"What song are you singing? It's nice." Li Mingzhu put her arm around her husband's shoulder and gave him a mischievous smile.

Wang Peng was about to hang up when his wife snatched his phone away.

“Mengjiao, we have important things to do. I’ll call you another day,” Li Mingzhu said.

"Sister Mingzhu, I haven't finished my work here, so I won't be returning to China anytime soon." Li Mengjiao hung up the phone immediately.

Li Mingzhu closed the phone case and handed the phone back to her husband.

Wang Peng said, "Wang Song just brought over some oranges. He wanted to make up with me, so I threw the oranges in the trash."

"Good riddance!" Li Mingzhu said. "You've severed ties, there's no need for you to have any contact in the future. At most, we'll give him alimony."

With both of his most beloved women saying the same thing, Wang Peng finally hardened his heart.

“Honey, being soft-hearted is both your strength and your weakness,” Li Mingzhu said. “Next comes the time for having children.”

Wang Peng scratched his head. "You were still at home when Zhou Shun called you. Where did you go just now?"

"Oh dear, are you checking up on me?" Li Mingzhu immediately wrapped her arms around his neck. "Checking up on me?"

“I’m not checking up on you, I’m just concerned about you,” Wang Peng said. “As for our relationship, I trust you.”

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you." Li Mingzhu waved her fist. "I went to the Artists Association to apply for membership. I submitted the materials, and they'll let me know tomorrow."

Next comes the time for having children, with one person demanding more and the other fully cooperating.

At 8 p.m., Zhou Ming, the president of the Artists Association, returned home and met his wife, Zhou Shun, who was chatting with him.

"Second brother, what brings you here?" Zhou Ming said with a smile.

"I've come to have tea with you. It's top-grade Longjing tea, costing eight hundred yuan per tael." Zhou Shun pointed to the tea leaves on the coffee table.

“Goodness, I have to try this,” Zhou Ming said. “Guiying, boil some water for us two brothers.”

The two are cousins; Zhou Shun's father is Zhou Ming's second uncle, and the cousins ​​have a very good relationship.

Zhou Ming's wife, Zhang Guiying, boiled a pot of water, and the two brothers began to taste the tea.

Zhou Mingdao said, "Your school's Li Mingzhu won the Qi Baishi Cup championship, you know about that, right?"

Zhou Shun nodded. "I received a message from my superiors. You want to invite her to join the association?"

“Yes,” Zhou Ming said. “I’ve already had her submit her materials. This child has a bright future and will definitely become a great painter.”

"Second brother, the provincial primary and secondary school students' painting competition is about to begin. Once she officially joins the association, I will make her an intern judge."

“Your school should arrange a TV interview for her. Let’s raise her profile and try to promote her as a great painter.”

After finishing his sentence in one breath, Zhou Ming picked up his teacup and looked at his cousin with a smile.

"Ming-ge, are you serious?" Zhou Shun was a little confused. "I came to see you today because I want you to refuse her membership."

"Huh?" Zhou Ming thought he had misheard and asked, "Are you serious?"

The higher Li Mingzhu's achievements, the higher the reputation of the provincial capital university, and the higher the president's reputation also rises.

Therefore, Zhou Ming suspected that he had misheard. How could his cousin, who was Li Mingzhu's principal, prevent Li Mingzhu from joining the association?

“Brother, it’s not that I want to ruin her future, it’s that Hu Qing wants to ruin her future,” Zhou Shun said softly.

Zhou Ming frowned, but quickly figured out the key point.

Hu Qing was Huang Ran's wife. Huang Ran died in a car accident, and there were rumors that Wang Peng killed him.

Everyone in the provincial capital knows that Huang Ran relentlessly suppressed Wang Peng before his death, which is why this rumor has arisen.

Since Li Mingzhu is Wang Peng's wife, it's logical for Hu Qing to take revenge on Li Mingzhu.

