Xu Zhengzheng looked a few more times with some nostalgia, but his expression became more and more serious as he silently sipped half a glass of wine.

Putting down his glass, he leaned back on his seat and said, "Anyan, you know who I am. It's not that I won't help you. Since I've told you why Mr. Li isn't willing to move, you should know how difficult it is." Mr. Li doesn't need money. All he wants is the courtyard his wife left him. Let him see the courtyard destroyed with ...