Negotiating With the Father-in-law

The second episode was an outdoor shoot. It started from the moment they entered the mansion until the end of the trip.

"Have you thought about which scenic spot to go to?" the director asked.

Paul raised his eyebrows slightly. His blue eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"We can choose not to say anything right, director," Paul laughed.

The cameraman wanted to ask for the reason but was stopped by the director.

"We're the ones who didn't think it through," the director said, instantly understanding what Paul meant. He was probably afraid of being surrounded by fans.

After packing Ye Keke's luggage, Paul went to check the two small suitcases to make sure they had everything.

"The King of Acting isn't coming with us?" The director looked around for a long time but didn't find Paul's luggage.

Paul had already made an appointment with his father-in-law behind Ye Keke's back.

"Of course I'm going, but there are some things I need to take care of." Paul kissed Keke. "Wait for me at the airport tomorrow."

Ye Keke also didn't ask what was going on and only nodded.

Paul waved as he escorted Keke and the two kids into the car. With the bodyguards following, there shouldn't be any mishap.

At three in the afternoon, someone came to the villa.

"Father, have some tea." Paul poured a cup of tea for Old Master Ye.

He was polite and respectful. There was nothing to nitpick about.

Old Master Ye was still a little unhappy. He seriously sized up the man who stole his daughter away and could not help but find him familiar.

Why did he look so much like an old friend of his? It was just that his eyes were different.

"What's your name, Paulo?" Old Master Ye snorted." It's a weird name."

Paul smiled helplessly. He was not Chinese.

After a while, Old Master Ye finally reacted. "Did I allow you to call me Dad? I haven't agreed to it yet!"

"Then… Father?" Paul wasn't afraid at all. He changed another way of addressing him and continued, "I know you're angry. Keke left for so many years without a word."

The butler came to ask if they needed refreshments. Paul nodded.

"What's the use of knowing that? I won't agree to it." Old Master Ye said stubbornly." She's my only daughter. Naturally, I want her to inherit the family business!"

"But have you never considered her willingness?" Paul sat down opposite Old Master Ye. He knew that he could not be soft, so he had to put on a negotiating look.

Old Master Ye had never considered this. In his opinion, children had to listen to their parents.

This had been the case since ancient times. This was something that was naturally expected.

"In the end, she might give in, but Keke won't be happy. She might even be depressed," Paul said seriously. "Do you know how many people kill themselves every year in Country Hua because of depression?"

"Are you threatening me?" Old Master Ye's heart skipped a beat. He just wanted his daughter to lead a better life.

Paul shook his head slightly. This wasn't intimidation.

Many people did not pay attention to this problem. Happiness was an important indicator.

"I'm telling the truth." Paul looked calm.

However, when he thought about how he might not meet Keke if she really went back to inherit the family business as Old Master Ye said and how she would be forced to do things that she didn't like, Paul felt his heart palpitate.

"If she did as you instructed and didn't follow her dream, she might end her life one day like a walking corpse." Paul listed a hypothetical situation. "You put your hopes on her, but that might not be what she wants."

Old Master Ye fell silent. As the head of the family, few people said that about him.

Strangely, he felt like he was listening and accepting it.

"But look at how happy she is now. Isn't that what you want to see?" Paul smiled. "And two cute grandchildren. I think you'll like them very much."

"The two grandchildren who called me the bad old man?" Old Master Ye pretended to be unhappy and snorted." I didn't get the chance to watch it last time. I even had to go through the internet if I wanted to see my daughter and grandson. What kind of logic is this?"

Knowing that Old Master Ye had relented, Paul heaved a sigh of relief. It was easier to communicate than he had imagined.

"So we'll video call you later?" Paul asked.

Old Master Ye agreed. "Just don't hang up on me again, and especially take note of the situation."