"Second brother, is Huang Ran's death really related to Wang Peng?" Zhou Ming asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, it shouldn't be a big deal." Zhou Shun shook his head. "Actually, I'm Hu Qing's mouthpiece. She's waiting for my call downstairs."

Hearing this, Zhou Ming frowned again, "Why did you help Hu Qing? How much money did she give you?"

“He didn’t give me any money, Ming-ge, don’t misunderstand.” Zhou Shun hurriedly shook his head.

Zhou Shun noticed his evasive eyes and knew he wasn't telling the truth. He must have received the money, though the amount probably wasn't large.

"You're having an affair with her?" Zhou Ming said in a deep voice. "Don't deny it, lust is a dangerous thing."

Zhou Shun blushed and lowered his head, avoiding looking at his cousin's face.

The two brothers are only two years apart in age and grew up together. They know each other very well.

In Zhou Ming's mind, his cousin Zhou Shun didn't have any major flaws, nor was he particularly greedy; he was just a bit lecherous.

“Hu Qing is definitely not a good person. Don’t get too close to him,” Zhou Ming said in a deep voice.

"Brother Ming, please help me this once, I promise this will be the last time," Zhou Shun pleaded.

After a long silence, Zhou Shun sighed softly, "This is the last time. Call Hu Qing and tell her to leave. I don't want to see her."

He knew his cousin's temperament; Wang Peng must have done something to offend him.

Although my cousin is a womanizer, he won't let women control him; there must be a bigger reason behind that.

Zhou Ming didn't want to ask why; it was the first time his cousin had asked him for a favor, and he felt embarrassed to refuse.

Zhou Shun immediately called Hu Qing to tell her that the matter had been resolved and that she could go home and rest.

The two brothers continued drinking tea and chatting until 10 p.m., when Zhou Ming turned on the television.

CCTV's variety channel is currently broadcasting the Qi Baishi Cup National Finals.

When the twenty-four contestants took the stage, Zhou Ming asked, "Which one is Li Mingzhu?"

The host was introducing the contestants to the audience, and Zhou Shun pointed to the television: "Group A, contestant number 1."

Zhou Ming's eyes lit up as he stared at Li Mingzhu. It turned out that she was not only a talented woman, but also a stunning beauty.

He said in a deep voice, "Tell me the truth, do you want her body, so you want me to stop her from joining the association?"

"No, I really don't have that intention," Zhou Shun hurriedly waved his hand.

He thought to himself, "My dear brother, I'm only after Wang Peng's money. Even if you gave me another guts, I wouldn't dare to mess with Li Mingzhu."

Because that was Wang Peng's Achilles' heel; whoever touched it would die.

The match on TV officially started, and Zhou Ming stopped talking and watched the TV intently.

The program lasts one hour, with four commercial breaks in between.

He witnessed the entire process of Li Mingzhu winning the championship, as well as the interaction between Wang Peng and her in the audience.

"Second brother, I advise you not to target Li Mingzhu."

"I could tell from the show that Wang Peng dotes on Li Mingzhu to the point of spoiling her."

“If you set your sights on Li Mingzhu, he will definitely fight you to the death, and you will most likely fall into his hands.”

Zhou Ming stared intently at Zhou Shun, his expression extremely serious.

Zhou Shun hurriedly waved his hand, "I didn't have any designs on Li Mingzhu, I just want Wang Peng's money, let me explain slowly."

He turned down the TV volume and recounted the conflict he had with Wang Peng over "twenty" interns.

After listening, Zhou Ming stared intently at Zhou Shun.

This idea is outrageous. The company pays the internship wages to the school, and the school withholds the interns' wages.

Twenty students, three months' worth of money is 30,000 yuan, which is indeed a huge sum.

Zhou Shun gave a wry smile. "Brother Ming, I don't want to make things difficult for Li Mingzhu. I just want Wang Peng to compromise. Please help me out."

After a long silence, Zhou Shun let out a long sigh, "This will not happen again."