"Dad, Mom, my boyfriend is supposed to come visit us tomorrow, please don't make things difficult for him."

Seeing their daughter's solemn expression, the elderly couple fell silent. Where did they get the courage to make things difficult for a director with a box office of over a billion?

The key point is that she's the same age as my daughter; who knows how far things will go in the future?

Even now, the two are in different classes and are simply not worth offending.

"Then... Yingying, what should we do?" Ye Qiuju asked blankly.

She looked around at her home. It was an old house in the city center, and the area wasn't large. After the furniture was placed in the house, it felt even more cramped and narrow.

If we don't provide adequate hospitality, will the famous director think our family's conditions are too poor?

“Mom, Wang Ming isn’t the kind of person who snobs. Just treat him like a guest, and it’s better if he’s casual,” Shen Ying said.

The elderly couple exchanged a glance and gave a wry smile. If their daughter hadn't revealed Wang Ming's identity, things would have been fine. But now that she knew, how could they possibly be so casual with him? They'd have to treat him like an emperor.

"I'm done eating, Dad, Mom. Tonight I'm going to Wang Ming's place to help him with some housework. He hasn't been home for almost two years, so there must be a lot of dust to clean up."

Shen Ying drank the last mouthful of soup in her bowl, then took the bowl and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.

Watching his daughter put on her shoes at the door, Shen Jianjun remained silent for a few seconds before suddenly asking, "Yingying, you... you'll be back tonight, right?"

"Of course, I'm not going to spend the night there." She said, her face slightly flushed.

"Oh..."

The door closed gently, and Shen Jianjun and Ye Qiuju lost their appetite.

The shock their daughter brought them today was immense, no less than winning a five million dollar lottery.

Not to mention that she found a famous director as her boyfriend, the fact that she earned more than 300,000 yuan in two years while in school is enough to make them drop their jaws.

You have to understand, the elderly couple worked hard all their lives and they didn't even have this much money in their account.

"Jianjun, do you think what our daughter said is true or false?" Ye Qiuju asked, still somewhat skeptical.

"Didn't you see her bank account balance? Besides, if Yingying wanted to lie to us, she wouldn't need to make up such a big lie that's so easy to expose," Shen Jianjun remarked.

"What should we do if Wang Ming really comes tomorrow?" Ye Qiuju looked troubled. They were just ordinary farmers with no experience in receiving such a distinguished guest.

Shen Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "You ask the supermarket for leave first, and I'll ask for leave tomorrow too. Then we'll cook a big table of your signature dishes, and tonight we'll do a thorough cleaning of the house and throw away anything that needs to be thrown away. Tomorrow we'll wear our best clothes; no matter what, we can't let our daughter down."

"Hmm, I think it's a good idea."

Although their daughter told them to make themselves at home, they shouldn't be too casual. They needed to be treated in the best way possible to show how much importance the family placed on them.

"Then hurry up and eat, and then do a thorough cleaning."

"good."

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After leaving home, Shen Ying first called Wang Ming.

"Idiot, have you eaten yet?"

"I just finished eating, what about you?"

"I've eaten too, and I'm on my way to find you. Are you home?"

"exist!!!"

"Here I come!"

After hanging up the phone, Shen Ying hailed a taxi on the roadside and headed straight to Wang Ming's house. She had been there many times before and knew the way well.

"Ding-dong—"

The doorbell rang quietly. Wang Ming opened the door, glanced inside, and then pulled Shen Ying into the house. He pressed her against the door and kissed her soft lips.

From the moment he got off the plane, it was dinner, and then a chartered car to go home without stopping. He didn't have a chance to get intimate with his sweetheart the whole way. Now that she's come to him, he's not going to let this opportunity slip by.

"Hmm..."

Shen Ying widened her eyes, struggled symbolically for a moment, then closed her eyes and gently opened her mouth to entangle with him.

The two lingered for nearly a minute, their breathing becoming rapid, before Wang Ming reluctantly let her go.

"What are you doing~" Shen Ying raised the back of her hand to wipe her drool, giving him a slightly coquettish glare.

"Hehe, I miss you so much, I can't help myself when I see you."

Wang Ming licked his lips, looking at Shen Ying's incredibly delicate lips, which were slightly red and swollen from his kisses, and his heart fluttered.

"Silly boy," she scolded. "Quickly, get me a pair of slippers."

"Oh, oh."

Wang Ming took out the slippers she had worn before from the shoe cabinet. He had already wiped them with a wet wipe in the afternoon, and they were covered in dust.

"Oh, the house has already been cleaned? I was thinking of coming over to help you clean." Shen Ying looked around. The house seemed to have been sprayed with air freshener, and she could still smell a faint lemon scent.

"No need for that trouble. I'm only staying for two or three days anyway, and it'll just gather dust again after I clean it," Wang Ming shrugged and said casually.

Shen Ying nodded gently.

She bought some jujubes, washed them in the kitchen, put them on the coffee table, and picked out a relatively plump one to hold to Wang Ming's mouth.

He opened his mouth and took a bite, then casually wrapped his arm around Shen Ying's slender waist and pulled her into his embrace.

"Silly boy, I've already told my parents about us," Shen Ying said softly, leaning on his shoulder.

Wang Ming's spirits lifted, a slight nervousness creeping into his heart: "Hmm? What did Uncle and Aunt say?"

"When they heard me say we were in a long-distance relationship, they were afraid I was being deceived by you. In my panic, I told them everything, saying you're a famous director and I've earned over 300,000 yuan in two years..."

Shen Ying sat up, turned to look at Wang Ming, and said anxiously, "You...you won't blame me, will you?"

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