Hello, Mr Li Chapter 89 - Women Were So Difficult To Handle

Dana's eyes turned bloodshot. "Heya, what..what are you saying?" When Heya noticed she was about to touch her, she avoided her touch. "Look at me, I guess you didn't notice that I've reduced a bit. Because you've never really cared. Everyone keeps saying Li corporation's young mistress has been in hiding. But is that really how it is? You all started it. You locked me in. You made me feel I would have been better if I was thinner. I eventually got used to that- To the fact that no one was going to like me as long as I remained fat. But you know what I realised today? Your weight doesn't matter. Your look doesn't even matter. You are who you are. I am Li Heya!" She declared and looked angrily at her mother. "I really regret growing up with the mentality you ingrained in me. If you really want to lose your only daughter, then fire Sara!"

Muchen felt he was being punished as he looked at Joreen . Women were so difficult to handle. He had met his Mother and Heya quarreling yesterday and had purposely not interfered. His parents were both lovely people who loved themselves deeply. But they were bad at being parents themselves. His emotions were also ignored while growing up. They only cared about making him out to be the perfect heir to the Li corporation. When he became the CEO at 27, the first thing he did was to leave his family's house and that had been the case till this very day. He never had thought to Heya's side. He always felt whatever she did had been her decision. If he had known better, he would have taken her with him a long time back. Heya refused anyone's consolation and locked herself in. His mother had cried and blamed Sara for making their daughter turn this way. Muchen didn't want to involve himself at first, but he didn't want her to push the blame to Sara. So he spoke up to let her know she had not really been a good parent. That had greatly broken her down and she left there in desolation.

Now, he was faced with Joreen that Sunday morning. Sitting together with him on his car's back seat. She had refused to say a word to him and just kept her head down.

"Truthfully, I changed my mind about coming out with you" Her tiny voice spoke out as she raised her head.

"I thought it was something you wanted" He said.

"I didn't want to mention this, but I can't keep being quiet. Have you been bullying my sister?" She shot him an angry look.

Muchen was startled by her question and adjusted. "No. Why would you think that?"

"I can't think of anyone else. She is easily annoyed these days. She rarely eats neither does she sleep. Did you by chance, hit her on Wednesday? There was a little cut on her lip."

Muchen thought back to Wednesday and remembered it was the same day she had the encounter with Zhang Hansong.

"It was someone else. He has been punished already"

"Really?" Her eyes brightened. "But why did he hit her? She has refused to say anything"

She had tried to ask Sara to come with her when the driver Muchen sent arrived. But she refused. She thought Muchen did something to her and so she refused to go with that 'monster' until Sara laughed and told her she was going shopping for a party this evening. That had greatly delighted Joreen.

"She doesn't talk to me either." He said sadly. He was happy though that Joreen was finally willing to talk to him. "Tell me everything about Sara"

Joreen smiled happily.. "Ooh.. the big boss is interested in my big sist right?"

Muchen laughed but didn't confirm or deny. Everything about Sara was interesting. Including her family members. They were also really smart and observant. Maybe-except Sara.

"If I tell you, Are you going to take me to the location site for 'The prisoners'?" She asked cunningly.

Muchen was quiet for about 3 seconds before he spoke to his driver who had been surprised to see his boss speaking freely with a little girl. "Confirm the location for The prisoners and drive us there"

He looked at Joreen. His look could be interpreted as 'See, We have a deal then'

Joreen squealed excitedly.