“He beat Wang Cheng up like this, this isn’t over!” Li Guifen shouted. “Officer, you must arrest him and put him in jail.”

Feng Dali said in a deep voice, "Speak softer. Being right doesn't depend on how loud you are. My ears can hear you clearly."

Seeing that the police officer was angry, Wang Song quickly glared at Li Guifen and said, "Don't say anything, let the police handle this."

He was the head of the household, and Li Guifen was afraid of him, so she kept quiet.

Wang Song looked at Wang Cheng, then at Wang Peng, and finally at Feng Dali.

He smiled wryly and said, "Officer, it's normal for brothers to fight. It's not going to get to the authorities. I think we should just let it go."

Wang Peng was taken aback and frowned as he looked at Wang Song.

I was very puzzled. The Wang Song of the past was not like this. How could he possibly speak up for me?

Hu Qing glanced at Li Guifen and Wang Song, then turned to Wang Cheng and asked, "Xiao Cheng, who are these two comrades?"

Wang Cheng hurriedly said, "These are my father and mother. You are heavily pregnant, so I asked them to come and take care of you."

Wang Peng frowned again, stealing a glance at Hu Qing's lower abdomen. It turned out she was pregnant with Wang Cheng's child.

"You must be Xiao Qing?" Li Guifen grabbed Hu Qing's hand, beaming. "You're quite heavy, so you should stay home and rest from now on."

Li Guifen's mood changed faster than turning the pages of a book; she was fierce and menacing just a moment ago, but now she's all smiles.

She was wearing dark blue pants, a floral print top, and had short, ear-length hair.

With her bronze skin, wrinkles and crow's feet on her face, and very rough hands, she looked like a rural woman.

Hu Qing forcefully pulled her hand away, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

She smiled slightly, "Xiao Cheng, I've already hired a nanny, so there's no need to trouble your parents."

“Okay.” Wang Cheng nodded hurriedly, not going against Hu Qing’s wishes.

Hu Qing added, "Wang Peng is my boss, and you are the president of Huihuang. From now on, we should cooperate sincerely and let's put this fighting behind us."

He said this with a smile, but his tone left no room for argument.

“Okay.” Wang Cheng nodded again. “Sister Qing, I was too impulsive at the time. I really shouldn’t have gotten into a fight.”

“We’re in the wrong here, you should apologize to Boss Peng,” Hu Qing said with a smile.

In an instant, Wang Cheng felt displeased, as if he had swallowed a fly.

How come he apologized to Wang Peng when he was the one who got his nose bleeding?

Despite his displeasure, he dared not disobey Hu Qing's wishes.

One must be prepared to live off a woman; he's not Cao Dahua, the "Tiger of the Major Crimes Unit," and can't force himself to live off a woman for the time being.

He walked up to Wang Peng, bowed his head and apologized, "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have caused you trouble, please forgive me."

"How can this be?" Li Guifen shouted angrily, "Wang Peng, do you have any conscience at all...?"

"Mother!" Wang Cheng turned around and glared at her. "Stop talking. Qingjie's health is the most important thing."

Li Guifen turned to look at Hu Qing and saw that she looked unwell. Worried that it would affect the baby in her womb, she quickly shut her mouth.

"Wang Cheng, I forgive you this time. I hope you will take care of yourself," Wang Peng said.

"Thank you, brother." Wang Cheng extended his right hand, wanting to shake hands with his brother and make peace.

Wang Peng couldn't stand his fake expression and didn't bother to shake his hand.

He knew that Wang Cheng dared to cause trouble mainly because Hu Qing was pregnant, and Wang Cheng thought that Hu Qing would take action against him.

Brilliant Group is the largest supermarket in the provincial capital, and it must have a complex web of connections. These connections are definitely enough to deal with Wang Peng.

However, Wang Cheng miscalculated; Hu Qing did not want to break ties with Wang Peng.

Feng Dali drafted the settlement agreement, read it from beginning to end, and had both parties sign it.

Thus, the two sides reached a settlement.

Wang Cheng felt frustrated again; his nose was bleeding from the beating, and he had to pay for his own medical treatment.

He decided to re-examine his relationship with Hu Qing.

It's impossible to gain status through one's son for the time being; we must proceed gradually. First, we need to get the marriage certificate, and then we can deal with other things later.

After they left the branch office, Hu Qing said with a smile, "Boss Peng, shall we have a chat?"

Wang Cheng immediately turned to look at Hu Qing, a sense of crisis rising in his heart.

Wang Peng nodded. "Sure, there's a newly opened coffee shop nearby."

"No need." Hu Qing pointed to Wang Peng's Alto. "Just a quick chat about business, it'll be over soon."

Wang Peng opened the door and invited her into the car, then started the engine and turned the air conditioning up to the maximum.

“Brother Peng, I can abort Wang Cheng’s child. You can divorce Sister Mingzhu and marry me. My dowry will be the entire Glory.”

“You can continue to have romantic relationships with Mingzhu and Mengjiao, I won’t be jealous. I just want a son to inherit Huihuang Supermarket in the future.”

"Young man, young women are no less attractive than young girls. You can try women of different ages; each one offers a different experience."

Hu Qing finished speaking in one breath, her expression a half-smile, with a slight upturn of the corners of her mouth.

Wang Peng's eyebrows stood up one by one as he stared intently at Hu Qing's face.

What did they hear? A newly pregnant mother actually laughed and said she wanted to abort her child.

He originally thought that Hu Qing truly loved Wang Cheng, which was why she was willing to have a child with him.

"Don't be surprised." Hu Qing placed her hand on Wang Peng's thigh. "You look alike to Wang Cheng. I've always thought of him as you."

"When I do that kind of thing, I always close my eyes and think about your face."

"Didn't you want to open a supermarket? If you marry me, you can skip twenty years of hard work. Think about it carefully."

Hu Qing's hand slowly moved upwards, about to touch Wang Peng's crotch.

"Sister Hu!" Wang Peng grabbed her hand and pulled it away.

He said in a deep voice, "Your words have surprised me; this doesn't seem real."

Both of them lived in the cozy neighborhood and saw each other all the time. Their relationship was just a nodding acquaintance, with no intimate contact between them.

Wang Peng only remembered that once, Hu Qing was domestically abused by Huang Ran and fainted on the street. He happened to be passing by and took Hu Qing to the hospital.

"Hehe." Hu Qing chuckled lightly, "Little brother, do you think I'm a pervert?"

Wang Peng shook his head, looked up at Wang Cheng outside the window, and remembered a saying from his predecessors.

You must be discerning when choosing a wife. Marrying a good woman can bring prosperity to three generations, while marrying a bad woman can ruin your family.

"Sister Hu Qing, thank you for thinking so highly of me, but I have no intention of getting a divorce in this lifetime."

Wang Peng said very seriously, "I love my wife. I'm going to Beijing now to accompany her to the National Painting Grand Prix. Please get off the bus."

Hu Qing shook her head. "Only children talk about love; adults talk about interests."

"If you marry me, I'll make you work twenty years less; if you don't marry me, I'll make you work twenty years more."

"Oh?" Wang Peng chuckled. "You're planning to become my enemy if I refuse your offer?"

“That’s right,” Hu Qing said. “If you don’t marry me, I’ll have Wang Cheng deal with you. You should know that Wang Cheng is a dog that bites.”

"For example, in this fight, if I wanted to deal with you, you would be skinned alive, and Feng Dali wouldn't be able to protect you."

She patted Wang Peng on the shoulder and said softly, "Little brother, I'll give you three days to think it over."

Wang Peng shook his head. "I don't like being threatened. If you want trouble, bring it on. I'm not afraid."