The belated mercenary leader saw the helicopter disappear, plus the two mercenary brothers, one was shot in the head and the other was pierced in the heart, and died on the spot, and there was no proof of death.

He didn't know who did it, let alone Li Sanqing's resurrection, and took it for granted that someone had robbed Li Sanqing's body.

Then he picked up his mobile phone and reported in a deep voice: "Boss, the body of the third lady is gone."

On the other end of the phone, Li Yanting, who was sitting by a big lake deep in the mountains and forests, was biting his cigarette, and his mist-shrouded eyes were as secretive as deep.

After being silent for a long time, he smiled lightly, and said in his heart: "Auntie, the golden cicada is having a good time, it seems that the struggle between us is far from over."

The bony fingers pinched off the cigarette butt, hung up the mercenary captain's phone, got up and strode out of the forest.

In the following half a month, he checked the whereabouts of the helicopter, but because the radar signal on the plane was artificially cut off, there was no trace in China. As for foreign countries, even if the world's top ten private detectives are invited to search for Li Sanqing's figure in various countries, there are still no clues......

Just when Li Yanting was busy dealing with Li Sanqing, who suddenly disappeared, Sheng Wanning secretly contacted the doctor who could do the operation without telling Li Yanting, and agreed on the date of the operation.

Everything is quietly planned.

Lanfeng Villa looks no different from the past, except that Zhou Jinxiu is making a fuss about going to R country to see Meixue, and forcing Li Yanting to apologize to Meixue in person.

Li Yanting seemed to have a hard time dealing with his mother, so he simply worked overtime for days.

Zhou Jinxiu began to come to Sheng Wanning's stubble with nothing to do.

"Have you cooked a meal for Yan Ting?"

One day, Sheng Wanning, who had just come back from outside, was suddenly asked coldly by Zhou Jinxiu on the sofa.

The bloodshot face under the silk veil froze slightly.

Cook? Not only did she never cook for Li Yanting, but she even made it for herself only a handful of times.

Besides, who made it mandatory for wives to cook for their husbands?

"I haven't done it."

Sheng Wanning shook off indifferently and went to the restaurant.

Because she returned late, the meal had already passed, and Zhou Jinxiu and Li Jingsong had already eaten.

The maid will warm up her portion of the meal and serve it to the table.

As soon as she took a bite of the dish, she heard Zhou Jinxiu raise her tone and said, "Young people nowadays, their fingers don't touch the spring water, heh."

Listening to this yin and yang strange voice, Sheng Wanning's eyes showed a trace of coldness, and she simply let go of the dishes and chopsticks and sent a message to Li Yanting.

"Come back, hungry...... [Aggrieved expression]"

Li Yanting, who was working overtime in the office, glanced at the bright screen, saw her message, misunderstood what she said "hungry", pursed his lips and smiled, and sent a voice back: "Madame take a shower first, wait for me to go back, feed, one, full."

When the last three words were spoken, the man's hoarse and magnetic voice was reminiscent.

Sheng Wanning suddenly felt that her throat was dry and hot, shook her head violently, and after expelling the color pictures full of her mind, she typed a few words vigorously, and sent them out with one click.

"Ding—"

Li Yan Ting, who was working at the desk, heard the familiar sound again, picked up his mobile phone, and saw a string of words on the screen: [I mean, your little baby hasn't eaten yet. 】

Junyi's face froze.

It turned out that he had misunderstood.

Looking at the time again, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and his eyes were sinking, what were the housekeepers and servants doing? How could he starve his wife?

It's not right to think about it, something must have happened.

He quickly turned off his computer, grabbed his coat and walked out of the office.

Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce drove back to Lanfeng Villa.

Li Yanting took a long step, got out of the car and walked into the house, and when he washed his hands in the washbasin handed by the maid, his eyes swept the whole situation lightly.

Zhou Jinxiu was sitting on the sofa watching TV in thin clothes.

Sheng Wanning rubbed her empty stomach and sat on the dining chair, her mouth pursed, looking aggrieved.

In front of her lay three dishes, one soup and white rice

Rice, faintly steaming.

He instantly understood: he had encountered a thorny problem that every man has faced for thousands of years, a dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Mom, you can't get cold on your legs, cover more."

As he spoke, Li Yan Ting put a thin and precious blanket on the back of the sofa on his mother's lap.

Zhou Jinxiu said "um" indifferently and looked at the TV intently.

Li Yanting sighed, walked to the restaurant, sat down next to Sheng Wanning, and asked gently, "Aren't these dishes your usual favorite? Why don't you eat it?"

"The old lady said that young people should cook and stir-fry by themselves to hone their hard will, and I think the old lady is right, so these servants can't eat a single bite of the food."

Her voice was neither light nor heavy, just enough to be heard by Zhou Jinxiu.

The corners of Zhou Jinxiu's lips raised slightly, and she said in a sharp tone, "Isn't it? The wealthy family has a good upbringing, and the young ladies each have good cooking skills, even if they don't need to cook themselves in the future, but whether they will be able to do it or not, these are two different things."

"It's from a poor country, it's lazy to eat, it's no strength, and it's a dream of a wealthy family all day long!"

After speaking, Zhou Jinxiu glanced at Sheng Wanning in the restaurant with contempt.

Sheng Wanning took in her contemptuous look, raised her eyelids and stared at the man beside her affectionately, and said pitifully, "Listen, I'm not talking nonsense, right? Go and stir fry me something, young man~."

Li Yanting rubbed his eyebrows and chuckled, "What does Madam want to eat?"

"Whatever you want, fish, meat, poultry, eggs?"

"Whole meat? Don't eat some vegetarian food?"

"No, it's going to be served tonight."

"Yes, Madame, wait a moment."

Zhou Jinxiu listened to the conversation between the two of them, and his face changed slightly.

What's the situation? She said that she wanted Sheng Wanning to cook and stir-fry!

How does it sound, this wild girl wants her son to stir-fry for her?!

When he was stunned, he only heard Li Yanting's low and mellow voice instruct the servant next to him: "Wash the fish, slice the beef, cut the duck into pieces, beat two eggs, and in addition, find me a set of kitchen clothes, and I'll fry them."

When Zhou Jinxiu heard this, she stood up directly from the sofa, and the thin blanket fell to the ground.

"Yan Ting, what are you doing? Are you a dignified Li family member and cook for her? What a system!"

"Mom, hasn't Dad done the same to you all these years?" Li Yanting added helplessly: "Cooking for your wife is a matter of course."

"Joke, we've been married for decades, how long have you been married? I'm used to this woman now, and I'll have it later?" Zhou Jinxiu stared at Sheng Wanning with wide eyes, and reprimanded: "Sheng Wanning, as Yan Ting's wife, you have good character, rhetoric, appearance, talent, and the four virtues of women, which one can you handle? How can you call my son so brazenly!"

Sheng Wanning's eyes lit up.

What age is it, this old lady actually used the ancient women's four virtues to talk about her? She was jaw-dropping.

"Old lady, since you mentioned three obedience and four virtues, you also said that I am a young man just now, so let's talk about the three obedience and four "gains" in the eyes of young people now!"

She got up calmly, walked towards Zhou Jinxiu step by step with a light smile, and said without hurrying: "The so-called three subordinates: in the face of oppression, never bow your head; In the face of evil, he never relented; Never back down in the face of threats! The so-called four deeds: those who do not give birth to me cannot beat me; Whoever is not kind to me shall not be scolded by me; Those who are not capable of far surpassing me say that I can't; If it's not me, you can't mess with me! Excuse me, did I explain it clearly?"