Urban God-level Youth

Because their studio was also located in Jiangshan, and they had even enjoyed Jiangshan Roasted Duck. Discover stories at My Virtual Library Empire

So they didn't directly reject Jiangshan Roasted Duck's request, but submitted it.

If Zhao Yuying's studio had been in Jinchen City, a place they had never even heard of, they would have refused straight away.

Even when big brands and well-known companies approached, in the end, it was up to Zhao Yuying herself to decide whether to agree to the endorsement.

For a top-popularity star like Zhao Yuying, it wasn't a simple matter of having money to get her endorsement.

They considered more the impact on their own future development.

Generally, they would choose to endorse well-known major brands, because such large companies were unlikely to have any mishaps and were very famous nationwide, which also helped their own popularity.

Of course, they preferred to accept endorsements from world-famous companies.

If they could establish a good relationship with such international corporations, it would facilitate their entry into the international entertainment industry in the future.

A little after eleven, Qin Hao drove back to the villa complex.

He parked the car at the entrance of his villa's courtyard.

At the entrance of a villa next to his, a moving company's truck was parked, and a couple in their fifties were directing the movers.

The sight of a Lamborghini parked nearby inevitably caught their attention, prompting them to take a second look.

Qin Hao got out of his car, glanced over, and intended to head into his villa.

The middle-aged man suddenly spoke up, "Young man, do you live next door?"

Qin Hao turned to look at him and smiled, "Yes, uncle."

Zhao Xingbo was a very sociable man, "We'll be neighbors from now on, so we should visit each other more often."

No sooner had he finished speaking than his wife forcefully jabbed his hand, signaling him to talk less.

Qin Hao, naturally noticing this, smiled and nodded, "Sure, okay."

After that, he walked into his own villa complex.

Once Qin Hao had left, Wang Zhi berated in annoyance, "Why bother greeting someone you don't even know? Do you know who he is?"

Zhao Xingbo responded, "As the saying goes, a close neighbor is better than a distant relative, we're going to be neighbors and of course, we should get along well, what do you know."

Wang Zhi replied, "What do I know? I know more than you do, would our daughter be this outstanding without me?"

…

Qin Hao entered his villa, where Han Meng was busy cooking lunch in the kitchen, and Han Qiaoer was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Uncle, you're back." Han Qiaoer saw him return, quickly jumped off the sofa, and came over to cling to his neck.

Qin Hao bent down to pick her up and asked, "Have you finished your homework? Just watching TV."

"I've finished, I finished it in a few hours," Han Qiaoer replied docilely.

Qin Hao said, "That's good, study hard in school."

Holding onto his neck, Han Qiaoer requested, "Uncle, let's go to the beach this afternoon, okay?"

"Sure, you watch TV for a while longer, I've got something to do," said Qin Hao as he set her back on the sofa.

Qin Hao went upstairs and found his bedroom very tidy, and his quilt had been folded, something he usually didn't do.

It must have been Han Meng who came up to clean for him.

"Huh?"

Qin Hao searched for a while but couldn't find his clothes.

Previously, he would secretly wash the underwear he'd taken off, as such personal items didn't feel appropriate for Han Meng to wash.

How come they were nowhere to be found?

Qin Hao descended the stairs once more and walked into the bathroom, where he saw his clothes.

They had been washed clean and were now hanging up to dry.

…

"Xiao Hao, lunch is ready. Come and eat," Han Meng called out.

Qin Hao came to his senses, "Oh, alright."

After washing his hands, he stepped out of the bathroom.

During the meal, Qin Hao said to Han Meng, "Meng, I can wash my own clothes next time."

Han Meng blushed slightly at his words, "It's no trouble, I had nothing else to do, so I just washed them."

After eating, Han Meng went to wash the dishes, and Qin Hao sat on the sofa watching TV.

At first, Han Qiaoer sat beside him, but then moved onto his lap, hugging him as they both watched TV.

Qin Hao forced a wry smile and didn't scold her. He could see that Han Qiaoer's dependence on him was significant, sometimes even surpassing that of Han Meng.

Once Han Meng had finished cleaning up, Qin Hao said, "Qiao'er, get up, let's go to the beach and play for a while."

After saying this, he turned to Han Meng, "Meng, go change your clothes. Put on that floral dress; it looks good on you."

With cheeks tinged pink, Han Meng nodded and walked into her room.

Minutes later, she emerged wearing the floral dress, which accentuated her figure, making it appear even more shapely and appealing.

The style and pattern of the dress suited Han Meng very well, giving her a more mature and charming appearance.

Noticing Qin Hao's gaze, her cheeks flushed even more, and she lowered her head, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.

With laughter, Han Qiaoer commented, "Mommy looks so pretty."

"Let's go, let's have some fun on the beach for a while."

The three of them arrived at the beach, where Han Qiaoer piled sand and caught crabs, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Later, Qiao'er pulled Qin Hao and Han Meng into the sea to catch crabs together.

Not far away, Zhao Xingbo and his wife stood on the beach, looking at the scene before them, affection evident in their eyes.

They loved the environment here; it was so beautiful.

"Isn't that our neighbor? They're already married with a child?" Zhao Xingbo was surprised to see the trio by the seaside.@@novelbin@@

Wang Zhi said, "You better not mingle with them too much; who knows what kind of people they are."

"Don't talk if you don't understand. We are neighbors. It's good to have a cordial relationship for mutual support in the future."

Having said that, he took a few steps forward and shouted to Qin Hao by the seaside, "Hey, young man."

Qin Hao turned his head to see the older man who had spoken to him at noon. He smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.

Wang Zhi laughed on the side and said, "See, they don't even want to deal with you."

Zhao Xingbo retorted, "Keep your mouth shut; no one will think you're mute. And lose that haughty look.

Anyone who can afford to live in this community is no simple figure. It's good for us to have a good relationship, and it might even help if our daughter ever needs assistance."

Wang Zhi dismissively said, "What could possibly happen to our daughter? She's a top domestic superstar right now.

All the big companies are dying to have her endorse their products."

Zhao Xingbo, somewhat speechless, responded, "It's about being prepared for the future, don't you understand? How did I ever end up marrying you? You lack any foresight."

Wang Zhi snapped back, "Nonsense, Zhao Xingbo, are you looking down on me now? Who was the one who cried and begged to marry me back in the day?

Who was it that said, 'Zhizhi, I will love you for a lifetime'? And now what? You find fault with this and that. Isn't our daughter so outstanding because of me?"

As Qin Hao and Han Meng came from the seaside, they heard the couple arguing – mainly because Wang Zhi had a very loud voice.