Who are you calling powerful?

"Mom, Jiahang and I are going out for a drink. You don't have to wait for me."

In addition to taking the blame, Li Jiahang also has another function, which is to give Boss Wei an excuse to go out.

As a man, after not seeing each other for a few months, it is a legitimate reason to get together with buddies and drink some wine.

As for whether Liu Shishi and her mother believe it or not, it is meaningless to say it bluntly.

Boss Wei has been well behaved in Jinling for a few months. He has behaved very well. He has just moved into a new home worth hundreds of millions. He has turned a blind eye to many things and just knows to come back at night.

After leaving the house, Wei Yang subconsciously loosened his collar and sighed: "Finally, I am free."

Li Jiahang glanced at him and joked: "It's not easy to be a father."

"It's not easy."

The pregnant daughter-in-law has to be coaxed and praised, and there is also a mother-in-law at home. She has to be cautious in all aspects and not be suppressed and aggrieved. The mother and daughter are quite considerate, but they are definitely not as comfortable as before.

"Are we really going to have a drink? Or do you have another appointment? If you have one, hurry up and leave me in the middle of a drink like last time."

Li Jiahang is very experienced, and it is obvious that Wei Yang has used him as a tool to stand him up many times.

"Let's find a club, eat and drink, and then take a bath and massage to relieve fatigue."

Wei Yang didn't use Li Jiahang as a tool this time. At least he really wanted to chat with his buddy, mainly to complain and relieve stress.

"Well, I've become your emotional trash can again."

"Don't talk nonsense. Who the hell had a quarrel with his wife last time and drank too much and dragged me to grumble for more than an hour. What did I say at that time?"

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Wei Yang and the others came to a private high-end club, took a bath first, then had a massage, and finally had a hot pot + Fenjiu.

"Comfortable."

After eating two slices of tripe and drinking a glass of Fenjiu, Wei Yang shouted comfortably.

Li Jiahang felt that he was a bit too much: "Shishi is pregnant, you don't drink, but do you really need to eat hot pot?"

"Of course I shouldn't. Shishi is pregnant, and her mother doesn't let her eat too much hot pot. If she doesn't eat it, I can't eat it either. If I smell it, I'll make a fuss. I think I'll be sick of this for almost the whole winter."

Wei Yang's impression of hot pot is actually okay. He likes to eat it, but he can't say he is particularly passionate about it. But Liu Shishi keeps talking about wanting to eat hot pot every day, which makes him greedy.

"It's her fault. Who let her get pregnant with your child?" Li Jiahang gloated. Wei Yang glanced at him and said, "Don't be happy too early. You will have this day sooner or later." "I know, but I will only suffer once. I don't know how many times I will suffer." Wei Yang: "..." "Believe it or not, I will send a WeChat message to your wife and ask you to take me to the club for a bath and massage." Li Jiahang immediately slid to his knees and said, "Brother, I was wrong." He won the argument, but his good mood was gone. Wei Yang took a bite of the beef ball and said, "Hang'er, how do you tell Liying and my parents about this?" "Didn't you ask me to take the blame for you? Just throw it away. It's not like I haven't taken the blame before." He cursed, but when it was time to take the blame, Li Jiahang never hesitated. Wei Yang thought of him for everything good. It was nothing to take the blame for his brother. If you die, you'll just keep taking the blame! "It's useless. Giving you away will only help me deal with some of the firepower. I still have to face the big responsibility myself."

Other things can be blamed, but how can Wei Yang blame Liu Shishi for her big belly?

It doesn't matter whether Li Jiahang came up with the idea and kept it a secret. It doesn't matter if Zhao Liying knew it earlier or later.

The key is that Liu Shishi got pregnant before her, which is the most fatal thing!

"Stick your head out and you'll get a knife. Hide your head and you'll get a knife."

Li Jiahang took a sip of wine: "This kind of thing will get more troublesome the longer it's delayed. If I were you, you should just confess directly. It's nothing more than suffering some physical pain and being scorned. If your sister-in-law can really break up with you because of this, wouldn't that be a waste of Shishi's money?"

Among Wei Yang's women, Li Jiahang called many of them sister-in-law, especially in front of others, and they all called her louder, and everyone was happy.

But in private, Li Jiahang basically only called Zhao Liying by this name, and Liu Shishi occasionally received this treatment.

This point has been mentioned before, and this example can also show who Li Jiahang prefers.

But no matter how biased, it is just biased. If Boss Wei needs it, Li Jiahang will always stand by him.

Wei Yang understood the situation from Li Jiahang's words, and his eyes lit up. He stood up and poured wine for Li Jiahang himself.

"Go on."

His brother looks honest, but he is not stupid. Sometimes, he can also come up with some good ideas that are foolish.

Li Jiahang picked up a piece of lotus root, as if he was possessed by Zhuge Liang: "I think I understand your family's situation. It's complicated and simple."

"Old Wei, you are confused now, or you can see it, but you have too many concerns, so you always think about it and hesitate, which interferes with your judgment."

