Chapter 450 - 429: Driving to a Deserted Park

Chapter 450: Chapter 429: Driving to a Deserted Park

"Dad, Mom, my boyfriend is probably coming to visit tomorrow. Please, don’t give him a hard time."

Seeing the solemn look on their daughter’s face, the couple fell completely silent. Where would they get the courage to give a hard time to a director whose film had grossed over a billion at the box office?

The key thing was, he was the same age as their daughter. Who knew what heights he would reach in the future?

But even now, they were in completely different social classes. He was someone they couldn’t afford to offend.

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

She glanced around their home. It was a small apartment in an old part of the city, and with all the furniture, it felt even more cramped and narrow.

If their hospitality wasn’t good enough, would the great director think their living conditions were too poor?

"Mom, Wang Ming isn’t the type to judge people by their wealth. Just treat him like any other guest. It’s better to be casual," Shen Ying said.

The couple exchanged a look, a wry smile on their faces. If their daughter hadn’t told them who Wang Ming was, it would have been fine. But now that they knew, how could they possibly be casual? When he arrived, they’d have to treat him like an emperor.

"I’m done eating. Dad, Mom, I’m going over to Wang Ming’s place tonight to help him clean up. He hasn’t been home in almost two years, so it must be really dusty."

Shen Ying finished the last of the soup in her bowl, then carried her bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen.

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

"Of course! I’m not going to spend the night there." As she spoke, a faint blush colored her cheeks.

"Oh, oh..."

The door closed softly. Shen Jianjun and Ye Qiuju had no appetite to continue their meal.

The shock their daughter had given them today was immense, no less than winning a multi-million-dollar lottery prize.

Setting aside the fact that she was dating a famous director, just earning over 300,000 yuan in two years while still in school was enough to make their jaws drop.

After all, the two of them had worked hard their entire lives and didn’t even have that much money in their bank accounts.

"Jianjun, do you think what our daughter said is true?" Ye Qiuju asked, still a little incredulous.

"Didn’t you see her bank account balance? Besides, if Yingying wanted to lie to us, she wouldn’t need to make up a lie so big it would fall apart at the slightest touch," Shen Jianjun said with a sigh.

"If that Wang Ming really comes tomorrow, what are we going to do?" Ye Qiuju looked troubled. They were just ordinary farmers with no experience hosting such an important guest.

Shen Jianjun thought for a moment and said, "First, you should ask for a day off from the supermarket. I’ll take a day off tomorrow too. Then, make a big feast of your best dishes. Tonight, we’ll give the house a thorough cleaning and throw out anything we need to. Tomorrow, we’ll wear our nicest clothes. No matter what, we can’t embarrass our daughter."

"Okay, I think that’s a good plan."

Even though their daughter had told them to be casual, they couldn’t be *too* casual. Hosting him in the best way possible was the only way to show how seriously they were taking this.

"Then let’s hurry up and eat. After we eat, we’ll start cleaning."

"Okay."

* * *

After leaving her house, Shen Ying called Wang Ming.

"Dummy, have you eaten yet?"

"Just finished. You?"

"I ate too. I’m about to head over to your place. Are you home?"

"I am!!!"

"I’m on my way~"

After hanging up, Shen Ying hailed a taxi by the roadside and went straight to Wang Ming’s house. She had been there many times before, so she knew the way by heart.

"DING-DONG—"

The doorbell rang. Wang Ming opened the door, took one look, and immediately pulled Shen Ying inside, pinning her against the back of the door and pressing his lips to hers.

From the moment he got off the plane, he’d been eating, then taking a chartered car straight home without a moment’s rest. He hadn’t had a single chance to be affectionate with his sweetheart, and now that she had delivered herself to his doorstep, there was no way he was going to miss this opportunity.

"Mmph..."

Shen Ying’s eyes widened. After a token struggle, she closed her eyes, parted her lips, and melted into his embrace.

They were entwined for nearly a minute until their breathing grew ragged, and only then did Wang Ming reluctantly let her go.

"What was that for~" Shen Ying wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and shot him a flirtatious glare.

"Hehe, I just missed you so much. I can’t help myself when I see you."

Wang Ming licked his lips, his heart pounding as he looked at Shen Ying’s incredibly soft lips, now slightly red and swollen from his kiss.

"You’re so silly," she chided. "Quick, get me a pair of slippers."

"Oh, oh."

Wang Ming took the slippers she had worn before from the shoe cabinet. He had already wiped the dust off them with a wet wipe that afternoon.

"Huh, you already cleaned the place? I was planning to come help you." Shen Ying looked around. Someone must have sprayed air freshener in the apartment; she could smell a faint scent of lemon.

"No need to go to all that trouble. I’m only staying for two or three days anyway. It’ll just get dusty again even if I clean it," Wang Ming said with a casual shrug.

Shen Ying nodded lightly.

She had brought some winter jujubes with her. She took them to the kitchen to wash, then brought them out to the coffee table, picked a plump one, and held it to Wang Ming’s lips.

He took a bite, then smoothly wrapped an arm around Shen Ying’s slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

"Dummy, I told my parents about us," Shen Ying said softly, leaning against his shoulder.

Wang Ming tensed, a knot of nervousness forming in his stomach. "Oh? What did they say?"

"When they heard we were in a long-distance relationship, they were afraid you’d take advantage of me. I got flustered and just confessed everything—that you’re a famous director, that I’ve earned over 300,000 yuan in two years..."

Shen Ying propped herself up and turned to look at Wang Ming, asking anxiously, "You... you’re not mad at me, are you?"

Wang Ming chuckled. "What’s said is said. They were going to find out sooner or later anyway, and it’s not like we have anything to hide."