Li Peifeng shook his head, touched: "Dad, I'll transfer another million to Mom! Please, you must get a better car! And buy a bigger house!!"
Li Qiyuan's tone softened a bit when he heard this: "Forget it, there's no need to pretend to be wealthier than we are, a decent house and car are enough."
"No, it's mainly..."
Li Peifeng hesitated, "I might bring home more than two girls in the future."
"What did you say?!"
Li Peifeng coughed dryly, "Conservatively speaking, it might be three, or even four... and possibly more in the future."
Li Qiyuan exploded in anger, "You brat?! How many exactly?! Tell me the truth!!"
Li Peifeng grinned, moving the phone away from his ear, "Doesn't matter how many, Dad, I'll add more money, can't I just add more money?"
Li Qiyuan seemed to be breathing heavily, and Li Peifeng didn't want to listen to his inner thoughts, which were nothing but foul language...
"I need to go teach a class now."
