Chapter 135 Mr. Jiang is too enthusiastic
"Oh my god, this is so beautiful! Even better than Neuschwanstein Castle..."
After staying on the island for a month, Ye Mengyu and his party arrived at a mountain castle in a European country as planned.
The entire area within ten kilometers is owned by the scumbag dad.
The castle is not an ancient fortress, but an antique building built with purely modern technology.
A complex and luxurious Gothic style building with more than a hundred rooms.
It uses quasi-modern craftsmanship, and unlike other pretentious people, it does not use various antique materials in the house to show the connotation or anything like that. Including the interior decoration, it is all made of modern materials, and there is not a single antique to be found in the whole house.
Therefore, although the castle looks very exquisite and luxurious, its actual value is not as good as that of a large flat in the city center.
Purely for show.
"But I like it. It's beautiful and affordable. I don't mind leaving it in this deep forest. I don't have to worry about it being stolen. It can save a lot of security and maintenance costs."
Ye Mengyu only thought about practical aspects.
"Oh, that's what I said. You're worthy of being my daughter. I only care about those flashy and useless things. What a waste. This is so good, it's no worse than others. What's the point of low-level connotation? How much is low-level connotation worth? Speaking of low-level connotation, who can compare with the low-level connotation of our ancestors for five thousand years?
These foreign things are not even 500 years old, so what's so low about them? They are not shabby enough.
Wait until Daddy throws you a few banquets, and you'll understand. Those old nobles, so poor they can barely make ends meet, are like clowns begging for food with a golden bowl in hand.
How can there be any dignity in this?
You all need to remember that only when you live a good life, do not lack anything from anyone, do not owe anyone anything, have a decent career and a lot of money, can you be truly decent.
The so-called contempt for the nouveau riche is just their jealousy.
A piece of flesh is missing, but it doesn't hurt.
It also won’t hinder the normal interactions of those who want to make progress.”
As the baby grows older, the elders will come to visit when they have time.
The scumbag dad had just defeated Fu Yao in a confrontation and was very happy.
Give yourself a break and have some fun.
It just happened to be the Chinese New Year, and the bosses all gave themselves a few days off.
The world is big, and it’s the New Year. Everyone needs a few days of rest.
Everyone came to the mountains to reunite.
Jiang Fanyu and Mrs. Jiang also came together.
Ms. Lian Wei and her professor husband were both there.
Zhou’s grandparents are both here.
When talking about this big castle that is only for show, and the domestic rich people's behavior of spending money abroad in recent years and their intention to squeeze into the Western upper class, the scumbag father had a lot of complaints.
Dad is awesome. He might not have been able to squeeze in, but his words are encouraging.
Scumbag Dad: ...
Everyone snickered, trying to suppress their laughter and trying to find a topic to talk about. "Xiao Yu, come on, come on, we've come to such a European-style scene. It would be a waste not to make use of it. I just looked up some information, and I think we can have a grand dinner like the ones in TV dramas."
Mr. Bai is a die-hard fan of "Downton Abbey".
Mr. Gu joined in the fun, "I've ordered eighteenth-century aristocratic costumes for everyone. They'll be delivered right away. We have a director team here, so dress up, everyone. What a wonderful souvenir."
"How about we just have a costume party? Something with an 18th-century retro theme?"
My fourth sister has spent a long time abroad and understands their love of joining in the fun.
"Okay, okay. Ask the neighbors around to see if anyone wants to come."
The neighbors around...
The nearest one is more than ten miles away.
We are neighbors too.
Those who can live in the deep mountains are either indigenous people, hermits, or people in a similar situation to the Zhou family, who build a house for vacation.
It was more than a decade ago when my father bought the land and built the house. Back then, the wealthy weren't so rampant, and they hadn't snapped up all the land in Europe. There was still a certain threshold to enter the circle.
The neighbors who loved to join in the fun only came after they had inquired about the Zhou family's situation.
The masquerade ball was quite lively, with over a hundred local guests in attendance, as well as aristocratic friends who had come specially from other places.
The wide puffy skirt perfectly covered Ye Mengyu's eight-month pregnant belly.
Her good self-disciplined exercise and eating habits, coupled with professional nutritional combinations, have allowed her to gain weight only in her belly and not her face, and she is as light as a swallow and moves freely.
After dancing three dances with Mr. Jiang dressed as a prince, different handsome foreign guys started to come over and ask him to dance, but Mr. Jiang rejected them all.
That night, apart from the necessary rest, Ye Mengyu was not allowed to dance with anyone else. Not even with her brothers.
Very overbearing.
He was still restless at night and wanted to torment her.
"That's enough. I've been dancing all night. Even if you're in good health, there's a limit to how hard you can dance. If I make your son or daughter go into premature labor, you won't even be able to find the rhythm to your crying."
"The doctor said that if it's stable, then it's fine, as long as it's not excessive. We finally get to see each other, so I've always been very restrained."
"What are you talking about? That's normal. I danced a lot today. No, Mr. Jiang, what's wrong with you today?"
A person who is usually very sensible and has strong self-control suddenly becomes as enthusiastic as a naive young boy. What does that mean?
"I'm not happy to see you so popular."
ah……
"Is that how you express your dissatisfaction?"
"What else? Beat you up? Or go dig out those men's eyes?"
"That's not okay. It's against the law."
"That's it."
"But it's also true that my body can't handle such a lot of exercise. Feel it, your little one is jumping around and excited. If you stimulate him any more, he's going to run out."
Mr. Jiang actually touched his stomach and was kicked without mercy. Then he got interested and leaned on his stomach to listen to the movement, "How did you hit me in the face?"
Then, I don’t know if he was kicked or punched in the face, but his father was unhappy.
With a stern face, he began to mutter to his stomach.
Education has been started.
Ye Mengyu: ...
I am speechless.
Mr. Jiang is really behaving like a fool now.
So stupid.
Maybe his desire to perform has exploded and he started acting again?
"How long will the movie last?"
It's been filming for five months.
"About a month. But I don't have many scenes left. It's mainly because there are a lot of reshoots, which are fragmented."
Oh, it’s the final stage.
"That's okay, I can catch up with the birth."
"Why is it so naughty? It's so active. Is it a boy?"
Mr. Jiang frowned.
"It must be excited after dancing today. What's that expression on your face?"
"I like my daughter..."
As if to prove something, Mr. Jiang took out his mobile phone and turned to a shopping app exclusively for the wealthy, which required proof of assets and an introducer's certification before registration.
He opened the shopping cart to show Ye Mengyu, and saw endless baby products. There were gender-specific items, all in pink...
"Although I haven't asked a doctor, according to the elders who have given birth, my belly is round, so it's very likely a boy. I'm afraid you will be disappointed..."
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"I don't really believe in this. Just raise whatever you have. It won't affect your inheritance."
"I bought everything, but I'm too embarrassed to return it."
"Then don't return it. If you can't use it, give it away."
"Can't you have a second child? Until you have a daughter."
"It's not impossible to consider it. We'll talk about it when the time comes."
…
It was during this meaningless discussion about the baby's gender that Mr. Jiang's enthusiasm was finally diverted.
In the second half of the night, Ye Mengyu was sleeping in a daze and seemed to hear a sigh.
A thought flashed through my mind: Is Mr. Jiang worried about something?
I forgot about it as soon as I turned over.
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