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"Then why did you provoke me?" Song Haojun was vexed, not daring to bite back on her lips. If by chance he set himself on fire, he wouldn't be able to persevere for the first day.

When Han Tianning saw how his teeth were itching, he chuckled and let him go. He walked over to the bed and said, "Go take a bath. Sleep early today. There will be an announcement tomorrow."

"I'll go and chat with dad, you go to sleep first." Song Haojun said as he looked at her laying the bed.

"You have to go to bed before ten." Han Tianning instructed.

"Got it." Song Haojun turned around with great difficulty. He used to like the night a lot. As long as it was dark, he would hurriedly pull Han Tianning back to his bedroom.

Without saying a word, he walked to his father's side and sat down. Song Haojun was also grateful to Han Tianning, because ever since they got married, he discovered more and more that his family was warm.

The once noisy and noisy family slowly became warm, allowing him to taste the warmth of family love that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Even her grumpy mother, in such a harmonious family, had a much gentler personality. It had to be said that marrying a good wife was the treasure of the entire family.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Song Rui Hong looked at his son and asked in surprise.

In the past, every time they ate dinner, Song Haojun would impatiently pull his wife back to their room to "rest". Today, they had been on the plane for so long, and in the afternoon, they would go out to work.

"Is the company on the right track these days? Has the problem that was mentioned on the phone a few days ago been resolved? " Song Haojun didn't answer and just asked about the company's situation.

"Done." Song Rui Hong smiled slightly. He was currently the most attractive man in his forties. His figure was maintained very well, and every move he made exuded the charm of a mature man.

Sometimes, Song Haojun would look at his father as if he was looking at himself twenty years later.

"Haowie, I don't object to you making your own music, but... I still want you to take over the company. " Song Ruihong said gently to his son, "The early stage may delay you a little, but later on, you can give it to the trust fund and choose someone you trust to manage the company. When that time comes, why not do it while doing music and making money?"

Song Haojun sat loosely on the sofa. His light blue domestic attire concealed some of his sharp beauty, bringing with it the warmth of a man living at home.

"Last time, your mother and Ning Ning Ning had a chat, and she had this thought." Seeing that his son did not say anything, Song Ruihong added.

"I'll think about it." Song Haojun finally said.

"Mm, think about it carefully. You guys are still young, so do your own things. As for me …" I can only support them, but I don't want to see all of you being hunted by the cameras all day. Song Ruihong now fully supports Song Haojun's music, but still hopes that he can take over the company.

"Ning Ning is also tired of advertising shows and those entertainment programs recently." Song Haojun pursed his lips, "After the second album is released, I want to live a quiet life with her."

"Right, last time I saw you at the press conference, saying that you were preparing for the wedding, why didn't you tell us?" Song Rui Hong suddenly thought of this question and asked.

"This isn't about to discuss it with you." Song Haojun leaned against the sofa, rubbing his soft black hair, "I want to make up a very grand wedding for her. The most romantic wedding in the entertainment circle, many people are invited … My initial estimate is that at that time, there would be more than a hundred of the top seniors in the entertainment circle. Adding on the other reputable celebrity media, only this part of the entertainment circle, the domestic and foreign ones, would need to hire 500 to 600 people. Dad, do you know how many relatives there are in the Ning Family? "

When Song Haojun thought of the lineup of relatives he had seen that day, he felt a bit shocked.

There were so many of them, second master, third uncle, sixth aunt, cousins. Compared to his simple family members, Han Tianning's relatives could form a large choir!

"We're not going to split up?" Song Ruihong cared more about the celebrities and relatives, and made a huge mess of the scene.

"They won't be separated. It's just the seniors of the celebrities who are all in the lobby. We'll just leave our friends and relatives in the back garden. My budget is just enough for them to mess around in our new home." Song Haojun nodded and said.

"Are you planning to hold it at home? Have you set a time yet? " Song Rui Hong nodded and asked again.

"If I were to charter a plane for Ning Ning Ning's relatives abroad, how many people would I need?" Song Haojun smiled and said, "And there are a lot of musicians in our country. As for some celebrities from overseas, you just need to send a few assistants to receive them. It will be more convenient."

"You have to prepare in advance by at least two months, right? "So many people …" Song Rui Hong also thought this in his mind.

"It's ready." Song Haojun revealed a super cute smile to his father with a hint of pride, "Ever since I left the island in Ning Ning, I had already started preparing to have people prepare a rough plan for me when I went to the Aegean Sea."

Song Rui Hong looked at his son's smile and suddenly laughed out loud.

His smile was full of gratification and happiness, as if he was a child who had seen his mischief and had become a wise and calm man.

