"I really didn't expect you two to be so affectionate and righteous to me, and the 20 billion mansion will be given away," Mr. Wei, who took the time to come over in Hangzhou, never thought that the slut who was used as a venting tool by himself would be willing to give himself such a big gift, and sighed.

Liu Liyan kissed Mr. Wei's shoulder lightly with her bare shoulder, and said, "This is half of our property, although it is written in your name, but we ask to live here all the time, you will not object, right?"

Mr. Wei smiled, put the real estate certificate in his hand back on the bedside table, took a box of medicine, handed it to them, and said: "I am so heartless, then you are still dead set on me in bed, take the medicine first, leave this real estate certificate here, I will come over when I have time, but I am curious if you will find other men when I don't come, if you will, I will come less and not delay your good deeds."

Yu Jiaqian was still holding Mr. Wei's index finger with affection, but after listening to Mr. Wei's heartless words, she beat his chest angrily and said, "Then do I have to hang a plaque at the door to clearly mark the price?" Mr. Wei's words, they were indeed very sad, but they were a little helpless, because their situation was so unbearable, no wonder Mr. Wei looked down on them so much.

Mr. Wei smiled and kissed her forehead, and said, "I'm reminding you that you are not allowed to have any other men except me, otherwise I will make you regret it, I am a narrow-minded person, I don't believe you can give it a try."

Liu Liyan took the box of medicine handed over by Mr. Wei and said, "Since this is the case, what does it matter if we leave you seeds, raise children to prevent old age, raise children to prevent old age, we are lovers, what if we don't have children, what will we do when we get old in the future?"

This is the traditional thinking left over from the long history of the Chinese people, they have been deeply ingrained in the bones of everyone, passed down from generation to generation, as a native of the Chinese people, it is difficult for them to imagine how miserable their old age will be without children.

Including Mr. Wei, he was also bound by this traditional thinking, and after understanding the thoughts of these two people, he took the medicine box back and threw it away, saying, "Then let's see if you can get pregnant first! I'll leave this afternoon, aren't you working hard?"

It is estimated that no Chinese person will ever imagine that no Chinese person will rely on himself like a foreigner, whether he is young or old, and he can't talk about which method is good, but at least in this land full of human feelings, there is love from parents since childhood, and love from children is what all Chinese people are willing to see.

At noon, Mr. Wei was obviously a little overwhelmed, he looked at himself in the mirror in the bathroom, and then looked at the two women who were dressing up outside the bathroom, put on his shirt and walked out, "If you can trust me, I can register a stock exchange."

I can help you manage the account, anyway, your property will be my son's, so I don't need you to pay a fee."

Liu Liyan heard Mr. Wei's words when she finished combing her hair, and said, "You are really good at making up your mind, this is my child with Jiaqian, what does it have to do with you, but the free property management consultant doesn't need to look back in vain, I will give you all the money I have left" They can raise their children independently, but Mr. Wei's words are not a good thing, after all, their father is so good, of course, the premise of all this is that they have to get pregnant.

Mr. Wei raised the chins of the two of them and said, "While I'm not practicing the skills on the tip of my tongue with each other, use less props, after all, I don't have a chance for secondary development, I don't like it if it's too wide, see you next time."

In the afternoon of the same day, Zeng Jingyu at Chongqing Airport saw Mr. Wei and immediately rushed desperately and threw himself into Mr. Wei's arms with all his might, the two were like a small couple who had been reunited in a broken mirror, but unfortunately this was a private jet parked at the airport, and there was no third person present at the moment except for the two of them.

Mr. Wei looked at the little beauty in his arms and said, "Do you want me?" No matter who looks at his favorite lover so concerned, his happiness at this time must be slow, Mr. Wei is just an ordinary ordinary person, he has seven emotions and six desires, and even shows them vividly.

"Yes, very, very much, husband, do you miss me?" After feeling Mr. Wei's powerful embrace again, Zeng Jingyu's heart burst with happiness, no worse than Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei smiled, touched her head, then took the suitcase in her hand, and said, "Of course! Otherwise, how could I have come to pick you up?" Get on the plane, I'll ask the chef to prepare your favorite caviar for you." Wasn't the reason why he left Hangzhou early to pick up Zeng Jingyu and go to Seoul together?

Seeing that Mr. Wei was about to hold his hand and board the plane, Zeng Jingyu stopped and asked in a low voice, "Husband, have you forgotten anything?" Mr. Wei would kiss her every time they met before, but this time she didn't, and she felt a little unhappy.

Mr. Wei stopped to understand what she meant, put down the suitcase, held this cute little face in both hands, bowed his head and kissed her affectionately for a few minutes before stopping, and asked: "Is my little baby satisfied now?" I originally wanted to wait for the plane to kiss again, but I didn't expect my little baby to be so active, it seems that he really misses me."

Zeng Jingyu stuck out her tongue and said, "Then I will take the initiative in the future, and I won't let my husband take the initiative, right?" I haven't seen her for a few days, but she is a lot more lively, and I know that Mr. Wei is making fun of her.

The plane waited for Zeng Jingyu to eat the caviar that Mr. Wei personally fed to her before taking off, and Mr. Wei did not look like it after the smooth flight

There was nothing to say just now, Zeng Jingyu knew that Mr. Wei was busy, so he didn't bother too much, but seeing that he was watching it with such relish, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at so happy?"

Mr. Wei looked at the beauty in his arms and handed her the document, and said, "This is the proposal given to me by Meng Yao, she wants to expand new industries and increase our proportion in the cultural industry, you see, according to the above statement, three years later, her theater will be the first in the country, and then it will take two years to have our own film and television base, I don't have this courage to know, this is not just a matter of money, I don't know where she got her confidence, but this is also a good thing."

Zeng Jingyu didn't think so, and said, "Isn't that still a husband, you? What's impossible about this? Our husband is a rare genius in the world, who dares not to give face? But Meng Yao contacts the theater, so will we have the opportunity to contact those stars in the future?" Mr. Wei is chasing stars, let alone her.

Mr. Wei scratched her nose and said, "Look at you, tell me who your favorite star is? The next time he has a new film released, we will buy tickets together to support him, or I will simply invest in a movie for him, and it will be released in our theaters at that time."

Zeng Jingyu shook her head and said, "My parents, and my younger brother are chasing stars, but I don't chase them, and you are my idol, if I want to chase stars, I will also chase you, how about you go to make movies?"

If Mr. Wei goes to make a movie, it is estimated that the box office will be a big hit, right? After all, Mr. Wei is also a walking traffic body, and the concert he held when he established the Southern Record Company was still recognized by the masses, and the number of broadcasts on the Internet has increased even now.

Of course Mr. Wei won't really go, even if he goes, the premise is that he has time, how can a person who is so busy that he can't stay at home during the Chinese New Year have time to film?

According to the speed of one drama in three months, even if the latter drama really has rave reviews, the box office reaches tens of billions, breaking the historical record, it is a loss for him, because according to his current profit rate, it is more than 10 billion in three months, of course, if he thinks it is fun, it is still okay to make a cameo.

Mr. Wei nodded, and said, "That's a good idea, if I have time in the future, I'll take you to find a crew to hang out, anyway, film and television will only be a small part of our industry at that time, let go of the most important thing is that I don't see me for two weeks, I have to think about how to keep warm with my little beauty tonight, and say how do you plan me to serve you tonight?"

Zeng Jingyu really opened up a lot, pursed her lips and asked, "Why wait until the evening, can't you be on this sofa now?"