A Wealthy Family

Zhang Yang glanced at the unusually enthusiastic mother and daughter in front of him with a strange look, but didn't take it too seriously.

My mom's new social circle, just new friends, a few polite words are enough.

"Oh, right, Mom, wait for me a minute." He walked to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and prepared to take out the Jaeger-LeCoultre he had bought for his mother last time. "I brought you a watch, try it on."

The watch wasn't expensive, only 390,000 yuan. It was small and exquisite, just right for my mom to wear.

The trunk was overflowing with all sorts of luxury brands. Zhang Yang had tidied it up before and sent some home, but he kept buying more as he took them, so he simply gave up and just left them in the trunk.

It would be suitable to give it away as a gift when you have nothing else to do.

Liu Jing stood aside, silently watching the shopping bags piled high in Zhang Yang's trunk.

Everywhere I look, there are Chanel, Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Hermes...

Each and every one of them was something she had always dreamed of, something she could only look at with envy at the Little Blue Book but could never have. But now, they were piled up here as if they were free.

These alone probably amount to millions... or even more?

"Alright, found it." Zhang Yang finally rummaged through the pile of shopping bags and pulled out the Jaeger-LeCoultre he had bought a long time ago, handing it to Song Wenqin. "Try it on."

"You really bought it?" Song Wenqin looked surprised, but smiled and took it.

She and Zhang Zhaohai were never the kind of parents who would spoil the mood, and besides, their current situation showed they weren't short of money.

She opened the watch box, glanced at it, and her expression froze slightly.

In the sunlight, the small, exquisite flip watch, inlaid with diamonds, looks very sparkly and dazzling.

This looks really expensive.

Song Wenqin glanced at Zhang Yang subconsciously, then gently put it on and raised her wrist to show it off.

"How about it?"

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and at this moment, Song Wenqin was wearing the jade bracelet Zhang Yang had given her last time and a Jaeger-LeCoultre watch worth 390,000 yuan. In just that instant, her temperament was elevated significantly.

It actually has a touch of glittering glamour.

Standing next to Zhou Tong, the difference in their abilities was immediately apparent.

"This watch..." Zhou Tong subconsciously rubbed the Omega on her wrist and gently pulled down her cuff.

Beside her, only Liu Jing quietly glanced at the designs and secretly searched for them.

After Caught in the Web for a while, her gaze froze.

Seemingly afraid of making a mistake, she looked at Aunt Song's watch again, and then looked down to confirm it once more.

The style and appearance are exactly the same.

Yes, it's this one, definitely the same model. As for the price... 390,000.

"A watch worth 390,000 yuan, just like that, on his wrist?"

"Mom, let's go." Zhang Yang called to his mother as they left.

He had checked it out beforehand; there was a luxury car center just across the street, carrying all kinds of brands. He figured he could just go there and pick up a car, which would complete his mother's wardrobe.

As a result, both my parents wear expensive watches and drive luxury cars.

Once the villa is fully renovated, I can live in one of Yinghai's premier high-end villas, and also run a restaurant, doing my own business.

Well, at least for Mom and Dad, it's a happy ending.

"Where to? Shall we get on the bus?" Song Wenqin asked curiously.

"No need, let's go take a walk across the street." Zhang Yang pointed casually.

Just as the two were about to leave, Zhou Tong couldn't help but speak up, "Huh? I thought you were leaving. Since you're not, why don't you two young people chat for a bit?"

She walked forward, chatting and laughing.

Zhang Yang glanced at his mother curiously, wondering what they had been talking about.

"Just say a few words to appease him; he's also Mom's friend," Song Wenqin whispered in Zhang Yang's ear.

I understand.

Zhang Yang nodded, not taking it to heart.

The next second, Aunt Zhou suddenly took my mother's arm and walked ahead in an unusually affectionate manner.

In the blink of an eye, he and Liu Jing were left behind.

"Brother Zhang Yang, are you developing your career in Magic City?" she asked, glancing at Zhang Yang's license plate.

"Yes, that's right." Zhang Yang nodded politely, but certainly not enthusiastically.

He just kept walking forward.

Beside her, Liu Jing followed closely, asking questions incessantly and being extremely proactive and enthusiastic.

Alas, the flowers are willing, but the water is heartless.

Zhang Yang remained indifferent throughout.

This kind of girl could be called a pretty girl, but there are countless girls like her around him, almost like ordinary passersby, and not even as good as the receptionist at his company.

"Then let's add each other on WeChat," Liu Jing persisted, her smile unchanged.

"Add WeChat?" Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, not really intending to.

