After the school beauty rejected me, I became her mom's number one fan!

After returning to the Cloud Palace from the yacht marina, Ning Xiuyang enjoyed a rare period of leisure for the next few days.

He completely relaxed, like a true wealthy man.

During the day, he would take the women from the villa to go shopping and buy things.

Sometimes it's Shen Yourong and Shen Youyou.

Sometimes it's Tang Wei and Wu Xingyao.

Sometimes it's Zheng Yumeng and Zheng Yulu.

The twin sisters have grown increasingly beautiful under his care; one is charming and the other is aloof, and they turn heads wherever they go.

Ning Xiuyang enjoyed this feeling, watching them go from being cautious and self-conscious at the beginning to now being able to walk into any luxury store with ease, swipe the card he gave them, and not even blink.

The satisfaction of personally carving a rough jade into a finished product is even more exhilarating than earning hundreds of millions.

That afternoon, Ning Xiuyang was swimming in the indoor pool of the villa when Han Yunmei, dressed in a sexy bikini, came over with a glass of chilled juice and respectfully handed it to him.

"Master, it's Miss Qiao on the phone."

Ning Xiuyang took the juice, took a sip, walked out of the pool, and took the towel handed to him by Han Yunmei to dry himself.

"Which Miss Qiao?"

"It's Miss Qiao Jinlin," Han Yunmei replied softly.

Ning Xiuyang nodded, gesturing for her to take the phone.

"Hey, Jinlin."

"Senior! What have you been busy with these past few days? Why haven't you contacted me?" Qiao Jinlin's voice, tinged with a hint of coquettishness, came from the other end of the phone. It was clear that she was a little upset about being neglected these past few days.

Ning Xiuyang smiled and said, "Missed me?"

"No way!" Qiao Jinlin denied stubbornly, but the joy in his voice was undeniable. "My mom said my grandpa wants to see you, and the date is set for... this Saturday. Are you... are you free?"

By the end, her voice clearly betrayed a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

"Saturday, right?" Ning Xiuyang pondered for a moment. "Of course I'm free. Your grandfather wants to see me, and even if it's raining knives, I'll go."

"You're so annoying, what are you saying!" Qiao Jinlin laughed at his words, and all his previous grudges vanished instantly.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, agreed on a departure time for Saturday, and then hung up the phone.

Ning Xiuyang tossed his phone to Han Yunmei, then jumped back into the pool, swimming freely like a fish.

What's meant to happen will eventually happen.

He had actually been waiting for a call from the Qiao family, but he never expected that it would be Qiao Jinlin calling in person.

This shows that Qiao Feiyu, that woman, was still somewhat intimidated by her father and dared not personally come to finalize the matter with him.

interesting.

A female mayor who is decisive and authoritative in the outside world is a daughter who is overwhelmed by her father's authority at home.

This contrast made Ning Xiuyang find it increasingly interesting.

He was very much looking forward to seeing how Qiao Feiyu would play the role of a "future mother-in-law" in front of Qiao Jingtang.

And can she withstand the "hints" that she might throw out at any time, hints that only the two of them would understand?

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyang couldn't help but smile.

This trip to Beijing is destined to be anything but boring.

……

Friday night, on my last night before heading to Beijing.

Ning Xiuyang was leaning back on the sofa in his study, flipping through a report on Hanhai Shipbuilding's overseas business expansion, when his phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a very long message from an unmarked number, but he knew immediately who it was.

It's Qiao Feiyu.

The information was very long and detailed, even to the point of being somewhat verbose.

"The Qiao Family Mansion is located in Houhai Hutong in Xicheng District. It is a three-courtyard siheyuan (traditional courtyard house), and cars can only be parked at the entrance of the hutong. After entering the gate, there is a screen wall directly in front of you. Going around it, you will find the front courtyard. On the left are the servants' quarters and the kitchen, and on the right are the guards' and drivers' quarters. Passing through the hanging flower gate, you will find the middle courtyard. The three main rooms were my father's study and reception room, and the east and west wing rooms were guest rooms. My father usually drank tea and read books in the rattan chair in the middle courtyard."

"There are three servants in the house: Aunt Wang who cooks, Sister Li who cleans, and Uncle Liu who takes care of my father's daily life. Uncle Liu has been with my father for thirty years and is the most trusted. My father has a very regular schedule. He gets up at six in the morning, practices a set of boxing, and goes to bed at ten o'clock every night. He likes to talk about history and military affairs, especially admiring the Han and Tang dynasties. He hates it when people talk about money in front of him or talk about any opportunistic or crooked ways."

"He doesn't like luxury goods, so just dress simply and cleanly. He only drinks West Lake Longjing tea, and it has to be the first harvest before the Qingming Festival. He doesn't smoke or drink, and he has no bad habits. Never praise Western countries in front of him; that's a complete landmine for him, and he'll turn on you on the spot."

……

Each item, no matter how small, meticulously analyzed Qiao Jingtang's lifestyle, personality, likes and dislikes, and even some unknown taboos.

Ning Xiuyang could sense Qiao Feiyu's deep-seated awe and fear of his father from these words.

At the end of the message, Qiao Feiyu added a sentence.

"That's all I can do, Master. Please be careful."

Upon seeing this message, Ning Xiuyang revealed a playful smile.

This woman really never forgets her status.

Although she was ostensibly offering advice to her "son-in-law," her words were filled with the humility and ingratiation of a pet.

He appreciates this clarity of mind.

He slowly typed out three words and replied.

"understood."

The moment the message was sent, his personal cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number from Beijing.

Ning Xiuyang pressed the answer button, and an old but strong voice came from the other end of the phone.

"You're Ning Xiuyang?"

His voice, though not angry, carried an imposing authority, exuding a sense of pressure from someone who had long held a superior position.

"Yes, that's me." Ning Xiuyang's tone was very calm.

"I am Qiao Jingtang."

The old man introduced himself directly, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

"You'll arrive tomorrow afternoon. Come straight to my house. Don't bring any fancy gifts, just bring yourself."

After saying that, the phone was abruptly disconnected before Ning Xiuyang could reply.

Clean, efficient, and domineering.

Ning Xiuyang held his phone, completely bewildered.

This Minister Qiao actually took the initiative and gave them a taste of their own medicine.

He thought for a moment, then sent another message to Qiao Feiyu.

"Your dad called me and told me not to bring a gift."

Qiao Feiyu replied almost instantly, showing that she had been keeping an eye on her phone the whole time.

He's testing you.

"If you really don't bring it, he'll think you're arrogant and don't know any manners."

"If you bring a gift, especially an expensive one, he'll think you're mercenary and trying to bribe him with money."