Mrs. Li held her mobile phone in a daze and sat down on the sofa.

What does he mean by that?

What does he mean by being so cautious!

What is the Dharma of Peace and Perfection in the World?

What does she mean that she makes people hurt Ruan Jingwei once, and he kills himself once?

He clearly knew that she regarded his son as more important than her husband and her own life!

He still wants to say this, to stab her heart like this?

Who is she for?

She made such a decision, she cleaned her hands for half her life, and when she was old, she was stained with blood, for the sake of his future and his future, and he lived well?

She gave birth to him in October, and raised him to adulthood with high hopes on him, but now, because of a girl, he is fighting against her like this.

Mrs. Li only felt that her heart was as sharp and painful as a pinprick.

If she knew this, she should have left him alone and watched him be killed by that female **!

The main residence of the Zhou family.

Mrs. Zhou looked at the young but extraordinary young man in front of her, and the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at it, the more happy she felt.

If Ah Xian marries into the Li family in the imperial capital, she will be the president's wife in the future, and the Zhou family's power in southern Yunnan will be as stable as Mount Tai.

This is better than the second ancestor who married the Xu family, I don't know how many times.

"Li Shao came to southern Yunnan this time, is there a business trip, or"

Zhou Shichang, the current head of the Zhou family, is a well-known old treacherous and cunning rudder, if it weren't for this, he would not stand out among the children of the Zhou family and sit on the throne of this uncrowned king.

Li Shenheng remained silent, put down the teacup and smiled faintly: "Old Man Zhou's complexion has not diminished back then, it can be seen that life has been very smooth and leisurely over the years." ”

"Old, old, no younger than you."

Zhou Shichang waved his hand again and again, and asked Li Shenheng tactfully about his intentions.

"Li came to southern Yunnan in person because of some private matters, and dared to ask Mr. Zhou, have you heard anything new in southern Yunnan recently?"

Zhou Shichang let out an 'oh', stroked his gray beard that was a few inches long, and said thoughtfully: "There are new things, but Li Shao is not interested."

"Let's hear about it."

"The young master of our Golden Triangle underground royal city just came back to southern Yunnan recently, and I heard that he brought back a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and a beautiful woman, and he was very fond of it."

"Xuan Ling of the Golden Triangle?" Li Shenheng's eyes sank, and his back couldn't help but tense a little.

How could it fall into that man's hands?

That notorious killer who doesn't blink an eye and does no evil!

"Yes, it is this person who dares to ask Li Shao, but he is looking for someone, if there is a place where someone in my Zhou can use it"

"Don't use it for the time being, if you need it, Li will definitely speak."

Li Shenheng stood up and said goodbye; "Li has something to do today, so I won't stay longer, and I'll come to visit the old man and his wife another day."

Mrs. Zhou was quite reluctant: "Why do you leave here, why do you have to eat?"

As soon as the words fell, a girl's cry suddenly came from outside: "Dad, Mom, come and call the shots for me, I've been bullied!" ”

Zhou Ya rushed in with a gust of wind, didn't look at the people standing in the hall, and cried aggrievedly when she threw herself into Mrs. Zhou's arms.

"You kid, what's wrong, tell me well, there are still guests at home."

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly pulled her daughter away, and smiled at Li Shenheng with some embarrassment: "The girl is spoiled, there are no rules, so you can laugh." ”“

Li Shenheng didn't care, but smiled and said goodbye again.

Zhou Shichang's face was ugly, he glared at Zhou Ya fiercely, and personally sent him out.

Only then did Zhou Ya see Li Shenheng, and at this glance, her eyes would not roll.

3.7.