Xu Zijin has been working hard on Li Shaoting for so long and has worked hard to please Li Yancheng, just to gain the support of Li Yancheng and become the legitimate future hostess of Li Jia.

But Li Shaoting's stubbornness exceeded her imagination. She was simply a stone that could not be melted. Xu Zijin slowly saw it clearly. Li Shaoting probably would never accept her.

The most important point is that Xu Zijin could vaguely feel that Li Yancheng's attitude towards her was not as good as before. Although he was still more polite and no longer as close as usual, he had never mentioned her and Li Shaoting.

All signs indirectly indicate that Li Yancheng seems to have given up the idea of ​​getting the two families to marry, and this situation is very unfavorable to Xu Zijin.

But she didn't want to tell Xu Changshan about this, nor did she want to worry her grandfather.

Xu Changshan didn't think so much, patted her on the shoulder and ordered in a deep voice: "You are the most outstanding talent in our Xu family's generation, and grandpa has high hopes for you. Zijin, no matter what method you use, you must become the hostess of the Li family!"

Xu Zijin took a deep breath: "Okay, I know what to do."

It was getting late, and Xu Changshan didn't want to put too much pressure on her. After all, Xu Zijin was just a weak woman after all.

He calmed down his face and patted her hands with a smile: "Go, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare bird's nest for you, and eat a little before resting later."

"Thank you grandpa."

It was not until he returned to his bedroom that Xu Zijin breathed a long sigh.

She looked at the ceiling in a daze, feeling a little dazed. She always felt that the next road was a bit difficult.

I originally thought that everything would be fine if Shen Luo was arranged to approach Shen Mobei.

Who knew that Shen Mobei was not as useful as she imagined. Now she is taking a temporary backlash, putting her in a dilemma.

While irritated, Xu Zijin suddenly remembered Qi Musen again.

If Shen Mobei is unreliable, it may be a good thing to be able to obtain Qi Musen's support.

But Shen Luo had already gone to inquire before, and Qi Musen had no intention of cooperating with the Xu family. Even if he came to ask for it in person, Qi Musen would no longer see her and would give her such face.

Damn it!

Xu Zijin gritted his teeth hard, and was a little restrained by the current situation.

The only thing that can be done now is to obey Xu Changshan's instructions and try to please Li Yancheng. As long as Li Yancheng nods his head and agrees, he will not be afraid that Li Shaoting will not compromise in the end.

At this moment, Jian Anan and Li Shaoting didn't know that they had been targeted again.

It is time to get off work now, and Li Shaoting quickly returned to the villa.

Jian Anan heard the movement and walked out of the kitchen, remembering an apron on her body, holding a spatula in her hand, dressed in a standard housewife: "Husband, welcome home."

Li Shaoting was stunned for three seconds before he realized, walked over with some amusement and tears, and directly grabbed the person in his arms: "What are you doing?"

Jian Anan quickly pushed him: "Oh, I have oil on my body, be careful not to get your suit dirty."

"Will it be dirty if it is dirty? It's just a piece of clothing." Li Shaoting said casually, but Jian Anan almost burst into bleeding: "Any piece of clothing you can't do is expensive, so it's better to be careful."

Li Shaoting was still unmoved, but instead hugged him tighter: "No matter how expensive it is, it is not as expensive as you. To me, you are more important than anything else."

Jian Anan blushed a little. Why is this guy more and more fond of speaking local love words recently?

But, she likes it quite well?

"You haven't answered my question just now, both an apron and a spatula, what do you want to do?"

Before Jian Anan could answer, a cute voice came from the corner beside him: "Dad, mom is cooking in person, wanting to make a loving dinner for you."

"Why are you here?"

Jian Anan was shocked and looked at her son who was lying on the sofa at some point, and her face turned red.

Xiao Xin shook her head helplessly: "I've been here all the time. It's just that you two haven't noticed me."

Now, Li Shaoting was a little embarrassed.

He coughed dryly and taught with a stern face: "Don't look at the wrongs and don't listen to the wrongs, you didn't see anything just now."

Jian Anan was speechless and rolled his eyes directly. If this guy doesn’t know how to teach, don’t teach him. Why does it feel that the more he draws, the darker he gets?

"Xiao Xin, mom has made your favorite braised pork ribs, and it will be ready to eat later."

Jian Anan smiled and wanted to bribe her son with delicious food.

As a result, the little guy sniffed, his expression was a little frightened, "What's up?"

Jian Anan was stunned and then screamed: "Ah, I forgot to turn off the fire!"

She quickly ran to the kitchen, her busy appearance was far from that of a good wife and mother.

Li Shaoting's eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously softened a little, and the busyness of the whole day was wiped out at this moment.

When he finishes his work and returns home, he can have a wife and children to greet him, have a sumptuous meal, and have laughter and joy. This is probably the meaning of home.

Jian Anan did not cook often, and his cooking skills were hard to describe.

The reason why she suddenly had a whim was because she was in a good mood, and the second was because she was idle, so she wanted to learn how to do housework.

As a result, after she brought the food out, Li Shaoting and Xiao Xin stared at each other, and neither of them moved their chopsticks first.

"Cough...why should we order takeout?"

Jian Anan couldn't stand it anymore. He was fried with braised pork ribs, and he was so dark that he couldn't tell what it was.

As she said that she was about to bring the dishes down, Li Shaoting pressed her wrist and said, "You have finally made it, how can you waste it so much?"

As he said that, Li Shaoting slowly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of ribs, and took a bite.

The taste is not good or bad, but it is a bit weird.

Jian Anan raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "How is it?"

"It's not bad." Li Shaoting swallowed the ribs with difficulty, picked up the cup beside him and drank water, with a calm expression, as if it was really okay.

After all, in this world, only Jian Anan can let him taste the taste, whether it is good or bad.

Jian Anan was a little skeptical and casually picked up a piece of rib and tasted it by himself, but he couldn't help but vomit it out immediately.

"Bao, it's so unpalatable, why do you say it's okay against your conscience?"

Li Shaoting looked at her innocently: "What you cook is delicious."
Chapter completed!