Chapter 392: Chilling View of the Southern Sun

Chapter 392

After the concert ended, Zhao Tiancheng rushed backstage as soon as possible.

A few girls were taking off their makeup and changing their clothes. Next to them, Jing Dashuai and Monica's teams were also packing up. This concert had ended, but they still had work to do.

Zhao Tiancheng happily walked in with a beer belly: "Hurry up, we need to catch a flight!"

Ge Dongxuan: "What's the big rush? I was going to take Xiangwan to eat some duck blood vermicelli noodles..."

Nan Xiangwan immediately looked over with bright eyes. Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

But Zhao Tiancheng had already covered Ge Dongxuan's mouth, saying loudly: “Hurry, hurry, hurry! The flight to Guangzhou is about to take off!"

Then he pushed everyone out to board the bus.

Sitting in the vehicle, Nan Xiangwan rested her hands on the window, staring longingly at Jingling City.

She didn't want to leave, she still wanted to eat.

At this time, Zhou Wenxia leaned in and whispered: "Don't be upset, Guangzhou has the most authentic Cantonese morning tea, as well as egg tarts, milk tea, rice noodles..."

Nan Xiangwan immediately revived with full energy: "Eat!"

Zhu Sha said: "Every place nationwide has delicious local foods we can enjoy while on tour."

Nan Xiangwan: "There are two stops left."

Zhu Sha said profoundly: “After we finish eating Guangzhou's food, it'll be my turn.”

Yun Qian was somewhat surprised: "Team captain is from the Imperial Capital?"

Zhu Sha smiled: "Yes, I'll take you all to eat."

Sha Ling: "I really can't tell! The team captain doesn't speak with an erhua accent at all."

At this moment, Nan Xiangwan had a blank expression on her face. The Imperial Capital?

Beibei is in the Imperial Capital.

The last stop, maybe she could see Beibei?

Nan Xiangwan suddenly felt inexplicably very happy.

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In the Peach Blossom Villa of the Gusu City Garden District.

After dinner, Nan Song and Xin Zi were sitting on the sofa chatting casually while watching the news.

As for Nan XiangWan, Nan Song already had plans. He would give his biggest private residence to his daughter, add a lakeside one at Taihu, and one Peach Garden villa, totaling the limit of three.

He was biased as a parent and didn’t hope for his daughter to marry and have kids too early.

So for inheritance matters, Nan Song looked to his son first.

His gaze was profound, occasionally shifting downward.

Nan ChaoYang felt a bit uneasy being stared at by dad. He subconsciously squeezed his legs together: "Dad, what are you looking at?"

Nan Song: “You know the country is currently encouraging childbirth, right?"

Nan ChaoYang was baffled: "Yeah I know, the birth rate is too low. I heard they might even lower the marriage age?"

Xin Zi rebuked: "Don't keep saying ‘I heard, I heard’. Don't spread rumors about policies that haven't been released yet. That’s not how an aspiring soldier should act!"

Nan ChaoYang: "Oh right, yes mom."

Nan Song: "When you reach marrying age, have three kids in five years."

Nan ChaoYang: "???"

Nan Song went on: "If you feel rushed, start dating now. But remember not to let the girl suffer before marriage, you understand that right? Once you've set your sights on one, bring her home for dad to approve."

Nan ChaoYang: “!!!”

Even Xin Zi looked over in shock: “What are you saying? He’s not an adult yet and you’re telling him this stuff?”

Too early!

Nan Song put on a nonchalant expression and didn’t even feel like talking anymore.

Xin Zi slapped the table: “Nan Song, calm yourself! I forbid you from participating in our children’s coming of age ceremonies! I want to properly celebrate their birthdays with them! Don't you dare mess it up!"

The wife has spoken, so Nan Song immediately kowtowed: "Understood, I'll do as you say."

Xin Zi: “Just celebrate at home! I don't want to see other people, too many headaches."

Nan Song: "Alright, home it is. I'll order the cakes."

Nan ChaoYang: "I want ice cream cake."

Nan Song: "Quiet, you."

Nan ChaoYang: "My sister wants ice cream cake too."

Nan Song: “Fine, dad will order a big ice cream cake.”