Li Jiayuan watched Xiao Wei's retreating figure, wanting to call out and ask him to stay, but in that moment, she didn't know what to say.
As Xiao Wei was leaving, he too felt a tinge of sorrow. When would he no longer be looked down upon by others? Why, even with his considerable achievements, did they still disdain him? Could money really make the world go around? Although society can't function without money, money isn't everything. Yet without it, one can hardly do anything. Should a single word "money" dictate a person's character, their entire life? Why does no one see the good in him? In what way is he lacking to them? Sometimes, he truly couldn't understand the human heart!
Li Haixiao came downstairs and said to Li Jiayuan, "Jiayuan, this was dad's fault, I didn't think it through. But I really didn't mean to look down on him, please believe that."