Chapter 663 The God of Songs Must Call Me Dad
"Dad, Mom, this is my boyfriend, Xueyou!"

Wang Mingming introduced nervously.

"Hello, uncle and aunt!"

The God of Songs quickly greeted him.

When he got closer, he found that his girlfriend's stepfather was very tall, half a head taller than him!
The feeling of oppression became stronger.

Wang Yuanchao smiled as he watched the two people approaching. He took two steps forward, patted the singing god on the shoulder, and said:

“Don’t be nervous.

I obviously like you very much.

I am also optimistic about you!"

The words were just routine compliments, but I felt a different kind of satisfaction in my heart.

No matter how bad the God of Song is, he still has to call me dad!
Moreover, the God of Songs has never had any scandals, and he has been very loving with his wife for so many years. He is a good man many times better than himself!
Obviously made a lot of money!
I just don’t know if Zhiliu, Zhifeng, Zhihua, Lily, Xiaocao and others will be able to meet such a good man in the future.

He didn't expect much from his daughters. Whether they loved to pursue a career or enjoy life, it was up to them and he would not force them, because he and their brothers were their strongest support.

But none of this can replace the man beside them, right?

Seeing her husband's attitude, Letty was deeply moved.

Logically speaking, he didn't need to stand at the door to greet her, because he was the master and she was the concubine.

But he stood with her at the door.

It took her a while to control herself and calm the mist in her eyes.

Seeing that her husband really liked Xiao Zhang, she took the gift from her daughter and asked the servants to take it back to the house, saying:

"Okay, okay, hey, come in quickly and talk at home."

Wang Yuanchao is kind and friendly, which makes people feel like they are in the spring breeze.

Wang Mingming already liked it, and Lydia only made it better.

My daughter and husband are both fine, so why should I care about my brothers’ advice?

Even until he left after dinner, the God of Song felt that it was unreal.

Wang Yuanchao and Leti sent the person to the door of the house, and Wang Mingming sent the person to the gate of the courtyard. The family’s car was already waiting there and would take the person back directly.

The God of Songs made his debut by winning the 84 Amateur Singing Contest. It has been less than 3 years since then. Although he has achieved some results, his car is only for transportation, so he did not drive here. What kind of car is worthy of his girlfriend's mansion?

The God of Songs wants to ask: Didn’t you say your dad’s level was more challenging? It was too smooth today!
But as soon as he opened his mouth, his girlfriend said something that seemed to be in his mind:
"I didn't know my dad was so easy to talk to. It seems like he really appreciates you. He even came to the door to greet you."

The God of Songs certainly knew that there were probably only a handful of people in Hong Kong who could be greeted by Earl Wang at the door.

But after today, there is one more person.

New wealthy families don’t have as many rules as the old wealthy families. As long as their children like it, they will respect it.

The singing god squeezed his girlfriend's hand and said:
"I will treat you well, don't worry!"

Wang Mingming said:

"It's as if I'm not nice to you!
Can I go to your house to visit your uncle and aunt tomorrow?
My dad will be staying in Hong Kong for a few days. When can you invite uncle and aunt to come out for tea?"

If the parents on both sides are not allowed to meet each other now, they will probably have to wait until the Chinese New Year. Wang Yuanchao is running around everywhere.

The God of Song said nervously:
"Mingming, my career has just started. Isn't it too soon for both sets of parents to meet?"

In fact, as long as the God of Songs says a word, he doesn't have to worry about anything, but he still wants to rely on himself as much as possible. He really doesn't want others to say that he is a gigolo.

Wang Mingming said quickly:

"I was in a hurry, I'm sorry.

But didn’t my dad just say that if you are willing, he could help you make some investments?

Do you want to do it with him? He is the best at investing!"

The God of Songs is not a child, so how could he not understand that people are helping him make money?
So he said affectionately:
"Yes, I will work hard to marry you as soon as possible. As for investment, my capital is a little too little, isn't it a bit inappropriate? I want to make more money and then take advantage of my uncle, do you think it's okay?"

Wang Mingming smiled and said:
"Okay, I'll do whatever you want!"

After seeing her boyfriend off, Wang Mingming happily skipped back to the house.

She is going to visit her boyfriend's house tomorrow. As for the meeting between the parents of both sides, she is indeed anxious and has to wait a little longer.

She told her parents about her boyfriend's idea. Her mother, Letty, thought that the boy was both persistent and flexible, and was very satisfied.

Wang Yuanchao said:

“There has been a wave of market activity recently.

If you don’t have enough money, you can borrow from the bank, borrow as much as you can, and then short sell, which should bring you huge profits.

At least, Mingming’s wedding house can be earned.

If you are a little braver, you can earn enough money for the wedding."

Wang Yuanchao is a man, so he naturally understands what the God of Songs means. A man with some backbone still wants to rely more on himself.

"Dad~" Wang Mingming said coquettishly.

Letty glared at her daughter and said:
"You don't listen to your father. You have to rely on your boyfriend to make money. It will take at least five to eight years. Do you still want to get married?"

Wang Mingming was timid for a moment, then he became confident and said:
"He told me before that after we get married, I would be in charge of the family's finances, saying that men should not have too much money.

I will tell him tomorrow that I want to take control of the family’s finances in advance!
Following a person like my dad, wouldn't it be a big loss if I didn't hurry up to make some money? "

Wang Yuanchao laughed loudly and said:
"What will happen in the future depends on you. Come on!"

Wang Mingming kissed his father on the face, kissed his mother on the face, and ran back to his room.

