He had finally "survived" until dawn.
Jiang Siming emerged from the study feeling refreshed. He went downstairs, made breakfast for his wives, and then drove out.
He headed to the residential complex where Wang Xiaoyu and Yan Sisi lived, preparing to bring his new wives home.
Although he had spent several months in the Marvel world, Jiang Siming still remembered this matter clearly.
Adding new members to the family was the most important thing to Jiang Siming, and it was also what his wives cared about most. How could he possibly forget?
After driving into the complex, Jiang Siming skillfully arrived at the floor where Wang Xiaoyu and Yan Sisi lived.
The two girls knew that today was moving day. Although their "bodies were exhausted," their nervousness was mixed with a little excitement, and they had woken up early to tidy the place.
By the time Jiang Siming arrived, the two of them had nearly finished packing.
Jiang Siming felt a little disappointed. He had thought he could hold his two lovely wives and catch up on some sleep, but alas, he had arrived too late.
"There's quite a lot of stuff. Should we call a moving company?"
Looking at the bags and packages scattered around the apartment, the two women thought they couldn't possibly make Jiang Siming's car carry everything.
Jiang Siming's cars were all luxury vehicles. How could they be used for hauling things? That would be such a waste.
Jiang Siming smiled when he saw this and stretched out his hand. Two storage rings appeared in his palm.
"Come on, come on. I'll put one on each of you."
As he spoke, Old Jiang grabbed Wang Xiaoyu's delicate hand without giving her a chance to refuse and slipped the ring onto her finger. He then did the