Surprise! The wife of a top star is actually a Nobel Prize winner

To him, Qian Cencheng is not only a top genius with a mental illness, but also his sister whom he has loved deeply since childhood. The reason why he chose this profession is to completely cure her mental illness.

Now that Qian Cencheng's condition has made a milestone improvement, he now particularly understands his grandfather's feelings.

As they chatted after their farewell, delicious dishes were served one after another. When the phoenix fish was served, Qian Qing specifically asked the waiter to place it in front of Qian Cencheng, signaling her to start eating.

Qian Cencheng, who was gnawing on some spareribs, suddenly had his eyes light up.

Uncle Qian was even more pleased to see Qian Cencheng starting to like a certain food. He kept using the public chopsticks to pick up food for Qian Cencheng and didn't even bother to eat a bite himself.

Especially her favorite Laifeng fish. Qian Qing hadn't taken many bites before his father put all of it into Qian Cencheng's bowl.

"Uncle Qian, you eat by yourself. I will pick up whatever I want to eat myself." Qian Cencheng greeted Uncle Qian while stuffing delicious food into his mouth.

Qian Qing, who was standing next to him, couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Dad, please eat by yourself. We're not that hungry. This is her third time coming to this Zhuting Pavilion. Please eat quickly so you can go back to the hotel and rest. You've been busy all day. Aren't you tired?"

"Yes, Uncle Qian, you eat by yourself. We will take care of Chengcheng. We will send you back to the hotel to rest early." Qian Dong also advised.

Qian Xiangzhong was very happy to see that the younger generations were all concerned about him, so he started eating as well. However, he emphasized, "I'm not tired. I still have something to discuss with the young lady when we get back to the hotel. But we have to finish eating and go back early, otherwise we'll be talking too late and disturb the young lady's rest."

Qian Qing and the others also knew that Qian Xiangzhong came here this time because he had something important to discuss with Qian Cencheng first.

But now they were outside, with a lot of people talking, so it would be safer to go back to the hotel and talk about anything. Qian Cencheng only had time at night, so they all sped up their meal.

Soon, the dishes on the table were almost finished. The Qian family had no habit of extravagance and waste, and they ordered only as much as they could eat. Moreover, there was a big eater named Qian Dong who came from the army, so they basically practiced the "Clean Plate" campaign.

When everyone put down their chopsticks and picked up their teacups to sip their tea, Qian Qing asked with a strange smile, "Chengcheng, did you enjoy the phoenix fish this time? If not, next time I bring you here, I'll just order two servings."

"It's really satisfying. But Brother Qing, even though I enjoyed this delicious fish, I still want to have it next time. I'm waiting for you to treat me next time."

"Okay, you're welcome, little foodie. Dad, come on now that you're done eating. We'll take you back to the hotel."

Uncle Qian didn't book a five-star hotel. He wanted to stay closer to where the young lady lived so that it would be more convenient to find them in the next few days.

But the hotel they stayed in was also a high-end one nearby. Considering that there were many things to discuss, Uncle Qian booked a luxury business suite with a small conference room.

Because they still had things to discuss, they all went back to the hotel room together.

As soon as he entered the door, Uncle Qian quickly took out a few bottles of water from the small refrigerator and handed one to Qian Cencheng.

"Miss, drink some water first. The food tonight is too spicy. You can't stand it. Drink some water to calm down." After Uncle Qian said that, he unscrewed a bottle and took a big sip.

"Dad, you just got here and can't stand eating such spicy food, right? After training for this period of time, we can already eat such spicy food." Qian Qing hit the nail on the head.

"Yeah, spicy food tastes better." Qian Cencheng echoed.

Qian Dongze silently took the water from Qian Cencheng's hand and helped her open the bottle cap.

"Dad, do you want me and Dadong to step aside while you talk to Chengcheng?" Qian Qing asked after a short rest.

"No need, you two should stay and listen together. From now on, as the young lady's closest people, you two should be fully aware of these matters. There are many things that you can handle on yourselves, and try not to trouble the young lady."

So they all went to the small conference room, and Uncle Qian took the document bag in his briefcase with him before going in.

After everyone sat down in the conference room, Uncle Qian briefly talked about the topic they were going to discuss tonight.

"Miss, I came to the Fog City this time not only to see how you are doing with your work and life here, but also to hold a family meeting here. Through this meeting, you will officially become the new head of the Qian family.

Originally, the meeting was supposed to be held at the old house, but Qing'er said it was best not to keep you traveling back and forth. So, I've decided to hold it in Foggy City. The dates are tentatively set for this Saturday and Sunday. I didn't tell you about this in advance because I didn't want to bother you. Don't worry about anything, though.

You should go to work as usual these days; we'll take care of everything. You only need to attend the handover ceremony with core members on the morning of the first day, and sign the proxy holding agreement in the afternoon. You won't have to attend the industry-wide work report and other miscellaneous matters on the second day."

Qian Cencheng was a little shocked after hearing what Uncle Qian said.

Isn't the Qian family just an ordinary family of scholars? Why is it like there's a throne to inherit, and why is there a ceremony to be held to appoint the head of the family?!

Qian Cencheng's imagination was running wild for a moment, and he even blurted out, "Uncle Qian, is there anyone in our family who will inherit the throne? And become the head of the family?"

Uncle Qian replied with a smile, "We don't have the throne, but the Qian family does have some wealth. It's normal for the young lady not to understand. It's all because of those saboteurs that caused the master and mistress to pass away so early. Before, I always thought you were still young, so I didn't have time to tell you about family matters. You were busy studying and researching on weekdays, so you didn't pay much attention or contact with them. But now, you are the only one left in the Qian family, and it's time to tell you about these things. The master and mistress were originally going to tell you these things on your eighteenth birthday."

When Uncle Qian reached this point, he felt so upset that he couldn't continue.

Qian Qing quickly handed him the fruit tea that Qian Dong had just brewed: "Dad, please relax. Chengcheng is still watching. Take a sip of tea and relax."

Qian Qing was afraid that his father's words would bring back bad memories for Qian Cencheng, who had finally recovered, so he quickly took over his words.

"Uncle Qian, we all have to look forward and live happily so that grandpa and grandma can leave with peace of mind. I'm listening to you about family matters. I'm grown up now and can take on these responsibilities." Qian Cencheng also comforted him.

"Okay, we'll all be happy."