Mei Mei's Boudoir, Everything's Settled!

Koster nodded at Li Yufei's words and offered a reminder:

"True, your identity is sensitive. When it comes to choosing a national team, you should still consult your mother, Ms. Anne."

"But from my experience, playing for England shouldn't be a big problem."

Koster understood his son-in-law's thinking.

He also knew that America's soil could never produce a strong football national team.

Because no one cared!

American sports are the most commercialized events in the world.

Whether it's the NFL, MLB, or NBA.

Their market values all surpass the Premier League.

The Premier League is indeed the most commercially successful football league on the planet.

But compared to these American leagues, it still falls a bit short.

Li Yufei recalled seeing a ranking of sports club market values in his past life.

The top spots were mostly NFL clubs.

Next came the NBA, with only Real Madrid and Manchester United from football making the world's top twenty.

Though many Chinese mocked this as Americans playing in their own sandbox.

It was undeniable that America led the world in commercializing sports events.

On American soil, these mature commercial leagues had already captured the attention of nearly the entire population.

There was simply no piece of the pie left for football.

And football, unable to get enough of that pie, naturally failed to draw widespread American interest.

So it was hard to find enough football talent entering the professional path.

Few Americans went pro in football to begin with, and after careful sifting, those who could become world-class players were even rarer.

You could even say there were none!

Leading a team of such teammates, Li Yufei had no chance of challenging for the World Cup.

So if he wanted to become football's GOAT, his first step was joining the England national team.

Though the England national team had nicknames like "Three Cats Army" and "European China Team."

They crushed weaklings in friendlies and qualifiers without mercy, only to wet themselves in major tournaments.

But it was undeniable that England's player pool was incredibly deep!

At least there was no shortage of world-class players.

They just lacked a core figure to bind the scattered English players into a cohesive unit.

Li Yufei had absolute confidence in becoming that core.

He was also sure he could turn the Three Cats Army into a true Three Lions Army.

But that depended on him smoothly joining the England national team.

Though he held dual American-British citizenship, making it legally unimpeachable to play for England.

Li Yufei still had to consider the political factors.

After all, his surname was Adams.

Since he and his family had reaped enough benefits from that name.

Then the corresponding obligations were something Li Yufei had to bear.

He had always been mentally prepared for this.

There was no such thing as taking all the perks without paying a price.

Even if it existed, Li Yufei didn't think it would fall to him.

So he had to communicate clearly with both his mother and father.

Only by understanding everything could he feel at ease.

After dinner at Taylor's house.

Li Yufei and Taylor entered their shared room.

During this time, Li Yufei had already called his mother.

According to her, he didn't need to worry—just follow his own wishes.

But Li Yufei worried she was saying that to support his football career.

So, still uneasy, he called Li's Father.

Unexpectedly, Li's Father responded with a full dose of fatherly mockery:

"You little brat, you really think you're hot stuff, huh?"

"Get one thing straight—the job you do is just a sport."

"The strength or weakness of a sport has never had any real impact on a country."

"Your mother and I are people with big things to do. Sports, to put it bluntly, don't even deserve a place in our sights."

"You go chase your own dream properly, and stop worrying about things that'll never happen."

"Relax, you little brat—you won't bring any trouble to your mom or dad. Go ahead and chase that dream boldly!"

After being mocked by his own father, Li Yufei instantly lost his composure.

But from his dad's words, he also picked up on their attitude and the answer he'd been searching for all this time.

He could serve the England National Team without any worries, pursuing that golden spherical trophy.

Sensing her boyfriend's excitement, Taylor placed her hand on Li Yufei's and gently stroked it.

Just as Li Yufei thought his dad was about to hang up, Li's Father added one last thing:

"Son, you did pretty well this time. It was unnecessary, but at least it shows you're filial—you've honored your mother for giving birth to you."

"Go for it, charge ahead. Mom and Dad will always have your back."

With that, Li's Father hung up, not giving Li Yufei a chance to reply.

Shaking his head helplessly, Li Yufei thought to himself: "Seriously, that Old Man can't even express a little emotion without rushing off. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

For a super tycoon worth tens of billions who couldn't bring himself to show fatherly love to his own son, Li Yufei declared he'd laugh at him ten thousand times!

Every time he thought of it, he'd laugh again!

Taylor was also amused by her father-in-law's 'flustered' retreat.

But when she saw Li Yufei couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, she gave him a smack:

"Dad is, after all, one of the richest people in the world. Normally, whether dealing with subordinates or business partners, he rarely shows real emotion."

"Now that he's finally opened up to you, and you're laughing at him—that's really not right!"

Watching Taylor, who was barely holding back her own laughter while trying to scold him with a straight face, Li Yufei was speechless:

"Darling, could you stop shaking your shoulders so obviously? You look like a real fool like that."

Hearing that, Taylor immediately pounced on him, 'clawing and snarling.'

Li Yufei let himself fall backward, and the two rolled into a tangle.

Their clothes soon scattered everywhere.

Before long, Taylor's boudoir was filled with scenes unsuitable for children...

(Here, a hundred thousand words are omitted...)