Since it will have to be cleaned up later anyway, why bother? Besides, adding it would just require a few perfunctory words, and there's no time for that.

"What's wrong? Is it inconvenient?" Liu Jing seemed to see Zhang Yang's reluctance, and her heart ached, but she still tried her best to maintain a smile, even if it was a very forced smile.

She's never short of suitors; she was always the object of boys' affections at school. When has she ever been so humble?

"Hmm, add me." Zhang Yang casually showed off his business card.

Liu Jing also had her pride; she really wanted to turn around and leave in anger, even saying, "Add it or leave it."

Having backbone is truly admirable.

But at this moment, facing the phone suddenly extended to her, and looking at the male protagonist in front of her who seemed to have stepped out of a novel, even though he was indifferent to her, she was still willing to... continue to take the initiative.

"Thanks."

She quickly added him on WeChat, held her phone in her hands, glanced at the figure in front of her, bit her lip, and continued to follow.

The luxury car center is filled with luxury cars.

There aren't any ultra-luxury cars, but there are BBA (BMW, Porsche, Audi), Porsche, Maybach, Maserati, and even Bentley.

The price range is generally between several hundred thousand and several million.

"Mom, I'll get you a car," Zhang Yang said casually. "Take a look and see which one you like."

He had thought it through. The BMW 7 Series was nice, but it clearly didn't match his father's Maybach. They had to be treated equally, right?

"No, you're really buying a car for Mom?" Song Wenqin didn't know what to say.

But then I thought, I'm a boss's wife now, I can't just not have a car, can I? Is my driver's license just for show?

Then...

Song Wenqin had no choice but to accept it.

"I told you beforehand, last time I bought my dad Maybach, this time it's your turn." Zhang Yang waved to a nearby salesperson, "Take my mom to take a look."

Behind them, Zhou Tong and her daughter held their breath, watching the scene unfold before them.

So, Zhang Yang is going to buy a car for Song Wenqin?

Zhou Tong was both surprised and not so surprised. Buying a car seemed like the most normal thing for the boy in front of her who was driving Cullinan.

"I'll keep you company and give you some advice," she said, stepping forward with great interest.

The shop assistant also came over to accompany them.

Song Wenqin blinked. Beside her was a new friend she had just met, and another was a top salesperson at the store. Before her were rows of luxury cars.

Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Audi...

"What kind of car do you like? Oh, don't be shy, your son's got your back." Zhou Tong pulled Song Wenqin along, laughing as she said, "How about BMW? My X3 is pretty good, you should at least drive an X5, right?"

"I..." Song Wenqin hesitated.

"How about... Porsche?" Zhou Tong asked tentatively, observing Song Wenqin's expression.

Considering her son's financial resources, buying him a Porsche doesn't seem impossible, does it?

"Porsche?" Song Wenqin looked at the Porsche not far away, and was indeed somewhat tempted.

She used to envy the women at the beauty clinic who drove Porsche and leisurely came in every day to maintain their fair and tender skin, and she had even thought about owning one herself.

But in the end, he didn't take that step.

It's not that I can't afford it, but I don't want to be so extravagant. After all, Porsche costs at least a million yuan.

"Got it, you like Porsche, right? Come on, beautiful lady, introduce it to us." Zhou Tong glanced at the shop assistant beside her, then pulled Song Wenqin forward.

The pretty saleswoman, noticing my expression, immediately came over with a big smile to introduce the products.

"Sister, this is Porsche 718. Its performance and appearance are quite suitable for a lady like you..." she introduced it first.

Song Wenqin and Zhou Tong stood aside, listening attentively.

Liu Jing glanced at the car in the distance and her heart skipped a beat. "It's a 718!"

That car, in terms of both appearance and performance, was the young woman's dream car; she dreamed of owning one.

Unfortunately, given her family's financial situation, a car costing 900,000 yuan is simply beyond their means. She'll be grateful if her dad can buy her a Mercedes-Benz C-Class in the future.

And now, that auntie can actually have it.

It's impossible not to feel envious.

Standing before the Porsche 718, Song Wenqin's eyes lit up. The brightly colored and stylishly young Porsche 718 truly captivated her.

I like it, I really like it.

"I really envy you, having such a good son." Zhou Tong pulled Song Wenqin along, filled with only admiration and envy. "My BMW X3 is nice to drive, but I actually want to change it too, unfortunately my family doesn't have the means."

As she spoke, she glanced at her daughter from afar.

"I really hope my daughter will be lucky enough to drive this car someday."

As she spoke, she glanced at Song Wenqin unconsciously, leaving Song Wenqin completely bewildered.

