"Why do you say that?" Sheng Lingyao put down the document and looked at him doubtfully.

Miyagi took a sip of coffee, his lazy half-eyed, good-looking eyes, and his voice was full of pleasure: "Didn't he go to see Grandma with his sister-in-law a while ago? Your mother already knows about it."

"So?"

Miyagi stood up, hands on Shenglingyao's desk, leaning over, a little surprised.

"Brother, aren't you afraid?"

Sheng Lingyao stamped the document and glanced at him obliquely, in a tone of indifference.

"What are you afraid of? Sooner or later, you have to face it."

"Oh, my sister-in-law is so pathetic that she meets such a strong mother-in-law."...