"You two, father and son, can't be quiet for a while. Grandpa and Grandma just went back to their room to rest, don't wake them up." Zhu Qi pulled open the door and said to the living room while she was making her face mask.

"Yes, ma'am." Song Ruihong was still smiling, but he lowered his voice slightly …

"Haojun, why aren't you going to sleep?" Zhu Qi glanced at her son. She walked out and looked at Han Tianning's door again.

In the past, this guy would "shut his doors and build a car" every night. But today, it was a little unusual for him to have the leisure to chat with Song Rui Hong.

"Can't I talk to Dad?" Song Haojun asked.

"We'll talk during the day, let's go back and sleep now." Zhu Qi wanted nothing more than to hug her grandson and rush him into his bedroom.

"Truly, the Emperor is not anxious at all, but the Overseer is." Song Rui Hong could not help but want to laugh. He pulled Zhu Qi to his side and said, "Hao Jun is talking about proper matters. Calm down."

Zhu Qi's face was covered with a white paste. She glared at Song Ruihong. Didn't you say every night that you want a grandson to play with? "

"Hey, the child isn't a toy." Song Haojun's face slightly sunk.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, I can wait another year." "I hope to see my grandson's face in a year."

"It must look like me." You can't make too much of a face mask, she snorted.

"Hao Jun is preparing to hold a large scale wedding banquet. As the mother and the mother-in-law, do you have any objections?" Song Rui Hong looked dotingly at his wife and asked gently.

"When will it be held?" She hadn't heard the conversation in the bedroom.

"There are about twenty days until the release of the second album." Song Haojun calculated the time, "The initial time is set for New Year's Eve."

"That's right, Chinese New Year is coming soon." It had been a long time since Zhu Qi had spent her New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve in the country. At this time, she couldn't help but miss the traditional holidays.

"At that time, Ning Ning's relatives weren't very busy either. Most of them were at home preparing for the new year, and the celebrities were very busy too. Many of them didn't need to be invited." Song Haojun calculated very clearly.

"Then, the invitation should be sent out, right?" Song Rui Hong had no objections. Now that his son was doing something, he could be at ease.

"I told my assistant to send it next week. Aren't I going to have to discuss it with you guys?"

"Where's Ning Ning? Does she know?" Song Rui Hong asked.

"I've already communicated with Ning Ning's parents. Recently, she has been busy with announcements and new albums every day. She mentioned them last time, but she was busy at that time and didn't react at all." Song Haojun felt depressed just thinking about it. Wasn't this the moment every girl looked forward to the most?

"Sometimes, Ning Ning feels like she doesn't care about her life when she works." "Haojun, Mama always said she should have a child, stay at home and run around less at work. Don't you feel sorry for her, aren't you afraid she'll run away from too many other handsome men?"

"Is there anything better than me?" Song Haojun looked up with disdain. He wasn't afraid that Han Tianning would run away.

Because no one was more handsome than him!

"Come on, last time I saw someone behind the scenes. She seemed to have a good relationship with another male star. You didn't see how attentive the handsome guy was to her." Zhu Qi sneered at her son.

"Who?" Song Haojun's smile immediately disappeared, and he frowned as he asked, "What is the trick behind this?"

How could he not remember?

"Alright, alright. Didn't you guys say that you were good friends in the past? Ning Xuemo had previously been the assistant of that male celebrity, so their relationship had always been good. On that day, they rarely met in the backstage, so it wasn't that big of a deal to talk about it. " Song Ruihong sighed and pushed Zhu Qi into the bedroom. "Wife, you like to guess randomly. Haoyan shouldn't learn from your personality …"

"I'm going back to rest." Song Haojun immediately stood up and walked towards his bedroom.

"Look!" Zhu Qi shook her head helplessly. "In the future, don't talk about this in front of Emperor Hao. His possessive and jealous nature is much better than yours."

"Tsk, my son will definitely surpass Lan Lan." Zhu Qi said complacently, "He went back to his room earlier to make a living, so I won't say that anymore."

When Song Haojun returned to his bedroom, Han Tianning was still awake. He was scribbling in his notebook, as if planning something. His expression was very serious.

The gentle light from the bedside lamp shone on her face with a quiet beauty.

Maybe Han Tianning was a second eye beauty and Song Haojun had been liking to see her face more and more recently.

"You're back?" Han Tianning raised his head and looked at Song Haojun who was walking towards his bed, "Have you finished chatting with your father?"

"Yes." Song Haojun walked to the bedside and lowered his head to place a kiss on her smooth forehead.

Originally, he wanted to ask which male celebrity was so close to her, but seeing her clear eyes, Song Haojun felt that he had nothing to pick on.