The Li family villa is very large, with three floors. The yard has a lawn and a swimming pool, and there is a dedicated gardener responsible for maintaining the lawn.

Even Li Mingzhu, who has seen her share of storms, was taken aback by this luxurious villa.

"Sister Mingzhu, the real estate here is a bit different from that in China, don't worry about it," Li Mengjiao said with a smile.

"Amazing." Li Mingzhu gave a thumbs up. "Mengjiao, such a big house really surprised me."

Li Longfei said, "Mingzhu, such a big house isn't expensive; the situation is different."

The group chatted as they walked into the villa's living room.

Wang Jiye was already asleep when Li Mengjiao hurriedly led Wang Peng to the second-rate nursery.

"Brother, this is the room Bu Hui used to live in." Li Mengjiao carefully placed the child in the crib.

Wang Peng said, "Mengjiao, I heard from Mingyue that you're going to help Dong Shishi contact Cambridge?"

Li Mengjiao chuckled and wrapped her arms around Wang Peng's neck: "Brother, do you dislike Dong Shishi?"

Wang Peng was taken aback, then nodded. He did indeed dislike the arrogant Dong Shishi.

“Brother, since you hate her, how could I possibly help her?” Li Mengjiao said with a smile.

"Uh..." Wang Peng was a little confused, and asked again, "Didn't you promise her that if she sold the shares to me, you would help her..."

Li Mengjiao covered his mouth and said softly, "Brother, don't worry about this. I'll handle it."

Upon hearing this, Wang Peng lost interest in asking any further questions, as he trusted Li Mengjiao's abilities.

"Brother, I have good news for you." Li Mengjiao took Wang Peng's hand and slowly placed it on her lower abdomen.

Wang Peng was stunned when he saw the maternal glow on her face.

About three months ago, Li Mengjiao returned to China, ostensibly to handle company affairs, but actually to prepare for her second child.

The two of them were crazy at the time. Although she only stayed for a few days, Wang Peng was completely exhausted during those days.

"Mengjiao, what do you mean?" Wang Peng was a little confused, staring at her lower abdomen.

Li Mengjiao took off her suit jacket, lifted her t-shirt, and said with a smile, "Brother, take another look."

Wang Peng could see that her lower abdomen was slightly protruding, which clearly indicated that she was pregnant.

"Huh!" Wang Peng was dumbfounded. After a moment, he squatted down in front of Li Mengjiao and gently kissed her lower abdomen.

"Hehe, it tickles!" Li Mengjiao laughed like a young girl, as happy as a child.

She hugged Wang Peng's head and said softly, "Brother, I've checked, it's your son."

Wang Peng was overwhelmed with joy. His third child, his second son, was in the womb and would soon be born.

"Brother, I plan to give him 80% of my assets." Li Mengjiao rubbed her lower abdomen, her face radiating maternal warmth.

Wang Peng gently pulled her into his arms. "Isn't giving only 20% a bit too little?"

Li Mengjiao made a face and said with a smile, "If you feel you're mistreating your daughter, then prepare more dowry for her."

“Oh my, your daughter is so young, and you’re already thinking about her getting married…” Wang Peng couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Worried about disturbing his son, Wang Peng quickly shut up.

Li Mengjiao walked to the window and looked at the lawn in the yard.

Li Longfei and Xu Rong were standing on the lawn, while Li Mingzhu was driving a lawnmower with Wang Buhui, tending to the lawn.

A burst of laughter rang out, and both Li Mingzhu and Wang Buhui laughed, unaware of what had happened.

“They look like a mother and daughter.” Li Mengjiao smiled slightly and said softly, “Brother, I actually like this kind of life.”

Wang Peng sensed that she had something to say, so he chuckled and waited for her to speak.

Li Mengjiao asked, "Brother Peng, what are your life goals?"

Wang Peng paused for a moment, thought about it carefully, and said, "Eat up Brilliant Supermarket and make Wang Cheng beg on the streets."

He paused for a moment at this point. Only then did he realize that, subconsciously, he wanted Wang Cheng to suffer.

The worse Wang Cheng's fate, the more pleased he felt.

Li Mengjiao held his hand as they watched Mingzhu and Buhui playing on the lawn.

"Brother Peng, I've known for a long time that you hate Wang Cheng. I hate him too."

“With my financial resources, I can help you acquire Brilliant Supermarket. Do you want my help?” Li Mengjiao asked.

Wang Peng shook his head. "That wouldn't be interesting. I want to play with him slowly. I want to strangle him with my own hands."

As he said this, he clenched his fist and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Li Mingzhu asked softly, "So... after you get rid of Wang Cheng, what will your goal be?"

Wang Peng was taken aback; he hadn't considered the future. Li Mingzhu, on the other hand, had once said her ideal was to lie down and travel the world.

He can travel the world with his wife, but he can't keep traveling the world forever. People always have to do something meaningful.

What is a meaningful thing? Wang Peng asked himself this question repeatedly, but still couldn't find an answer.

He shook his head: "Mengjiao, I haven't thought about the future. Mingzhu wants me to travel the world with her. But is it really necessary to talk about the future now?"

“It’s necessary, very necessary.” Li Mengjiao became serious. “Brother, actually I’m just like Sister Mingzhu.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Peng's eyes widened, not understanding what he meant.

Li Mengjiao hugged his waist and buried her head in his chest: "Brother Peng, after so many years of hard work for my career, I'm actually exhausted."

“What I want is to be a good wife and mother, and to be by your side. I want to hand over the management of James Bond to you,” Li Mengjiao added.

Wang Peng's eyes widened immediately. He knew that James Bond's market value was far greater than that of Brilliant Supermarket.

Seeing his stunned expression, Li Mengjiao chuckled and said, "Don't be surprised, this has always been my true thought. If it weren't for your advice, James Bond wouldn't be where he is today."

"Stop joking." Wang Peng shook his head. "Such a small supermarket has endless things to deal with every day. How could I possibly have the energy to help you manage James Bond?"

At this point, he laughed again: "Du Lei complains every day that I'm a hands-off boss. And you, on the other hand, want to give me more responsibility?"

Just then, Wang Peng suddenly noticed Li Mingzhu on the lawn, waving at him.

Li Mengjiao said, "Let's go downstairs."

Wang Peng glanced at his sleeping son and shook his head: "Go and chat with her, I'll stay here and look after the child."

Li Mengjiao nodded, turned and went downstairs. Soon, she appeared on the lawn.

There was a pavilion next to the lawn, with chairs inside. Li Mingzhu and Li Mengjiao sat on the chairs chatting, while Wang Buhui played on the grass.

Seeing such a heartwarming scene, Wang Peng couldn't help but smile. He turned over and lay down on the bed, taking out his phone to check his messages while also looking after his son.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep in bed. He had a dream in which his beloved child had grown up and become the owner of Brother Supermarket and James Bond Group.

He would stroll around the streets with two women, living a shameless life.

When my mind was hazy, I vaguely heard the phone ringing.