Chapter 440 - 339: Jun Qingmeng: You can make me call you anything.

Chapter 440: Chapter 339: Jun Qingmeng: You can make me call you anything.

Immortal Unchangeable!

"Xiao Jiang, have some meat." Jun Xinghe made sure to put some food on his son-in-law’s plate.

"Thank you, Uncle."

"Come on, Old Jiang, let’s have another!"

"You’re on! This red wine’s got a bit of a kick, but it’s nothing compared to the Red Star Erguotou I’ve had. This stuff is too mild!"

"Red Star Erguotou is nothing! When I was young, I used to chug it straight from the bottle!"

"Heh, back in my day, forget Erguotou. When I was young, I’d chug water—GULP GULP GULP. Now that was truly thirst-quenching."

The two of them were getting more and more ridiculous.

Jun Qingmeng frowned.

’This is so embarrassing.’

’Uncle Jiang was just being boisterous, but her own dad was acting like a common drunk!’

She complained to herself.

"Daddy, eat your veggies!"

"Mhm, okay."

"Mommy, eat your veggies."

"Thank you, my little darling."

"Hehe." Jiang Tongtong couldn’t help but giggle. ’Give all the veggies to Mommy and Daddy, and leave the yummy meat for this little cutie to eat!’

After a little while longer, Tongtong was full. She curled up in Jiang Liu’s arms to watch videos.

Jun Xinghe raised his glass. "Come on, Brother Jiang! This toast is for you! HIC!"

"No... you don’t toast me! Let your big bro toast you instead!"

"No way! I’m toasting you! You’re older than me!"

Jiang Tongtong quickly put down her phone and picked up her glass, raising the tiny bit of red wine left inside.

Jiang Liu glanced at Jun Qingmeng, and they exchanged a look of understanding as they raised their water glasses.

Lin Qiu also raised her water glass.

The family toasted together!

After downing another glass of wine, Jun Xinghe looked at the family before him.

A warmth spread through his heart.

’How long has it been?’

He had been alone for so many years.

His parents had passed away early, forcing him to work his way through school. He had moved north to the big city all by himself.

After so many years, he had all but forgotten what having a family felt like.

’This is so nice...’

’If only it could always be like this...’

"Come on, little brother! Let’s have another!"

"Hic... I’m getting a little full."

"This wine of yours is all sweet and sour... heh, it really does taste just like fruit juice!"

Jun Xinghe was mortified.

’This is Romanée-Conti!’

"Are we going to keep drinking?"

"Of course, we’re drinking! Who’s scared of who? Just make sure you don’t have to be carried out of here!" Jun Xinghe declared, full of bluster.

He was going to let loose completely for once.

After much clinking of glasses and boisterous toasting, the alcohol had completely gone to their heads.

"Brother Jiang... how’re you doin’? You alright?"

"I’m fine, I’m fine. I’m great. Just a little... dizzy."

"Drink?"

"Drink!"

The two of them had already finished a bottle and a half.

Jun Xinghe reached out and clapped Jiang Liu on the shoulder. "Good lad! Xiao Jiang marrying my daughter... wait, I got that wrong... my daughter marrying Xiao Jiang... Brother Jiang, you really got the short end of the stick here."

"No loss... You’re the one losing out, little brother."

"Sigh... I want to give Xiao Jiang things... but he won’t take them... Ah, Brother Jiang, how did you raise your son to be so good? Your little brother here is so envious! Then I think of my daughter... sigh! Such a disappointment!"

Jun Xinghe let out a drunken burp. "Thank goodness she married your son, or I’d have worried myself to death!"

Jun Qingmeng lowered her head and sipped her congee.

She was both mortified and furious.

Right now, she wished she could just knock her father out cold on the table with a single punch.

It was the kind of anger that sticks to you, impossible to shake off.

Jiang Dahai immediately shook his head. "You... HIC... don’t say that! Some things... shouldn’t be hidden! My son! He’s... second-hand. A second-hand model with a brand-new one. Little brother, you’re the one who really got the raw end of the deal!"

Jun Qingmeng let out a "Pfft!" and burst out laughing. Her beautiful eyes, clear as autumn pools, instantly filled with amusement.

She was so beautiful when she laughed.

Jiang Liu shook his head, speechless.