No, why look at her? Does looking at her make anything useful?

"Sister, shall I go and call your son over?" the shop assistant asked tentatively, seizing the opportunity.

"Well... okay, go ahead." Song Wenqin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Fine, I'll splurge this once, consider it a little indulgence!

A short while later, Zhang Yang and a shop assistant came over.

"Mom, have you decided on this car?"

"Zhang Yang, your aunt just discussed it with your mom, and they think this Porsche 718 is pretty good," Zhou Tong said with a smile, looking at Zhang Yang. "What do you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, several pairs of eyes simultaneously focused on Zhang Yang.

Hers, her daughter Liu Jing's, the shop assistant's...

Zhang Yang frowned imperceptibly, without saying a word.

"This..." The sales clerk was extremely nervous. "Sir, the Porsche 718 is excellent. Of course, there are several similar cars that would suit your mother as well."

"Zhang Yang, is it that you don't think this car is suitable?" Zhou Tong observed his expression and asked tentatively, "What kind of car do you like?"

Only Song Wenqin always put her son first.

"Actually, buying a car is a big deal. Why don't we go back and discuss it with your dad?" she changed the subject.

"No, no," Zhang Yang denied immediately. "Mom, you've been looking at this car for so long, and this is the only one you like? This is too..."

At most, a car costing 900,000 yuan on the road, less than a million, was never really on his mind. A top-of-the- BMW 7 Series costs 1.4 to 1.5 million yuan on the road.

"Why don't you take a look at these cars? This Maserati, and that one over there... a Bentley Flying Spur, right?"

He had already looked around; the ceiling of this luxury car center was just so-so. The best car was probably that Bentley Flying Spur, which was just there to show off. He didn't see anything better at first glance.

Comparing Bentley Flying Spur to my dad's Maybach S680, well...

A fully equipped Maybach S680 costs around four million RMB, but if you were to get a fully equipped Bentley Flying Spur, the price would be hard to predict.

Comparing the two is barely a fair comparison.

"What? Maserati Bentley?" Zhou Tong's head was buzzing. She looked at the car not far away, then at Zhang Yang in front of her.

Then, she suddenly remembered.

This is someone who drives Cullinan! What is Cullinan? It's Rolls-Royce, a top-of-the-line Rolls-Royce, the true pinnacle of luxury cars.

Would anyone even be interested in Porsche 718, an entry-level sports car?

"This... this..." The shop assistant was instantly startled, and quickly composed herself.

"Sister, this way please..."

Song Wenqin was speechless, completely unprepared, "Wait... what's wrong with the Porsche 718? Is there something wrong with it?"

Those who don't know the situation might think this is a mother who doesn't understand her children, insisting that her son buy her Porsche 718. But only those in the know understand that she's actually settling for second best and trying to save her son money.

The man wants to buy his son a Maserati and Bentley.

"I think that Bentley is pretty good, how about we go with that one?" Seeing his mother's state, Zhang Yang guessed that she couldn't make up her mind to order the Bentley, so he simply spoke up and decided for her.

"But... it's not Zhang Yang, wait a minute..." Song Wenqin wanted to say something more.

However, Zhang Yang had already stepped forward and directly spoke with the store clerk.

"Bentley? It's actually Bentley?" Zhou Tong muttered to himself, finding it hard to believe.

My new girlfriend is driving Bentley?!

Bentley, a word that feels both distant and familiar.

So distant that it was just a concept in my mind, an unattainable concept, a concept I dared not even think about.

Familiar, because everyone knows these two words.

Bentley, one of the Bentley of luxury cars, once rivaled Rolls-Royce, and was truly the exclusive Bentley of the big boss.

Now?

Someone's son just casually buys his mother a car like this?

After realizing what was happening, she quickly ran forward and stood next to Song Wenqin, her tone and words filled with undisguised flattery.

"Bentley would be great, it would make a perfect pair with your husband's Maybach."

"Wenqin, you must have saved the galaxy in your past life to have given birth to such a son, one in a million, no, one in ten million."

Song Wenqin stared blankly at her friend, who was now showering her with compliments and had a fawning expression on her face. She felt a little unreal and somewhat dazed.

Am I really going to own Bentley?

My husband drives Maybach S680, I drive Bentley, and my son drives a Cullinan.

So what kind of family do we have now?

If someone appeared before her and boasted that their family was wealthy, could she also step up and ask, "If your family is rich, then what is ours?"

At this moment, Song Wenqin had no idea that her villa was still undergoing intensive renovations.

By then, villas and luxury cars will be all available.

Their family could be described as extremely wealthy.