Wang Yuanchao looked at Letty and said:

"Is there a lipstick mark on my face?"

Letty laughed and said, "It seems like it's on my face too. This kid is so old, and he's still making such a fuss!"

Letty wrung out a wet towel and carefully wiped Wang Yuanchao's face.

Seeing Lydia's serious and meticulous look, Wang Yuanchao couldn't help but smirk.

Old beauties are still beauties, and they have the flavor of old beauties.

Letty was caught off guard and said:

"Someone's home!"

Looking again, the servants around had long disappeared. The mistress had even gone to wring the towel herself. Didn't she have such good eyesight? Wouldn't it be better for her to take care of the young master?

Wang Yuanchao grabbed the towel and said:
"I'll help you wipe it too!"

Letty was so scared that she jumped up from the sofa as if her butt was equipped with springs and ran towards the room.

Yes, trot!
You can’t run in a tight cheongsam.

The high heels made a "clacking" sound on the marble floor of the house.

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Are you kidding? If Wang Yuanchao really used a towel to wipe her, wouldn't her face be covered in rubbish?
At her age, she still relies on makeup!
Damn Wang Mingming, just punish your dad, your mom can’t stand it!

I always put on makeup before going to bed at night, for fear that Wang Yuanchao would get in the mood in the middle of the night or at some other time. I can't let him see my youthless face, right?

Anyway, Wang Yuanchao couldn't stay with her for a long time. He only came occasionally at night.

When I wake up in the morning, I wash and put on makeup again. In short, the main goal is to be comprehensive and without blind spots 24 hours a day.

Wang Yuanchao followed in and saw Lydia sitting in front of the dressing table. She used a small brush to brush her lip marks a few times, and the lip marks faded a lot. After all, they were printed on powder.

When Letty saw him come in, she said:

"Hey, what's so good about women wearing makeup? Get out!"

Wang Yuanchao immediately hugged Letty, who was thin and frail, and kissed her.

Letty whimpered a few times, then responded enthusiastically.

Then I felt a big hand reaching under my cheongsam.

Wang Yuanchao played with Letty's beautiful legs in stockings and said:
"When are you going to meet your parents? Tell me in advance so I can make time."

Letty looked at Wang Yuanchao with gratitude and complexity. What could she say at this time? She just said "hmm":

"Thank you!"

Then he walked down carefully.

Wang Yuanchao stroked the woman's hair and cheeks and said:

"You've been with me for so many years, but I haven't spent much time with you. You don't blame me. The child has my last name Wang and calls me dad. This is what I should do!"

Letty's mind was full and busy at this moment. She raised her eyes and gave a glance of disapproval, then had to continue working hard to repay the man.

The alliance of concubines are used to their men's quirks.

……

After Wang Yuanchao settled his youngest son Wang Qing, he returned to the mansion and told his wife Liu Qijin that since she didn't care about his affairs outside, he should give her enough respect.

By the way, I also reported to Liu Qijin that Wang Mingming was dating someone.

Even if he didn't say it, Letty would come over and explain to Liu Qijin.

This is the rule of the Wang family. Concubines have to give face to the wife, and no one can be arrogant because of the favor.

Liu Qijin was used to the bitterness in her heart. She knew that no matter how bitter it was, her husband would always give her some sweetness.

When I was young, I thought I was in middle age and those middle-aged concubines would probably pack up and hide in that corner.

As a result, when she reached middle age, she could only sigh that her husband was a loving and loyal person who never left her.

Well, with the emergence of new people, she will also grow old.

Now, the two twin daughters, who are 16 years old, are as beautiful as flowers. When they were that age, they had already run to the capital to seek help from Wang Yuanchao, but Zhiliu and Zhifeng are still carefree little princesses.

So she said:

"Celebrities are beautiful and talented, so they are easily liked by girls. If Zhiliu and Zhifeng follow suit, I'm the one who has taken the lead..."

Wang Yuanchao paused, glanced at his wife, and said:
"You can take them to more film and television companies, let the artists serve them carefully, and see more of their appearance off the screen. Will the children still be interested?"

Liu Qijin opened her mouth, not expecting her husband to say such words.

The third, fifth and sixth wives all come from the film and television industry.

The second wife has a prospective daughter-in-law from the film and television industry, and the son-in-law that the sixth wife has just chosen is also from that circle.

Then I felt happy because my husband had different requirements for his legitimate children.

"If that's the case, will they be less respectful to their sister-in-law and brother-in-law in the future?"

Wang Yuanchao sneered:

"Do they dare to disrespect their aunts? Do they dare to disrespect their grandmother?
I don't mean to look down on the film and television industry. My mother-in-law is beautiful, and you are beautiful, otherwise why would I be so attracted to you back then?"

Liu Qijin was stunned at first, then his cheeks turned slightly hot, and he said:
"You were talking about the child, why did you start praising me..."

Wang Yuanchao grabbed his wife's hand and said:
“I really don’t mean to look down on the film and television industry, but the atmosphere in the film and television industry is getting worse than before, and there are fewer and fewer artists with good character and good personal ethics.

As long as you understand it, you will know that what I said is true.

So there is absolutely no need for kids to go panning for gold in shit.

Of course, if they really like someone, I won't object. It depends on how you, as a mother, educate them, right?"

Wang Yuanchao probably knew who was romantic and who was not, who was good and who was bad, but he didn't care as long as the children didn't run into bad people.

Where are all those messed up things?
It's just that places with more handsome men and beautiful women are more numerous and more chaotic.

(End of this chapter)