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Upon hearing this, He Min found the idea even more interesting and thought to herself that she would have to give it a try later.

As the two continued their in-depth discussion of "the art of managing one's husband," they were unaware that a light rain had begun to fall outside.

The two then realized what was happening, and Sister Pomegranate couldn't help but sigh, saying with a hint of complaint, "Mr. Jiang is really busy."

No matter how busy I am, I won't forget to pick up my wife.

Just then, Jiang Tiansheng's voice suddenly came over.

Sister Pomegranate didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She wasn't deliberately talking badly behind people's backs; she was saying it in front of He Min—Jiang Tiansheng's wife.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be considered a bad thing.

Jiang Tiansheng drove his Maserati to the entrance of St. Petersburg School, without even letting his driver, Abu, follow.

On such days.

His personal driving showed some sincerity.

"Mr. Jiang, it's true what they say, speak of the devil and he appears."

"You arrived quite quickly."

Upon seeing Jiang Tiansheng, Sister Pomegranate greeted him with a smile.

She knew it.

The other party knew that they had a good relationship with He Min and that he was He Min's best friend.

Jiang Tiansheng smiled slightly and said politely, "If it's alright, I'll take you home first, Sister Shiliu. My husband and I aren't in a hurry."

"I am very sure of that."

Sister Pomegranate didn't stand on ceremony with him either.

He walked straight to the back seat of the Maserati, opened the door, and got in.

She knew in her heart that Jiang Tiansheng was not lacking in "favors". He usually accompanied He Min to various high-society places, and over such a long time, he had already done so.

She had already developed a strong mental fortitude in this regard, and her horizons and knowledge had also broadened considerably thanks to her relationship with He Min.

"You still know to come over!"

He Min was not so easy to talk to.

She looked at Jiang Tiansheng with a resentful expression, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "Were you spending time at some girl's house again?"

He Min stared intently at Jiang Tiansheng with her big eyes, as if trying to find some flaw in his face.

Jiang Tiansheng, however, remained calm and composed, without even breaking a sweat.

With a calm and natural expression, she explained, "How could that be? I was just dealing with the follow-up matters of the Galaxy Building at the group. I had a short meeting and signed some documents. Before I knew it, it was time to get off work, so I rushed over from Yuen Long. I just didn't expect that Yuen Long and Tsim Sha Tsui are quite far apart."

"That's why we're late."

As he spoke, Jiang Tiansheng gave a proper "military salute" to his wife and said, "But I can guarantee that your husband will never do it again."

Fortunately, Jiang Tiansheng did not make those "fatal mistakes" that He Min could not forgive, and he coaxed He Min back in a few words.

His skill at charming women remains as impressive as ever.

Seeing this, Sister Pomegranate, sitting in the back seat, couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I was just showing off my little tricks for dealing with my husband to He Min. Now it seems that Mr. Jiang, your methods are truly brilliant. I was just showing off my limited skills in front of an expert. I am ashamed of myself."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Tiansheng turned his head and replied with a warm smile, "It's more interesting when two people are interacting, with each other going back and forth."

He Min replied, "Thank you so much, Sister Shiliu."

“If I didn’t have a good friend like you by my side, I can’t imagine how lonely I would be at school. My husband, Mr. Jiang, owes you a favor.”

Sister Pomegranate quickly shook her head and said, "It's nothing. He Min and I hit it off immediately, and we've been at school for so long."

"We've known each other for a long time."

"Let's not talk about you, Mr. Jiang. Before you met my good friend, I had known her for more than half a year."

"So, it seems I only met you later," Jiang Tiansheng said with a smile.

"Haha."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, you were the one who came later."

Sister Pomegranate jokingly countered with another remark.

talking.

She sat in the back seat, stretched her arm through the gap between the two front seats, and gently hugged He Min, leaning most of her body slightly towards her.

Although such a maneuver was somewhat dangerous, fortunately the car drove very smoothly without any undulations or swaying, which was a basic level of control that Jiang Tiansheng was able to manage.

"What are you doing?"

He Min was a little embarrassed by Sister Pomegranate's sudden action. Despite her charming appearance, she was actually a very traditional woman at heart.

In no time, Jiang Tiansheng drove Sister Shiliu home.

"Mr. Jiang is in for a treat tonight."

Sister Pomegranate jokingly teased He Min, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Upon hearing this, He Min's face flushed red. She glared at Sister Pomegranate fiercely, then quickly turned away, not daring to look at Jiang Tiansheng for a moment.

Her shy expression was just so adorable.

"Should we go to your house, my house, or our house together?"