"In fact, if we dig deeper into this matter, Shishi is pregnant, and it's not you who is panicking, but your sister-in-law."

"Think about it, when she finds out that Shishi is pregnant, is she afraid that Shishi will do something with the child? Even if she can't force you to get married and use it to build a good relationship with your uncle and aunt, she can't stand it."

"So when she knows about this, she will be angry, upset, and panic. On the surface, you made a mistake, but the initiative is in your hands."

"..."

After Li Jiahang's analysis, Boss Wei couldn't help shaking his head: "If you become a scumbag one day, you will be worse than me."

The latter smiled innocently: "Don't abuse me, I won't let my wife down."

Doesn't Wei Yang understand this principle? If Li Jiahang can figure it out, how could he not understand it?

On the one hand, he was confused by the situation and hesitated. On the other hand, he felt that it was too despicable to do so and didn't want to plot against Zhao Liying.

However, he didn't want to think so, but he did it subconsciously. His reliance and layout were roughly the same.

Wei Yang sometimes despised himself. He was a scumbag who had his feet on several boats, but he still had the nerve to think of himself as a good man.

Li Jiahang's words revealed Boss Wei's inner thoughts. Wei Yang didn't talk more about this topic, but urged Li Jiahang instead.

"I'm planning to have a second child, so you have to work hard. I'm still waiting for your daughter to be my daughter-in-law."

Li Jiahang gritted his teeth when he mentioned this. He lost his daughter for no reason: "Aren't you afraid that you can give birth to a daughter and make her my daughter-in-law?"

"No, my daughter won't marry. I'll find a son-in-law for her. If your son succeeds, he'll still marry into my family."

"..."

Li Jiahang wanted to pick up the hot pot in front of him and throw it in the face of this bastard. He was really going too far.

…

After dinner, Li Jiahang went home to play games, while Wei Yang sent two WeChat messages and took a car to Yunhua Mansion.

Wang Yunping was not at home. It was said that she went to the beauty salon with her neighbors. Comrade Wei was drinking tea and playing with the dog in the pavilion in the middle of winter with a pipe in his mouth.

"Dad, aren't you cold?"

"It's stuffy in the room, I'll go in after smoking."

Wei Yang figured it out: "My mom doesn't allow you to smoke in the room."

"You know why you ask."

Old Wei rolled his eyes at him, and couldn't help complaining: "Do you think your mom is in menopause again? Such a big villa, how can I smoke her? The old woman is unreasonable..."

Wei Yang didn't want to listen to the grievances between the old couple, and quickly changed the subject: "Don't you like smoking? Why do you like this?"

Sure enough, when he heard his son ask this, Old Wei took out his pipe to show off.

"A friend of mine likes this, I think it's stylish, so I learned it from him, how about it? Do you have a style?"

Wei Yang laughed, perhaps because they have no grandchildren, the old couple have nothing to do, so they can only develop their own hobbies.

Comrade Old Wei has been in Shanghai for a few years, growing vegetables, raising flowers, fishing, collecting, traveling, and playing with cultural relics. Some of them are only three minutes of enthusiasm, and some have really become hobbies.

Wei Yang generally doesn't care. As long as it doesn't involve illegal crimes or affect health, the old couple can play with whatever they like, so as to avoid asking him for a grandson.

Although playing with pipes is not good for health, it is not a big deal. Wei Yang himself smokes cigars.

"I remember that others gave me a few pipes. If you like them, I will bring them to you later."

Although cigars and pipes are two different factions, some people smoke both. Wei Yang also smoked pipes, but thought it was too troublesome and gave up after trying a few times.

When someone gave Wei Yang a gift, thinking that he smoked cigars, they tentatively gave him one or two pipes, and accumulated some stocks.

Wei Yang originally regarded it as a handmade toy. Now that the old man likes it, he will give it to him as a filial piety.

"That's great."

Comrade Wei was very happy. He picked up his son's "junk" more than once or twice, and every time it was a good thing. He showed it to his friends easily.

"Has Liying come home recently?"

"Come, you know that as long as she is in Shanghai, she comes at least once a week, sometimes several times a week, not to mention that she asks your mother out alone. Just last week, the mother and daughter went shopping. This down jacket of mine was bought by them."

When Comrade Lao Wei talked about Zhao Liying, although he did not treat her as his own daughter as Wang Yunping did, he could see that he was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

People are all made of flesh and blood. After several years of accumulation, Zhao Liying has the old couple firmly under her control. It is really not someone who can win them over all at once by giving birth to a child.

Besides, Zhao Liying is not incapable of giving birth.

Even if the old couple cares about grandchildren, they love Zhao Liying's children the most.

So Zhao Liying may be panicked, but she is not completely unconfident. Boss Wei believes that if she cries and asks the old couple to make the decision for her, Lao Wei and Wang Yunping will really beat her.

Well, at least Wang Yunping must give Zhao Liying an explanation, and Lao Wei can still discuss it.

"Dad, my friend also said that he left me an official kiln of Kangxi. I will show it to you one day. If you like it, we will keep it."

"Really? That's great..."

