As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but mutter, "I've never been to the Maldives."
"After you survive this year and achieve results that Dad is satisfied with, he will agree to anything you want."
Wang Zichen pursed his lips indifferently. "Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. I still have a paper to do. I'll sleep after that."
Without waiting for Wang Zimeng to respond, they had already hung the video call up.
Wang Zimeng sighed softly and turned around to look at Jian Ai on the bed. "Sister, did you hear that?"
Jian Ai nodded as she looked at the screen and typed. "I heard it. It seems like something Uncle would do."
"The last time I met my father, he asked me similar questions. I didn't think too much about it. Who knew it would be so soon? Moreover, I feel that the woman should be the mistress from before," Wang Zimeng guessed thoughtfully.
Jian Ai paused and looked up at Wang Zimeng. "Have you seen that woman?"