Jiang Tiansheng parked the car to the side, looked at He Min, and asked with a smile.

"We'll do whatever you say, you bad guy. You're the head of the household."

He Min said, blushing.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Tiansheng leaned over and gave He Min a deep kiss. Then, under He Min's adoring gaze, he stepped on the gas and quickly returned to their previous home.

It wasn't a villa, just a large single-level apartment with four bedrooms and a living room. But even so, it was still a big deal for He Min.

She was already very content.

When Jiang Tiansheng woke up the next morning, he heard a "pattering" sound outside.

The light rain from last night has now turned into a bit of a downpour. Although it's not quite a raging storm with howling winds, like a typhoon sweeping in from Antarctica, the constant pattering of hail against the windows is quite noticeable.

It was still clearly audible.

"Don't forget, you're coming home with me to meet my parents today. Luckily we have a car, otherwise we would have had to take the bus."

He Min came out of the kitchen.

After Jiang Tiansheng got dressed and sat in the living room, he began to talk to him about the matter with a serious and earnest expression.

Fearing that Jiang Tiansheng would find another excuse to refuse, she said, "You promised me a long time ago."

"A real man can't go back on his word, and he can't deceive a young girl like me."

"Will not."

Jiang Tiansheng said it directly, and that simple sentence gave He Min a great sense of security.

Sometimes, women just need a man to say something like that to them.

Of course, the "price" of coaxing can sometimes be too much for a man to bear. Whether to coax or not is like Schrödinger's cat; the outcome is often not something a man can completely control.

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Tiansheng drove his Maserati out. Luckily, it wasn't a convertible sports car, otherwise it would definitely have gotten soaked in the rain.

However, on a rainy day like this, the most suitable car would be a Rolls-Royce, which comes with its own large black umbrella worth HK$20,000.

It can completely cover four or five people in the car, which is very convenient.

In the automotive industry, Rolls-Royce has long been renowned and a household name, enjoying a prestigious reputation.

Let alone someone like Jiang Tiansheng who frequently deals with luxury cars, even those who don't drive much but have some knowledge about buying cars know this common sense.

Just as Jiang Tiansheng and He Min were preparing to set off.

In an old-fashioned three-bedroom apartment in a suburban area of ​​Tsim Sha Tsui.

Mr. He was woken up early in the morning by his daughter-in-law, and then he began to tidy himself up, tidying his clothes and dressing himself up, making himself look presentable.

Finally, Mr. He sat on the sofa in the living room, still panting heavily.

Those who know the situation understand that the son-in-law is coming to meet his father-in-law, but those who don't might think it's an ugly daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law, hence the nervousness.

Mr. He was alright, but Mrs. He, sitting to the side, was even more outrageous.

I've been doing this makeup for three hours since I woke up, and I still haven't stopped.

Is this necessary?

No matter what.

Even if he's rich, he's still our son-in-law, the son-in-law of the He family.

Moreover, rumors say that Mr. Jiang is a pretty good person, so that's good enough.

Looking at his daughter-in-law's carefully dressed appearance, Mr. He couldn't help but mutter something, his tone revealing a hint of disapproval.

"Hehe, don't you know what kind of person your old man is?"

Mother He saw through his thoughts at a glance, smiled gently and said, "We can't let our precious daughter down. If we make a mistake, it won't matter, but our precious daughter's life will probably be difficult in the future."

Upon hearing this, Mr. He fell silent.

After the elderly couple had finished tidying up, their mobile phone suddenly rang.

"It must be the son-in-law who has arrived."

As she spoke, Mrs. He quickly got up.

Don't let her age fool you; she's over forty and a bit overweight after having children. For years, she's been getting up at four in the morning every day to work in the shop, spending all year round surrounded by cooking fumes. It's no wonder she's gained weight.

"Old man, come and see how my makeup is done?"

"Aren't your eyebrows and lipstick perfect?"

Mother He moved closer to Father He and asked anxiously.

"Yes, yes, yes, after so many years of marriage, my wife looks her best today."

To save himself the trouble, Mr. He quickly agreed.

Compared to He's mother, He's father's attire was relatively ordinary, but he was still neatly dressed, and his hair was specially styled with hair gel, showing that he had put in a lot of effort in order not to embarrass his daughter.

Actually, the elderly couple's thoughts are quite simple.

They didn't necessarily want their daughter to marry into some top Xiangjiang tycoon or wealthy family; they just wanted their daughter to be happy.

However, this happiness comes with a prerequisite: the man's financial situation cannot be too bad; he must at least own a house and a car.