"Husband, you are so awesome. You made 100 million in one fell swoop."
In the bedroom, Wen Xiaohui was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth when she saw that the balance on Li Yiyang's mobile phone message showed that the balance exceeded nine digits.
Then, with a face full of admiration, he pointed at the screen and kept counting the numbers on it, for fear that he would miss a number.
Li Yiyang looked at her money-obsessed look and couldn't help laughing: "It's only one hundred million, and there will be billions, billions, billions in the future."
Wen Xiaohui put down her phone and looked at Li Yiyang, and couldn't help but pinch him: "Are you really my husband?
When did it become so profitable?"
Wen Xiaohui's delicate little hands touched Li Yiyang's body. Looking at the little woman who didn't realize that she was making herself uncomfortable, Li Yiyang's throat suddenly tightened: "Don't you know whether I am your husband?"
Until Wen Xiaohui felt something strange about Li Yiyang, she suddenly blushed and fell into his arms: "I hate it."
Today she went to the hospital for an obstetrics and gynecology examination. The examination results showed that her body was normal in all aspects. The doctor told her not to focus too much on pregnancy and to just let nature take its course and she could get pregnant.
After knowing that there was nothing wrong with her body, she felt much more relaxed, and now she was waiting for an unexpected surprise to come one day.
An An was left by her mother again tonight, and Wen Xiaohui knew what her mother meant.
After the ups and downs, Wen Xiaohui was so tired that she collapsed. She leaned in Li Yiyang's arms and asked softly: "Husband, I heard that men actually prefer sons more. Is it true?"
"Who did you hear this from?
I don’t know about others, but I only like my daughter. My daughter is well-behaved and sensible, which is why people like her.”
Li Yiyang replied.
"But if you don't have a son, your family's legacy will be cut off, and there will be no one to inherit your business."
Li Yiyang lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, then flicked her on the head.
Wen Xiaohui touched her forehead in pain and said dissatisfied: "Why are you playing with me?"
“If you don’t play, who will you play?
What age are we in now? Wife, why are your thoughts still so feudal and superstitious?
Who said that without a son, the incense will be cut off? Aren’t daughters the crystallization of us?
The children she will give birth to in the future will also be our descendants!
And you also know that I was taken away by human traffickers since I was a child and raised by my adoptive father and mother. I still don’t know who my biological parents are or where my incense comes from.
So it is enough for me to have you in this life.
As for the career, a daughter can also inherit it, not necessarily a son."
Li Yiyang has always been reluctant to mention his past.
When he was two years old, he was abducted by human traffickers and brought to the home of his adoptive parents.
There are three children in the adoptive parents' home, including him, and he is the eldest.
The reason why they adopted themselves was because they had been unable to have children until their own arrival. They gave birth to a son in the second year and a daughter in the third year.
As the eldest son of the family, he has taken on the responsibility of taking care of his younger siblings since he was a child, and he also has to do various housework.
But no matter how well he did at home, he would often be beaten by his adoptive parents, and his body would always be bruised and bruised.
At that time, he didn't know that he was adopted. It wasn't until he was in high school that his adoptive parents refused to send him to school because the family had no money, so he realized that he was not their biological son.
Since then, he has left that family. Seeing that he had excellent grades in the high school entrance examination but poor family conditions, the principal exempted his tuition fees.
He took advantage of the holidays on Saturdays and Sundays to work part-time as a dishwasher and waiter to earn living expenses.
The 30-square-meter house he bought before was saved while he was working and studying while in college.
However, his adoptive parents never looked for him again after he left home.
So when he got married, he didn't notify them and never contacted them.
Although he was very grateful to them for raising him for more than ten years, his life for more than ten years was a kind of torture to him, and only he knew the pain he endured.
So when he knew that he was not their son, he felt much more relaxed.
As for his biological parents, in his last life, he spent a lot of money and manpower, but could never find them. This is something he has always regretted.
After hearing Li Yiyang's words, Wen Xiaohui showed an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, husband, I didn't mean to bring up your past."
Wen Xiaohui knew a little about Li Yiyang's past and knew that this was the last thing Li Yiyang wanted to discuss, so she never mentioned it.
Li Yiyang smiled nonchalantly and said, "No need to say sorry, do you have any questions now?"
"No, by the way, there is something else I forgot to tell you. Tomorrow is Uncle Zhao's son's wedding day, and we have to go have a wedding banquet."
Originally there was little contact between them, it was enough for people from the previous generation to participate.
But when he got married, Uncle Zhao's son asked his father to give him a gift.
Now that he is getting married, they should return this gift.
"Okay, when will you go tomorrow?"
Li Yiyang asked.
"Don't be too early. Let's go there at half past ten. The bride will be taken home by then. Let's go join in the fun."
At 10:30 the next day, Li Yiyang drove the car to Zhao Delai's newly purchased community. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the community, he heard a burst of celebrating suona.
The brides of the Zhao family have already arrived, and the Chinese wedding ceremony is now being held, which is nothing more than serving tea to the foreheads of the elders.
Wen Chengjie was not interested in this at all. He was called over by his father early in the morning to help Uncle Zhao's son pick up the bride.
As soon as I came back, I saw that I didn't know many people, and I suddenly felt extremely bored.
It wasn't until he saw his brother-in-law and sister coming that he showed a surprised look: "Brother-in-law, you are here."
"I heard from dad that you went to pick up the bride early in the morning. Maybe you can get a good deal and find a girlfriend among the bridesmaids."
Li Yiyang joked with a smile.
Wen Chengjie looked like he was going to spare me some time: "Brother-in-law, you don't know, these bridesmaids are all big, round, and as long as dinosaurs, and I just can't stand them!"
After all, he is now a small boss, so it is not difficult to find a fair-skinned and beautiful woman.
Moreover, his current thoughts are not on finding a girlfriend. He just wants to make his career bigger and stronger and be like his brother-in-law.
"Isn't this Lao Wen's son-in-law? He came so late and was just waiting to have a dinner!"
At some point, He Laowu came over.
Since that day at the calligraphy conference, Li Yiyang made a bet with him and he lost. After serving Wen Chuan Gao for half a month, he had full opinions on Li Yiyang.
Especially when he learned that they mistakenly thought Li Yiyang was renting a luxury car and ended up buying it, he became even more unhappy when he saw Zhang Qin showing off her energy in the community and the compliments from the neighbors around her.
In the past, when a neighbor knew that his son-in-law worked in a Fortune 500 company, no one would take the initiative to say hello or praise his son-in-law when he saw him.
But now, all the limelight has been stolen by Wen Chuangao and his wife.
The car that cost more than 200,000 yuan that his son-in-law drove was worthless in an instant, which made him so happy.
So when he saw Li Yiyang, he couldn't help but want to say a few words.