My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

Wang Yuehao thought he had seen it wrong and rubbed his eyes again.

That’s right, it’s him.

"Old Wang, isn't that your son? What a coincidence."

"The two of them are inseparable and you can tell at first glance that they are in love."

"Yes, even when inspecting work, the two of them have to be together."

"Tsk tsk, I really envy the old prince. Not only is he a royal relative, but he's also the father-in-law of the Phoenix Lord."

"Even if the Lord sees you, he must treat you with courtesy."

The officials were chatting animatedly, with some sarcastic remarks being made.

They are truly envious, jealous, and hateful. If their sons were favored by the Phoenix Lord, they would look down on them.

Wang Yuehao paused, then raised his head with a smile.

"Hi, my son and daughter-in-law have a good relationship, I am very relieved."

"Don't be envious. After all, giving birth to a child is also a skill."

Everyone else had a dark look on their faces, and felt inexplicably angry.

The key point is that there is nothing to be said about it. Who doesn’t know the reputation of the eighth daughter of the Wang family?

"Humph, that's all due to my sister-in-law's contribution. It has nothing to do with you, old man."

Mo Ye got out of the car.

After seeing my sister, I walked over and talked about some serious matters.

Wang Xiaoke was looking around in the crowd and happened to meet his old father's eyes.

"Sister Mo, Second Brother, I'm going to say hello to father."

Mo Yanyu glanced sideways and nodded at him.

"Go quickly, you have to get on the plane soon, don't delay."

Wang Xiaoke left the two and walked towards the officials.

"Dad, you're going on a business trip too. I didn't expect we'd be together."

Wang Yuehao covered his face and sighed, grabbed his arm and pulled him into the corner.

"Kid, didn't you say you were going to meet a friend?"

Wang Xiaoke spread his hands and blinked innocently.

"Yeah, girlfriend, what's wrong?"

"How come you're on a business trip with Yu'er, kid? Don't you know this is a serious occasion?"

"I know, so what."

Wang Yuehao took off his hat and warned seriously.

"Remember, don't make your own decisions when you go out this time, okay?"

He glanced at the officials behind him and spoke in a low voice.

"When you go out this time, there will definitely be countless eyes staring at you."

"You can make as much noise as you want at home, but when you're with Xiaoyu, you're a public figure."

"As the son-in-law of the current emperor, I must be a gentleman and maintain my composure."

"Especially the various etiquettes. Don't grab the chicken legs with your hands, and drink the soup with a spoon..."

Wang Yuehao suddenly felt that his old father was worried sick.

"I understand everything."

Wang Xiaoke knew that there were media outlets, so he had to be more restrained in his actions.

Wang Yuehao glanced at his clothes and started scolding him again.

"Look at you, others wear suits and ties, but you are so casual."

"If I didn't know, I would have thought you were going on a trip!"

Wang Xiaoke coughed, actually he just treated it as a trip.

"Dad, it's just a piece of clothing, and you yell at me?"

"Be careful or I'll tell mom and let her teach you a lesson."

Wang Yuehao sighed. He couldn't control this kid anymore.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, just be honest."

Mo Yanyu and Mo Ye boarded the plane first, followed by others.

Wang Xiaoke sat next to Mo Yanyu, and there was a pile of snacks on the table.

They were all to satisfy his cravings on the road.

"What did you say to your father?"

"Just some instructions." Wang Xiaoke took a sip of his drink.

"He was afraid that I would become too comfortable and lose my manners."

"I'm a gentleman, right?"

Mo Yanyu's left hand was wrapped and felt warm.

"Ah."

"When I get off the plane later, I will turn off the microphone and be a quiet handsome man."

Wang Xiaoke put his arm around his waist: "Humph, who will find fault with me then?"

Mo Yanyu found it a little funny and tapped him on the forehead.

"Don't mute your microphone. I'm afraid you'll suffocate to death."

"Xiao Ke is good the way he is, there's no need to hide it."

Wang Xiaoke smiled and kissed her on the cheek.

"Beautiful sister is really good at complimenting people."