"Zhang Yang, you don't have a driver's license and you can't drive anymore to avoid something happening again. How about I ask the driver to take you there?" Zheng Binhao wanted to hand the key to Zhang Yang, but after a pause he said.
"No, I have a driver's license, I can just drive." Meng Qiaoer took over the conversation and rushed to answer.
It would be very inconvenient to have an extra driver in the car. Originally, my mother was sarcastic to Zhang Yang. If the driver overheard and told Zheng Binhao, wouldn't she be laughed at by him?
"Okay, I'll have the car replaced later."
…
There were not many polite words to persuade him to stay. Originally, Zheng Binhao was not the kind of person who was good at talking, so he watched Zhang Yang and others leave.
"Don't get too close to such a troublesome man in the future." Gu Mingyou walked up and said with a small mouth.
"Don't forget, without him, we wouldn't be where we are today." Zheng Binhao put his arm around his wife's shoulders affectionately and said softly with a smile.
"I'm not against you being friends with him, but you must not imitate him and be such a playboy."
"With you as my wife, I will be content in this life." Zheng Binhao's honest and honest words made Gu Mingyou feel even sweeter.
"I just don't understand, how can a popular female star like a man like him?"
Feng Yanran is now a famous figure in China. As a woman, Gu Mingyou can completely see her concern for Zhang Yang. She likes her from the bottom of her heart.
But now a female celebrity is actually with this ruffian-like man, and she even takes the initiative to admit that she is his girlfriend, which makes Gu Mingyou puzzled.
In her eyes, only a single-minded, stable and mature man like her husband is truly a good man worthy of being entrusted with her life.
"Female star?"
"Yes, didn't you recognize that the woman just now is Meng Qiaoer, the heroine of the recently popular TV series, Urban Storm?"
…
When Zheng Binhao heard this, he immediately realized that it was no wonder he looked so familiar.
At the same time, I thought to myself, Zhang Yang is so talented that he actually fell in love with a female star. Thinking of this, he smiled and shook his head, and walked towards the Bentley not far away with Gu Mingyou in his arms.
Although he was surprised, he was not envious. Not all men were obsessed with beauty. As he said, it was enough to have Gu Mingyou by his side for the rest of his life...
"I thought I was trusting some big shot and had such a strong relationship, but in the end, my car was impounded by someone else?" Wen Huaiying finally found a reason to ridicule Zhang Yang and said disdainfully.
"Mom, what do you know? The man just now is the young master of the four major families in Beidu." Meng Qiaoer explained while driving.
"What happened to the young master of the four major families? Is he richer than Huang Ming?"
In Wen Huaiying's eyes, a person who can weigh hundreds of millions is considered a standard rich man, so he always compares Huang Ming with anyone.
"Who is Huang Ming? The family just now can weigh at least tens of billions. How can Huang Ming's money be compared with others?"
Meng Qiaoer replied proudly that she just wanted to take advantage of Zheng Binhao's strength, which was also a way of putting money on Zhang Yang's face. After all, with such a rich friend, he was naturally not far behind.
Chinese people all have this idea. They feel that if they can take a photo with a famous celebrity and get to know each other, they will be superior to others. Some people even hang the photo in a conspicuous place in the living room to show off...
"Tens of billions? How come you can't deal with even one violation?" In Wen Huaiying's view, power and money are equated, and it is understandable to have such doubts.
"That's called being low-key."
…
Shuyi Garden is a famous villa area in Beidu. The people who live there are all rich and noble. As a star, Meng Qiaoer is naturally very familiar with it and drove there quickly.
Until now, she still couldn't believe that Zhang Yangzai would buy a villa here. Maybe it was just to deal with his parents, and he might have deliberately rented one to fool him.
Even people with an annual salary of several million may not be willing to buy a villa here. The richer the person, the more money they need in other areas than ordinary people, so they will not spend all their money on a house.
"Just drive forward." Zhang Yang directed Meng Qiaoer and drove towards the villa he just bought.
The hustle and bustle outside was in stark contrast to the tranquility inside the villa area. Coupled with the good greening, Wen Huaiying and his wife, who were sitting in the car, were filled with expectations.
"Uncle and aunt, this is the house I bought."
After the car stopped at the door of the villa, Zhang Yang got out of the car first. After speaking, he took out the key and walked to the door, opening the door of the villa.
"You really bought it."
After entering the living room, Wen Huaiying's arrogant expression calmed down a lot. He glanced at the key in Zhang Yang's hand and asked doubtfully.
"Yes, in order to prove that I can support Qiaoer and let her live a good life, I bought it." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
It is undeniable that even though Meng Qiaoer still doubts his words, her heart is extremely sweet.
"Such a nice house costs at least several million, right?" Meng Hanliang looked around and asked.
"More than fifteen million after discount."
