Hearing this, Mother Wang’s expression shifted.
"Young Master Li, then this..."
"Mother Wang, go quickly and bring in the woman who claims to be my cousin. I want to see her!"
Li Bikuan was slow-witted, but he held family in high regard. He was a man who valued filial piety, and Li Guihua knew this well. It was precisely by banking on this that she had decided to seek him out.
Li Guihua was brought to Li Bikuan’s private room, where he had been waiting for some time. Hearing the commotion, Li Bikuan turned to look. He did not recognize the woman standing before him. "You... you are my cousin?"
He looked her up and down. She was covered in dust, her hair a disheveled mess. Dressed like a village woman, how could she possibly be his cousin?
"Of course I am!" Seeing Li Bikuan, Li Guihua immediately tried to cozy up to him. "Kuan’er, have you forgotten your cousin?"
As she spoke, she stepped forward and grabbed Li Bikuan’s hand. He was stunned by her over-familiarity and stared at her blankly.
"A few years ago, at your grandmother’s birthday celebration, my whole family came to pay our respects. Have you forgotten already?"
Li Bikuan had been quite young then. Thinking back, he recalled that such an event had taken place, though he truly could not remember what this cousin looked like. However, he understood that this was likely no lie. He knew his family had many poor relatives, but Li Cuntian looked down upon them and refused to keep in touch. Li Bikuan, valuing kinship, had a…
Chapter 23