When he returned home, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Li Fuzhen, who was sitting in the living room, saw his appearance and couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong with you? Don't you usually jog? Why do you seem to be running for your life this time?"

Li Ying leaned behind the door and panted, waving his hands, but did not tell her that he met the gangster eldest sister today.

Although I defeated the eldest sister whose name I don’t know, who knows if this woman will be so angry that she will take her younger brother to seek revenge on her.

No matter if she is the eldest sister or the eldest brother's woman, as long as she is a woman, she will easily hold grudges, not to mention that her strong support has hit her hard.

Fortunately, she didn't wear a prosthesis, otherwise my prosthesis would have been knocked out by her.

Li Ying leaned against the door to catch his breath, wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeves, stood up straight, and prepared to go back to the room to take a shower and calm down.

Li Fuzhen, who had been observing him from the side, became increasingly cold and asked unhappily:

"I'm talking to you, why did you come home all dirty and sweating so much? Did you do something bad?"

Li Yingchong glanced at her, and said perfunctorily with a rather depressed expression: "I was just chased by a mad dog in the park, and I ran all the way back."

"Haha!" Li Fuzhen didn't believe it, but after hearing Li Ying's answer, she didn't ask any other questions. Instead, she waved her hand with some boredom and asked him to go upstairs to take a shower, and then come down to talk about "The Voice of South Korea"

"Things.

After returning upstairs, Li Ying took a shower, stuffed the dirty clothes into the washing machine, put on a pair of casual shorts and a gray sweatshirt, and walked downstairs wearing slippers.

Anyway, I don’t plan to go out today. I can wear whatever I want at home. Dress casually to prove that you are at home.

When he walked downstairs, Li Fuzhen was on the phone with a very serious expression. She was scolding her subordinates on the other end of the phone. If there was no phone between them, she would have dared to give the person on the other side a slap in the face.

He even shouted Axiba!

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Li Ying sat opposite her and said easily, crossing his legs and shaking the slippers on his feet, a bit like the evil god of fire.

Li Fuzhen put away the phone, looked at the unruly man in front of her with disgust, cursed him secretly in her heart, and then asked coldly:

"It will be broadcast this Sunday night. What do you think of the ratings of the show?"

Ratings? Li Ying never thought about it. He just wanted to get this thing done before. As for the later ratings or who won and who lost, he didn't care much.

Since Li Fuzhen asked, he didn't think about it anymore and started bragging directly:

"The minimum standard I have set for myself is to get the first place in the same time period. If possible, I hope it will be the program with the highest ratings in the near future.

This is not my blind confidence, but a judgment based on facts. First of all, our rules are gratifying, and secondly, the chosen tutors and hosts are also people with their own topics.

Every process of the program has strict controls and corresponding plans. In a highly entertainment-oriented place like South Korea, the probability of this program becoming popular is very, very high."

After listening to his bragging, Li Fuzhen's face became a little more solemn. She complained that Li Ying wouldn't let her get involved and was even unwilling to give her shares.

If the show really becomes popular, it will be of no benefit to her at all. Although the audition venue is held in the hotel she is responsible for, and the promotional posters released before also include her hotel, but it is her own flower.

In exchange for public relations fees, it’s a full 100 million yuan.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Li Fuzhen even thought about how great it would be if this show didn't become popular, and she could laugh at Li Ying.

However, this idea only existed for 0.01 seconds before she abandoned it. If Li Ying failed, it would not only be him who would lose face, but also himself.

After weighing the situation, she still felt that it would be better if the show became more popular. Although she would only benefit from it to a limited extent, it would still be better than if the show failed.

After making up her mind, Li Fuzhen leaned forward slightly and said to Li Ying;

"Tomorrow, Saturday, the show will officially start recording. Can you let me participate in it? I want to know the charm of this show in advance!"

When asked if she wanted to visit the recording of the show, Li Ying nodded cheerfully and said with a smile: "Of course, you are my wife, this show is mine and yours, you can participate in it."
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What he said was better than what he sang. If he really thought so, why would he not allow me to participate? Li Fuzhen felt retching in her heart again, despising Li Ying's inconsistent words and deeds.

After talking about work matters, Li Ying's nervousness gradually calmed down, and he slowly focused on the cold and charming body of his wife in front of him.

Today she is wearing a light green silk shirt with a bow at the neckline, a black knee-length skirt, and black high-heeled shoes under the silk stockings. Her makeup is exquisite, and her manners are enchanting and charming, making people want to kiss Fangze.

The whole person is matched with the style of a working woman, but her light green shirt and bow tie on the collar amplify her feminine charm.

"Fu Zhen, is it convenient for you tonight?" Li Ying swallowed her saliva and looked at her enthusiastically and asked.

"It's inconvenient. You should be self-reliant. I can accept mentioning that kind of thing again after a while." Li Fuzhen's face darkened, as if she was thinking of her wedding night again, and even her eyes became murderous.

But underneath her murderous aura was a girl's resentment, dissatisfaction with her wedding night. Unlike the short-haired elder sister Li Ying met on the tennis court today, in contrast to the murderous aura between the two, Li Fuzhen's murderous aura was more like coquettishness, without any trace of it.

Lethality.

Li Ying, who was rejected, curled his lips and complained somewhat glumly: "You can't be inconvenient for the rest of your life, right?"

"It's hard to say, you have no idea how much damage what you did on your wedding night caused to an inexperienced little girl!" When Li Fuzhen spoke, she still glared angrily at the bastard husband in front of her.

"I was just reckless at the beginning, but later I respected your opinions. What I did was not good enough?" Li Ying asked with a frown.

If it weren't for the fact that he was restrained, Li Ying would definitely shoot out like a dragon. But the narrow corridor did not give him a chance to use the spear, so he could only move forward step by step.

To say that she was hurt, it would be better to say that both of them were working hard, but the man was just putting in more effort.

Li Ying was not willing to be rejected by her so coldly, so he stood up and sat next to her, took the initiative to hold her little hand and comforted her:

"Both of us should have the spirit of constant exploration. As long as we face it bravely, we will always find a path that suits us.

You might as well be bold and try bravely. It’s okay for us husband and wife to always sleep in separate beds!”

Li Fuzhen snorted coldly. How could she be easily persuaded after suffering such a big loss? She tried her best to shake off Li Ying's hand, but was unable to do so, so she refused with a cold attitude:

"Don't think about it today. I'll wait until I'm mentally prepared to ask you to go to my room."

Before Li Ying could try to persuade him again, Li Fuzhen stood up and tried her best to shake off his hand, then walked back upstairs with a blushing face.
Chapter completed!