately sensed sothing was wrong.
"You’re not here for the money; you want the house."
"Smart!" The person no longer concealed anything, "The Li Mansion is a pri location, but because of the Champion Scholar Mansion, our boss hasn’t been able to acquire the land. If the Champion Scholar Mansion belonged to our boss, privately owned, even if it were torn down or burned, no one could intervene."
Li Huan’s face grew serious.
"The investnt project by Fourth Uncle—was it bait laid out by you guys?"
"It sure was. Your Fourth Uncle is foolish, and his children even more so. Just a bit of sweetness, and they’ve fallen for it."
After saying this, he impatiently waved his hand.
"Enough, I don’t want to waste words with you. We are taking the house now; drive out everyone not involved."
"Who dares!"
Mrs. Li stepped out.
She was dressed in plain clothes, her face drawn.
Evidently, she too hadn’t slept well.
Mrs. Li stood in front of Li Huan, speaking directly: "To take the house, you’ll have to step over my dead body!"
"Hey! You old woman, you refuse to be sensible. Do you really think we fear you? It’s not like we couldn’t rip you to pieces if needed."
He glared at Mrs. Li viciously.
Mrs. Li had never encountered such brazen people before, tears welled in her eyes, yet she remained in front of Li Huan.
"Try it then!"
"Everyone up! Ignore this old woman. If she’s hurt or killed, the compensation is just minor," the man had long been prepared.
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