"You are not surprised, but frightened!"

"I used to be young and could play with you, but now that I'm old, my heart just can't take it anymore!"

"Please don't scare me next year! Otherwise—"

The threat is self-evident, so this year's Wen Baisong planned to give up the 25th wedding anniversary at the beginning, but Wen Siyu took the initiative to propose: she would help Wen Baisong choose gifts and prepare surprises!

At this time, the father and daughter were sitting face to face, Wen Baisong still looked suspicious: "Are you sure you know what your mother likes?"

"I'm sure! Women know women best! Dad, please trust me! My mother will definitely like the gift I picked for you!" Wen Siyu said so confidently.

However, Wen Baisong looked at his unreliable daughter and confirmed again and again: "In case she doesn't like it, get angry—"

"I'll take the blame! Just push me on the head!"

With a silent sigh, Wen Siyu yelled helplessly: "Dad! Please believe me! I have the eyes of a normal woman, not your straight male aesthetic!"

Thinking of this, Wen Siyu asked secretly: "Dad, what is your budget for buying gifts for my mother?"

Without even thinking about it, Wen Baisong said boldly: "As long as your mother likes it, I will take it no matter how expensive it is!"

"Hey hey!"

Seeing Dad's full confidence, it seems that he really has some private money in his pocket.

Wen Siyu laughed teasingly: "Dad, you usually hide a lot of private money!"

"Does my mother know about this?"

Wen Siyu made an expression, and Wen Baisong immediately understood: "Don't worry! I will reward you well after it is done!"

But the premise is that the wife is satisfied with the gift. In this way, when the wife is in a better mood, Wen Baisong can have more private money. This is called a virtuous circle!
"Worthy of being my dad! He's so handsome!" Wen Siyu stepped forward and poured Wen Baisong a cup of tea flatteringly, "Dad——"

But Wen Baisong got up with a 'thump', and hurriedly urged: "Let's go! Hurry up and accompany me to choose gifts!"

*
The entrance of a luxury shopping mall.

Wen Siyu was at the door, consciously holding his father's hand, and repeatedly confirmed: "Dad, are you sure you want to buy a necklace for our mother?"

"The jewelry here is not cheap! At least this amount..."

Wen Siyu raised six fingers.

I thought that my father, an iron cock, would be dissuaded because of this, but his eyes were firm, without the slightest hesitation: "No matter how expensive it is, you have to buy it! Your mother and I have been with me for 25 years. When we got married, we had nothing. Now we have to make up for it!"

"Dad is domineering!" Wen Siyu probed tentatively, "I think our fried eggs business has been doing well in the past few years, have you made money?"

Wen Baisong nodded: "Yeah! It's a bit bitter, but—— indeed, I made money!"

Then Wen Siyu must hug her thigh tightly!
She smiled treacherously, and got closer to her father: "Dad——"

He is Wen Siyu's own father!
When Wen Siyu walked in with her dad on her arm with a smile on her face, she didn't know that her appearance was clearly photographed by the paparazzi not far away.

Looking at a man and a woman in the high-definition photo, the man is middle-aged, with many folds on his face, a fat figure, and a small belly; and Wen Siyu is worthy of being a female star, even with plain makeup and simple clothes, he can easily resist the high-definition The camera can only be described as one old and one young, holding hands, which is extremely unsuitable.

The paparazzi looked at the photo, shook his head silently and said with emotion: "Oh... for money, he can do anything! This man is old enough to be Wen Siyu's father, so she can talk about it?"

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