At Li Guofu's house, a circle of Li family members surrounded Zhang Meihua, waiting for the final news. Today marked the last day of the seven-day deadline set by Tian Yaru.
If Li Si still refused to agree, they really wouldn't dare to move forward with the money.
It wasn't until Zhang Meihua hung up the phone with a beaming smile that everyone finally sighed in relief. The answer was self-evident.
"Meihua, did Li Si really agree?" Li Guofu asked again, still feeling it was too good to be true, like a dream. Could it be that his persuasion had actually worked?
Zhang Meihua nodded vigorously, her face glowing with joy: "She agreed! This time, we can finally relax. Honey, you're the best—once you stepped in, Li Si agreed! It seems that, as her uncle, you really hold a lot of sway in her heart!"
