"Alright then, I look forward to your new work!"

"Welcome to participate in our programs on CCTV-3. I will also try to get you opportunities for good programs!"

Liu Yan was not disappointed by Wang Yueheng's ambiguous answer and continued enthusiastically.

At the same time, I secretly made up my mind.

I will definitely find another opportunity to collaborate with Wang Yueheng on the same stage next time.

"By the way, Teacher Yue Heng, today is Qixi Festival, don't forget to prepare a gift for your girlfriend."

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your relationship."

Before parting, Liu Yan subtly reminded Wang Yueheng of something.

"Thanks…"

Wang Yueheng chuckled dryly and said.

He then realized it.

I really haven't had time to prepare a Qixi Festival gift for Mo Zixue.

It's probably a bit too late to shop in malls now, and the experience won't be as exciting.

Wang Yueheng, who has little experience in dating, is now a little conflicted.

What would be a good holiday gift for my girlfriend's agent, who has been so dedicated and helpful to me?

The next moment.

Wang Yueheng's gaze returned to the system store.

...

"Yue Heng, my mom just called and wants to invite you over for a late-night snack."

Are you free tonight?

After seeing Liu Yan off, Mo Zixue, having finished her other tasks, came over and asked.

"Won't going over so late disturb your parents' rest?"

Wang Yueheng checked the time; it was almost 11 p.m.

People of a certain age should be resting by now...

"My parents are both night owls."

“Especially my dad, he often stays up all night in the lab.”

"And they were watching your performance just now, and they said you must be hungry after the show, so they specially prepared a whole table of dishes..."

Mo Zixue explained, her cheeks slightly flushed.

On the traditional Qixi Festival in China, it is customary for a girl's parents to invite a boy to their home late at night; the meaning of this is self-evident.

"In that case, I shall respectfully comply."

"To be honest, I am actually a little hungry."

Seeing Mo Zixue's shyness, Wang Yueheng smiled and agreed.

Mo Zixue's parents' home is located near the West Second Ring Road in Kyoto.

In less than twenty minutes.

The two then traveled together to a neighborhood called Kanjikuchi in the western part of Kyoto.

To Wang Yueheng's surprise,

Right next to this residential area was the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, which he had visited before.

No wonder Mo Zixue said she often came to Diaoyutai to play when she was a child.

It turns out my parents' house is right here.

Wang Yueheng couldn't help but sigh.

There used to be a saying in my world: "All roads lead to Rome."

People like Mo Zixue are among the lucky ones who were born in Rome.

The starting point is the end point for many people's entire lives.

Fortunately, with the system at his disposal, Wang Yueheng can now be considered someone who can step into this land of Rome.

"This neighborhood is full of buildings from the 1990s."

"In terms of living comfort, it may not necessarily be able to compare with new residential communities in second- or third-tier cities."

"Especially on rainy days, the room will smell like an old house."

"My parents are just used to living here and they're too lazy to move."

Seeing the sentimental look on Wang Yueheng's face, Mo Zixue spoke up from the side.

“My dad also couldn’t get used to living in the city, so he went back to his hometown to live.”

Wang Yueheng nodded, expressing his empathy.

Although, according to Mo Zixue, the houses in this neighborhood are old.

However, in prime locations like Kyoto where land is incredibly valuable, the price per square meter starts at at least 150,000 yen.

Even the most ordinary house is worth seven or eight million.

It's simply not a place that ordinary people can afford to live in.

"My home is on the third floor of this building."

Mo Zixue led Wang Yueheng to a red building in the residential area.

He pointed to a living room with the lights still on and led Wang Yueheng upstairs.

"Oh, Yue Heng is here! Come in, come in!"

"These are new slippers that I bought especially for you."

"You must be tired. I've made you a pot of tea. Come on, sit on the sofa and rest for a while."

As soon as Mo Zixue knocked, the door opened quickly from the inside.

When Mo Zixue's mother, Ying Wanlin, saw Wang Yueheng arrive, she hurriedly and warmly greeted him.

The other person was wearing an embroidered cheongsam at home, looking quite formal.

It was clearly a special occasion to welcome Wang Yueheng.

"Thank you, Auntie. I'm sorry to bother you so late."

As Wang Yueheng spoke, he casually placed the fruit he had bought from the roadside supermarket aside.

"What are you disturbing us for? We're too happy to be disturbing you!"

"Your performance tonight was absolutely fantastic!"

"I was so excited watching it on my tablet just now."

"The Butterfly Lovers puppet show, in particular, was really creative."

"I even shared it on my WeChat Moments, and many relatives and friends liked it!"

After inviting Wang Yueheng to sit down on the sofa.

Ying Wanlin handed over a cup of tea, looked Wang Yueheng up and down, and chattered excitedly.

It's like a middle-aged female fan seeing her idol come to her door.

"Cough cough!"

He was overly excited to see his wife.

Mo Weijiang, who was also sitting on the sofa pretending to look at his phone, couldn't help but cough.

He subtly reminded his wife to maintain the decorum expected of an elder.

"Weijiang, is your throat sore? Go and drink some water."

Ying Wanlin glared at the other person and pretended to be concerned.

She felt she had already restrained herself quite a bit.

If it weren't for my daughter still being in college...

Eager to have a grandchild, she might already be urging the two to get married.

"..."

"Yue Heng, we only met once last time. It was too rushed and I didn't have a chance to chat with you for a while. Please don't mind."

Mo Weijiang was speechless after being met with a glare from his wife.

He then slowly took a sip of tea and smiled as he spoke to Wang Yueheng.

Last time, a beautiful female host from CCTV specifically tested this boy.

Mo Weijiang's concerns about Wang Yueheng's character were completely dispelled.

In addition, he wrote the song "Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales" for the Forbidden City this time.

And he created the puppet show "Puppet Show" for the CCTV Opera Gala.

This made him even more impressed with the young male singer.

With his daughter Mo Zixue by his side, a man of both virtue and talent, her father could finally rest easy.

If there is a chance.

Mo Weijiang also plans to help the boy access more performing arts resources.

"Uncle Mo, you flatter me. I understand you're very busy."

"I've heard that the pharmaceutical industry has been quite busy lately, especially for someone in a high position like you, who probably has even more to worry about."

Wang Yueheng answered with a smile while sitting on the sofa.

He had already learned this from Mo Zixue before he came.

Mo Weijiang is the tenth-ranked enterprise among the top 100 in China and the founder and chairman of Zhenlong Pharmaceutical.

Mo Zixue was influenced by her father to pursue a medical degree in university.

Determined to research and conquer ALS, a terminal illness.