Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

The prince is busy cutting vegetables and has no spare time to talk to him

So I just took a casual look, but my face was a little cold.

Li Beicheng called directly, "what's going on?"

"Beicheng, you have to reward me this time. I got big news about your wife."

“……”

"Want to die?"

"Your wife came to the hospital for examination. She already knew that it was difficult for her to get pregnant. It is said that she was very depressed when she left the hospital, so the little sister-in-law went back and told you no?"

"No."

Li Beicheng frowned. "She hasn't eaten all day. Her eyes are red. She said she read novels."

"You believe it. How did you marry your daughter-in-law when your EQ is so low?"

Before Lu Jingtian finished his words, a busy beep came from his mobile phone

Li Beicheng didn't bother to talk to him, so he hung up the phone directly.

Lu Jingtian snorted, crossed the river and demolished the bridge, inherited this ungrateful thing, turned his face and didn't recognize people!

After Li Beicheng hung up the phone, he went out of the kitchen and wanted to go upstairs.

But after thinking about it, he went back to the kitchen and continued to make food for Yan mo.

If he delayed any longer, he was afraid of Yan Mo's hungry stomach ache.

Moreover, he suddenly knew that he had to think about how to say it.

The little girl of his family looks free and easy and open-minded, but she has to do something.

Like pregnancy, she's afraid it's really ugly.

Li Beicheng sighed. After cooking, he sent a message to Yan Mo, "wife, come down for dinner."

He used to go up and call her, but thinking that she was in a bad mood, he didn't go up because he was afraid of crying secretly.

Yan Mo lingered for a while before coming down.

She washed her face, changed her clothes, and covered her eyes with powder. She looked quite natural.

Seeing her like this, Li Beicheng knew that she wanted to hide everything in her heart and didn't intend to tell him.

"Eat first."

He stretched out his hand and pushed the plate, which put Yan Mo's favorite brine shrimp and beef, and scooped her a spoonful of clams in the bowl.

Yan Mo lowered his head and took a bite. It was still a familiar taste.

Li Beicheng's cooking is getting better and better. He is no worse than those chefs outside.

Especially after the two were together, the prince often thought about cooking in addition to reading statements.

Isn't there a saying that if you want to conquer a man's heart, you have to conquer that man's stomach first.

He just replaced the man with a woman.

"How's it going?"

Li Beicheng sat aside and continued to help her peel shrimp, skillfully.

"Well, it's delicious. Thank you, husband."

Yan Mo looked up at him and said with guilt, "but don't cook often in the future."

"Huh?"

"You are so busy, come back and have a good rest."

"Although, although I'm not very good at cooking and have fried the kitchen, I can learn. Shall I cook for you in the future?"

"Also, I will be good in the future."

Yan Mo lowered his head and said that he couldn't cross the barrier in his heart.

Li Beicheng was so kind to her.

He tolerated all her willful mischief.

She has so much trouble.

The family business was seized, my brother became a vegetable, and my second uncle's family was eyeing.

He helped to solve all these troubles. It seemed that no matter how many things she had, he didn't bother. Instead, he turned back to comfort her mood.

But now she wants to have a child with him, but she can't realize it.

He is the only child in the family.

Li still needs someone to inherit, but she

But even so, he didn't say anything critical of her.

This society is very realistic. Yan Mo always knows that if someone else would have proposed divorce long ago, and there are sufficient reasons. There is no need to find other reasons.

Li Beicheng frowned and looked at her. He didn't expect it to hit her so hard.

She has always been cheerful and optimistic, but she has become so inferior because of this.

I feel so inferior that I have to cook for myself.

He didn't want her to become that kind of groveling girl.

His little girl should always be lively and bright.

"Eat first, good."

Li Beicheng gave her the peeled shrimp, wiped his hands, and sandwiched some other dishes for her, "go out with me after dinner."

Yan Mo shook his head, "I also want to draw design drawings."

"I want to go out for a walk, okay?"

"OK."

The little girl is lovely and distressing.

However, Li Beicheng really doesn't need such a wife.

He just wanted her to be the same as before, and no matter what he experienced, he would not change.

Yan Mo finished his meal.

Li Beicheng is still calling from the balcony.

There seems to be something urgent to deal with the phone call from the American branch.

Therefore, Li Beicheng has been on the phone for half an hour.

The food was already cold. Yan Mo ordered the servant to withdraw and heat it up for a while.

Although Li Beicheng said that he was noble, he didn't have many childe's problems. He could eat leftovers.

You can also go shopping with Yan Mo and carry bags in the supermarket. It's not grounded.

It's just his side that outsiders can't see.

Yan Mo turned and went upstairs. He wanted to change his sportswear and go out again.

As soon as I changed my clothes, my cell phone rang.

Yan Heng sent a video request.

Brother and sister basically chat every day, but most of them are words, and Yan Heng's fingers are not very flexible at present, so typing is very slow.

There was less time to open the video, because Yan Heng didn't fully recover before and basically couldn't speak. Later, he spoke intermittently and couldn't speak in long sentences.

He probably cares a little about this, so he seldom opens videos.

Yan Mo knew that he was uncomfortable, so he never took the initiative to open a video with his brother.

Now Yan Heng sent a video. She was a little surprised and took it in a hurry.

The video is connected. Yan Heng is in a wheelchair in a patient's suit. There is a difference of 12 hours between there and here.

It's still seven or eight in the evening here, and it's already seven or eight in the morning there.

Yan Heng should have got up long ago. Song Qi stood beside him.

Song Qi is Yan Heng's assistant and confidant.

But he was framed and transferred from Yan.

At that time, Yan Heng knew that he was framed. They set up a game to lead out the behind the scenes.

As a result, Yan Heng had an accident before he had time.

After Yan Heng's accident.

Yan Qi didn't contact Yan Mo on the surface. In fact, he did a lot in private and has been collecting evidence of Yan Pengtao's father and son's evil deeds.

It's just not as fast as the prince.

"Brother."

Yan momei bent his eyes, waved to the mobile phone screen, and then asked, "Song Qi, how's my brother today?"

"The young master is very good. He had rehabilitation yesterday and slept well at night. Miss, don't worry."

"Yes."

"Foam."

Yan Heng spoke, a little hard, but he was still very emotional.

"Brother, I'm here."