Wang Peng and Hu Mingyue talked for a long time. Even after hanging up, Wang Peng still couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.

I thought about calling Hu Juan, but then felt it was unnecessary. Thinking of Hu Mingyue's stubbornness, I couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

“Brother.” Li Mengjiao sat down next to him and took his hand.

"Is Jiye asleep?" Wang Peng asked.

"She's asleep. Mingzhu is teaching Buhui to paint. Buhui is already obsessed with painting." Li Mengjiao handed Wang Peng a stack of drawing paper.

Wang Peng was taken aback, then immediately admired his daughter's artwork. There were ten paintings in total, eight of which were portraits of him and Bu Hui, and two were portraits of him.

Looking at his slightly younger self in the drawing, he felt a pang of sadness. He had been absent from his daughter's growth for a long time.

"Brother, don't blame yourself, reality is cruel." Li Mengjiao put her arm around his shoulder and smiled slightly.

“Come back to China with me and leave the company to your parents,” Wang Peng said. “You’re an only child, and they will give you everything they have.”

Li Mengjiao stared intently at Wang Peng. After a long while, she said softly, "Do you really want me and Bu Hui to go back with you?"

“Really.” Wang Peng looked at her lower abdomen. “I missed out on my own childhood, and I can’t miss out on my son’s childhood too.”

"Mengjiao, can you share your true thoughts with me? I mean, are you willing to come back to China with me?"

At this point, Wang Peng sighed softly. The entire James Bond Group was controlled by Meng Jiao; Li Longfei might not have that ability.

“I’m not asking you to be a housewife,” Wang Peng added. “I’m just asking you to move your office to China.”

"Hehe..." Li Mengjiao suddenly laughed and leaned her head on Wang Peng's shoulder again.

After a long pause, she said, "Our parents have matured a lot and are fully capable of handling business in Europe. Brother, I can go back to China with you. But I want to know what Mingzhu thinks; does she like that kind of life?"

Wang Peng paused for a moment, then said, "I told her it shouldn't be a big problem."

He knew Li Mingzhu's temperament. This wife allowed him to have affairs outside, but the bottom line was that he had to come home to sleep every day.

So here's the problem: if Mengjiao returns to China, it won't be realistic for her to go home and sleep every day.

“Okay, I need to know what Mingzhu thinks first before deciding whether I want to go back with you,” Li Mengjiao said.

"Really...really?" Wang Peng was overjoyed and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?" Li Meng said softly. "After all these years, I've had enough of the life of a strong woman."

Wang Peng reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, feeling a pang of sadness at the twists of fate.

Five years have passed since Li Mengjiao founded James Bond. James Bond has become an internationally renowned brand.

A woman's current achievements certainly require a great deal of effort and hard work.

"Mengjiao, you've worked hard," Wang Peng said softly.

"Let's change the subject," Li Mengjiao chuckled. "What happened that led to Du Lei calling you?"

Wang Peng then told her in detail about Huihuang Supermarket's acquisition of Brothers Supermarket's shares and Wang Cheng's obstruction of Brothers Store No. 5.

Li Mengjiao listened carefully, then frowned and fell into deep thought. After a long while, she smiled and said, "Don't worry about the shares. Wang Cheng..."

“Wang Cheng has been causing trouble for too long; it’s time to teach him a lesson. Brother, do you have a plan?” Li Mengjiao added.

"Once I return to China, I will fully push forward with the No. 5 store plan. As long as my No. 5 store opens successfully, it will sound the death knell for Wang Chenghe and his glory."

At this point, Wang Peng sneered, "Mengjiao, I've already seen Wang Cheng's fate. He'll definitely go to jail."

"Go to jail?" Li Mengjiao was taken aback. "Is he corrupt? Do you have something on him?"

Wang Peng shook his head: "Not yet. However, I have already arranged for people to gather evidence against him."

"Brother, shall we go swimming?" Li Mengjiao said. "That swimming pool was built especially for you."

"Swimming?" Wang Peng was taken aback, then nodded with a smile. "Sure, I haven't swum in years."

"Let me ask Sister Mingzhu, let's go together." Li Mengjiao immediately grabbed his arm and took out her phone to call Li Mingzhu.

The two arrived at the swimming pool, where a middle-aged woman had already prepared her swimsuit. She was a maid for the Li family.

At this moment, Li Mingzhu arrived carrying Wang Buhui, who had already changed into her swimsuit.

"Dad, let's go swimming!" Wang Buhui got off Li Mingzhu and rushed into Wang Peng's arms.

"My silly daughter, Daddy is a swimming expert." Wang Peng hugged his daughter, grinning from ear to ear.

Soon, they had all changed into their swimsuits.

Wang Peng plunged into the water. He swam in various styles—breaststroke, backstroke…—just like a fish.

"Dad's awesome!" Wang Buhui clapped her hands, immediately put on a swimming ring, and swam vigorously toward Wang Peng.

The father and daughter hugged each other. Wang Peng removed her swimming ring and swam with her, making her laugh non-stop.

Li Mingzhu and Li Mengjiao sat on the shore, watching the father and daughter playing in the water, both showing maternal smiles.

“Sister Mingzhu, your figure hasn’t changed at all, it’s like you’ve never had a child.” Li Mengjiao reached out and touched her lower abdomen.

"It tickles, hee hee..." Li Mingzhu hurriedly dodged, unable to help but laugh out loud.

She has a scar on her lower abdomen, which is from a cesarean section.

She pointed to Li Mengjiao's scar and said softly, "Sister, this time it's a son, isn't it?"

Li Mengjiao nodded: "Yes. A son and a daughter, mission accomplished."

Li Mingzhu said, "It's been a long time since I've swum. I'll go for a try."

Seeing that Li Mengjiao also wanted to go into the water, she quickly stopped her: "Don't do anything reckless. You can't swim while you're pregnant."

"It's nothing," Li Mengjiao said. "I wasn't swimming, I was just soaking in the hot springs."

She put on a life ring, went to the shallow water area, and slowly sat down in the water.

Li Mingzhu was worried about her and lost her appetite for swimming. She swam a few laps casually before coming to the shallow end to chat with her.

Watching the father and daughter playing happily in the water, and hearing Wang Buhui's joyful laughter, both of them smiled as well.

After a long time, Wang Buhui got tired and lay down on Wang Peng's back.

Wang Peng immediately swam over to Li Mengjiao and Li Mingzhu, put his daughter down, and sat between them.

He stretched out his arms and put them around the shoulders of the two women, one on each side.

“Dad’s shameless, having women on both sides.” Wang Buhui laughed as if he had discovered a new continent.

Her smile made Li Mingzhu and Li Mengjiao blush. However, the two did not leave Wang Peng's embrace.

"Come here, let Daddy hold you." Holding his daughter, Wang Peng felt comfortable all over, as if he had reached the pinnacle of life.

Wang Buhui is right; having women on both sides is the life he desires most.

Wang Peng closed his eyes, lay there for a long time, then turned to Li Mingzhu and asked, "Wife, after I deal with Wang Cheng and Huihuang, Mengjiao will be going back to live in China. You..."

"Great, that's a good thing," Li Mingzhu said with a smile.

Wang Peng was taken aback; his wife's answer was too straightforward and seemed a bit unreal.