Lao Wei was so happy, and then his expression suddenly changed. He slightly distanced himself from Wei Yang, with a vigilant look on his face.

"Why are you so nice to me today for no reason?"

"What are you talking about?"

Boss Wei looked wronged: "I don't have enough things to show my filial piety to you. The previous antiques, fishing gear, seeds, etc., were all bought and exchanged for you by me."

"It's true that you bought them, but I always feel that you are a little too attentive this time. The pipe and the antiques make me feel uneasy."

"Have we father and son become suspicious of each other to this extent?"

Wei Yang was heartbroken: "I just thought that since I haven't been back for several months, we should get closer. My mother is strict with you, and you don't have much money. As a son, can I watch you helplessly?"

While speaking, Wei Yang also took out a bank card and stuffed it into Lao Wei's hand: "There is one or two million in it. My mother doesn't know. You spend it first, and I will transfer more money to it after you spend it."

Lao Wei threw the card on the stone table in the pavilion as if it was hot. He stood up, took two steps back, and cursed.

"I knew you didn't hold it in well. You even plotted against your own father. It's an antique and a bank card. How big of a trap have you gotten into?"

"It's not a big deal, please sit down first."

Wei Yang helped Old Wei sit down and put the card into Old Wei's hand: "This is really my filial piety to you. You can take it first. Don't be so heretical."

Old Wei hesitated a little while holding the card, but still put it on the stone table and put it on his hands with two fingers to show caution.

"What do you want to say first?"

If he can handle it, he'll keep the money. If he can't handle it, it's better to settle the accounts openly between father and son to avoid him being implicated.

"Dad, you can't just look at money. The father-son relationship between us for thirty years, ah, my old father, the person I love the most, the sweetness of the world..."

"Stop howling and tell me something."

Old Wei couldn't help but kicked Wei Yang, and the latter stopped talking, put away his playful smile, and his expression became serious.

"Dad, you are going to be a grandpa."

"real!!!"

Old Wei knocked down the stone bench and staggered. He held on to the table, ignoring Wei Yang's support, and urged him excitedly.

"Really or not, when did it happen? Don't lie to me, kid, haha, I'm finally going to be a grandpa, hahahaha."

Comrade Lao Wei was so happy that he was incoherent. He trembled and touched his cell phone in his pocket: "No, I have to call your mother quickly. Your mother will be crazy about it when she finds out. Hahaha, I have a grandson."

"Don't worry yet."

Wei Yang stopped his excited father and said, dumbfounded: "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"You say it, you say it."

Old Wei couldn't sit still at all, and walked around in circles in the pavilion, wishing that he could use the loudspeaker to announce his family's great event to the entire community.

"The child is not a fucking Liying."

With just one sentence, Old Wei woke up. He was so happy just now that he didn't react. He originally thought that Zhao Liying was pregnant. Now he understood that if it was Xiao Zhao, the young couple should come together to announce the good news, and Wei Yang didn't need to ask. He does things.

"Who is the mother of the child?"

"Shi Shi."

Old Wei sat down on another stone bench and sighed quietly: "It's troublesome."

Thinking of Zhao Liying's reaction when she found out about this, as well as the series of changes in the family caused by this, and how embarrassed the old couple was in the middle, Old Wei's blood pressure was a little high.

"Dad, you have to help me."

Wei Yang asked for help, and Old Wei was so angry that he punched him a few times: "How do I usually tell you, control those two ounces of meat, now you know how powerful it is."

Qi Gui Qi, with his own son and grandson here, it was impossible for Old Wei to stay away from the matter. Compared to Zhao Liying, no matter how guilty he felt, he would still stand on his son's side.

"Tell me how you want me to help you."

"It's very simple. Help me smooth things over when the time comes. If my mother wants to beat me, you have to stop her."

"Okay, is there any more?"

Old Wei agreed readily and even felt that the request was a bit simple. Even if Wei Yang didn't say hello to him, he would do so when the time came.

"Thank you dad, it has to be you."

Wei Yang burst into tears of gratitude and put the bank card in Comrade Wei's pocket, saying that the antique would arrive later, and then added a casual comment.

"One more small favor. If my mother wants to ask later, I will tell you that Shi Shi is pregnant. I reported it to you in advance. You help me carry it, so she doesn't know. Liying, if it is convenient for you, it would be better to help me cover it. ”

"Okay...wait."

Old Wei thought it was what happened today and he knew about it earlier than Wang Yunping, but he quickly sensed something was wrong and asked with a frown.

"How long has Shi Shi been pregnant?"

"Less than four months."

Old Wei was silent for a moment, took out his bank card from his pocket, threw it on Wei Yang's face, turned around and left.

"I haven't seen you today."

"Dad, dad, dad, as promised, my father's love is as strong as a mountain. I will be a strong dad in my life. Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me..."

A pipe was thrown hard at Wei Yang's feet. Seeing that Comrade Wei was already touching his belt, Wei Yang, who was humming "Father", closed his mouth and kept a small account in his mind.

"It makes you crazy. When my son is born, you will be the last one to hold me..."