’His old man was truly drunk; he’d say anything now.’

’Good thing his wife had a good temper.’

Jun Xinghe swayed and waved his hand dismissively. "What loss? You’re the one who lost out, little brother. My daughter... she’s got a problem up here!"

He pointed to his head.

??? Jun Qingmeng ground her teeth.

"Is that so? That’s great!"

"Haha, see? You realize you got the short end of the stick now, don’t you?"

Jun Xinghe laughed a few times, then continued:

"Xiao Jiang... he’s a good kid! What’s past is past. For a... for a man, it’s not a big deal. All small problems! As long as he treats Qingmeng well... I’ll be content! And that child, Tongtong! If... she’s willing, I’ll... I’ll teach her business management immediately!"

Jiang Tongtong blinked her curious eyes. "Grandpa, what’s business management? Can Tongtong know?"

"It’s... managing a big company. Managing lots and lots... of people!"

"Really?! I’m willing!!"

Jiang Tongtong’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

’Does that sound like fun?’

’Could she manage her daddy?’

’She wanted her daddy to love her a little more. And a little more, and a little more! No, that’s not right! He had to love her more every single day!’

Jiang Liu pinched his daughter’s cheek and looked at Jun Xinghe. "Uncle Jun, don’t even think about it. If you gave her the company, it would be dissolved in less than three months."

He knew his own daughter inside and out.

Forget managing a big company; she couldn’t even manage herself.

"Daddy, I’m really getting angry now!"

Jiang Tongtong pouted, showing her dissatisfaction!

"Tongtong is super capable! I’m not at all like what Daddy says!"

Jiang Liu didn’t argue. Instead, he asked Jun Xinghe, "Uncle Jun, can you tell us what you do on a typical day?"

Jun Xinghe’s head was spinning a bit.

But this was something he could answer without thinking. "Every day... lots of things... endless meetings. Just sit there and listen to people talk. When that’s done, sit in the office signing contracts, writing company stuff."

"So, how many hours do you work in a day?"

"Mmm... a dozen or so, I guess. And I can’t rest even when I get home. It’s always one thing after another."

Hearing this, Jiang Tongtong was so scared she shrank back into Jiang Liu’s arms.

"Grandpa... um, Tongtong thought about it again. Is it okay if I don’t want to learn anymore? Hehe."

’This poor little thing should just stick with Daddy and coast through life.’

The thing she feared most was sitting still in one place.

Listening to people talk on and on.

It would bore this little cutie to death.

If she had to stay away from home for a dozen hours a day and couldn’t cuddle with her daddy, she would rather get a hundred spankings on her bottom from him.

Hehe.

’But only the gentle kind, of course.’

Once again, the little girl made everyone laugh.

Jiang Dahai raised his glass. "Let’s not talk about work. As long as our children can live well and happily, I’m satisfied!"

"Hear, hear! My big bro is right!"

Jun Xinghe nodded in agreement. "To be honest, I was pretty nervous when I came here, but I feel much better now."

"Come on, drink up!"

They finished off both bottles of red wine.

The two of them went to the bathroom, and when they returned, they still felt the night wasn’t over.

Jun Xinghe had Secretary Wang send over a bottle of Maotai.

"B-big bro, d-do you know about this liquor? I’ve had it put away for days, couldn’t bear to... drink it!"

"Why not?" Jiang Dahai’s eyes widened.

"Because your son gave it to me the first time we met!"

"Hah!" Jiang Dahai slapped the table. "And here I thought it was something serious! If you want to drink it, I’ll have him send you a bottle a day! However much you want, I’ll have him send it! From now on, you just treat him... like your errand boy!"

Jiang Dahai had originally meant to say "son."

But a wire got crossed somewhere, and he blurted out "errand boy" instead.

The two kept chatting, completely unaware that anything was amiss.

Jun Xinghe, too, started calling Jiang Liu "errand boy" with every other breath.

By this point, Jiang Liu was used to it. He calmly glanced at Jun Qingmeng.

"Hear that? From now on, you’ll have to call me Uncle, you know?"

"Mhm..."

Jun Qingmeng suddenly blushed. She leaned against Jiang Liu’s shoulder and whispered, "If you like it... you can make me call you anything you want."