“Weiqi?” Xu Qing heard everyone speaking English and felt confused.

Li Weiqi felt his head aching. He knew his parents wouldn't compromise easily, but he didn't think they’d send this killing machine.

“Qingqing, this is my elder brother. This is my older sister, and this is the princess of our family.”

Xu Qing looked at the girl that was about Jiaojiao's age, and she repeated the address that Li Weiqi had said in surprise, “Princess?”

“It's over, Uncle. Not only is this woman old, but she also has dementia.” The killing machine opened her mouth again.

“Lily, you clearly know she can’t understand what you’re saying. Even if you say more, it won’t mean anything,” the well dressed woman said.

Lily pouted. “I know, but my Mandarin isn't good. I’d sound dumb if I spoke it.”

Li Weiqi said helplessly, “Lily, I’m begging you, can’t you speak nicer? I like her, and she's your aunt. You should respect her.”

Lily nodded. “I’ll try, but I might not be able to. She's just really, really, really old!”

“…” Li Weiqi felt like his heart was being stabbed by a knife....