"Well, let me go to the second floor first." After Wen Huaiying finished speaking, he walked along the circular staircase on the side of the living room to the second floor.
Although they had just purchased it and had not undergone any decoration, the reasonable layout of the villa still looked very delicate and elegant, which made them very satisfied.
"Hey, how did you get the key?"
After seeing her parents go upstairs, Meng Qiaoer patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder with a mysterious expression of surprise and asked with a smile.
"After I paid the money, they gave me the key." Zhang Yang told the truth. Although the real estate certificate had not yet been issued, the salesperson handed the key to him on the same day.
"Stop pretending, hurry up and tell the truth."
Meng Qiaoer curled her lips, glanced at the stairs and asked, "Is it because you have an acquaintance in the sales office that I help you with your acting?"
"Mr. Zhang, I saw a car parked in front of your door, so I came over."
A girl's voice came from outside the door, and then the sales lady with a sweet smile who originally sold her the house appeared. She did not walk into the living room, but stood at the door.
He continued: "I was just about to call you. The real estate certificate has been obtained. You will be the owner of this house from now on."
In fact, even without a real estate certificate, Zhang Yang is still the owner of this villa. When she said this, she even meant to please and congratulate her, making it sound particularly comfortable.
"Well, come in." Zhang Yang greeted.
The sales lady walked in, holding a square notebook in her hand, handed it to Zhang Yang with both hands, glanced at Meng Qiaoer and said: "Your girlfriend is so beautiful, she looks like the big star Meng Qiaoer."
She meant to praise her a few words on purpose, but she didn't know that the real star Meng Qiaoer was in front of her.
Of course, it also shows that Meng Qiaoer's makeup today did cover up her celebrity status, and she was never discovered by anyone, which shows that she has put a lot of effort into it.
"It's because she looks like Meng Qiaoer that I chose her as my girlfriend." Zhang Yang joked with a wicked smile.
After Meng Qiaoer heard this, her pretty face turned red, and she stretched out her hand and twisted his waist hard without any scruples.
"Okay, I won't disturb you two anymore. If Mr. Zhang has a friend who wants to buy a villa, just ask him to come to me."
"no problem."
…
After the sales lady walked out, Meng Qiaoer grabbed the real estate certificate in his hand and said, "Let me see, is it real or fake?"
After measuring it repeatedly, I opened the real estate certificate. Zhang Yang's name was clearly written inside, as well as the area and layout of the villa.
"Is it true?" The fine workmanship and the large seal on it made Meng Qiaoer gradually believe it, and she raised her pretty face and asked in surprise.
"of course it's true."
After a pause for a few seconds, Meng Qiaoer threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and said in surprise: "Where did you get so much money?"
She asked just out of curiosity. As long as Zhang Yang could afford a villa, she would be more confident in rejecting the rich second generation Huang Ming in front of her parents.
"You don't have to worry about that, as long as you know that I can support you."
Zhang Yang felt the plump and elastic flesh stick to her chest, and his heart was filled with excitement. He reached out and squeezed her tight buttocks and said with a smirk.
"Ahem..."
A coughing sound came from the second floor, and Wen Huaiying and his wife were seen walking down the stairs. The cough just now only reminded Zhang Yang and his wife.
Meng Qiaoer's pretty face turned red and she hurriedly pushed Zhang Yang away. Even in front of her parents, she felt very embarrassed.
"Uncle and aunt, what do you think?" Zhang Yang hurriedly greeted him.
"Yes, it is very rare to be able to buy such a luxurious villa at such a young age." Meng Hanliang praised sincerely, and it could be heard from his tone that he was even more satisfied with Zhang Yang.
After all, in such a high-priced location, buying such a luxurious and majestic villa is something that even an intellectual like me would not dare to think about after working for most of my life.
"It's okay to make do, but the later decoration must be more luxurious." Wen Huaiying rolled his eyes at his husband next to him and said slowly.
"I will decorate it well to satisfy my uncle and aunt." Zhang Yang was speechless. He didn't know what to say, so he could only talk casually.
"It doesn't matter if we are satisfied or not, as long as Qiaoer is in the right place."
"sure."
From her words, Zhang Yang knew that she had approved the matter between him and Meng Qiaoer, and he felt happy and said firmly.
In fact, even if they disagree, Meng Qiaoer is still their woman...
"Okay, we've finished viewing the house. It's getting late, so we should go back early." Wen Huaiying raised his wrist, glanced at the small gold watch and said.
"My uncle and aunt are coming to Beidu, so I have to do my best to be a landlord."
Several people walked out of the villa. Zhang Yang glanced at the sun above his head. It was still early for lunch.
Then he continued: "How about we go shopping and buy some gifts for my uncle and aunt to express my feelings."
Thinking that Meng Qiaoer will be his wife from now on, and the two people in front of him will be his future father-in-law and mother-in-law, he, as his son-in-law, must express his gratitude. (To be continued)