Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

Tang Family Network Security Department.

The staff looked at the data on the screen and was a little confused.

"What's wrong?" another employee asked him.

"Look, is this our heir?"

"Hmm?" The man also looked at the screen.

One photo shows a shirtless boy with glasses pouring a bottle of wine into his mouth, and another photo shows the boy doing push-ups. Another photo shows the boy with glasses pouring two bottles of wine into his mouth, and another photo shows the boy doing push-ups with a girl in red sitting on his back.

There are many similar photos. They are all captured by all electronic devices with Mingyou's mobile phone signal as the center.

The employees in front of the screen looked at each other.

"Is it the prince?"

"It must be. Such a handsome man must be our Crown Prince, and the one in red should be the future Crown Prince's Consort."

"So, where are they? A bar? Or a gigolo club?"

"Let me check the location... Speed ​​Club? Isn't this the host club in Shinjuku?"

I was even more confused. The Crown Prince and his wife went to a gigolo club? So exciting?

"His Highness is truly a god, and the couple have such a good relationship." The employee said with emotion, "Okay, forget what the prince is doing, and get back to work! There's no way this photo will get out!"

"Work!"

They would only locate Mingyou when they detected him being secretly photographed, and would not keep tracking him. This would effectively prevent Mingyou from being exposed online. It would be impossible to conduct a complete investigation because it could not prevent the shooting of SLR cameras. But those would be handled by their own people. How could the Tang family really not send anyone to protect the prince?

Before deleting the photos remotely, an employee paused.

"Will the Princess enjoy looking at these photos?"

"Hey, it seems so, right? The eldest princess likes the prince the most, and also likes the prince's wife. She will definitely like it."

"Then, how about asking the prince for his opinion?"

"Just ask, Prince, haven't you met him? He's easy to talk to."

"Then wait a minute, the prince's case isn't over yet."

It would be fine to just delete the normal candid photos, but this time they were too explosive. Mingyou was having fun in the image of a gold medal gigolo. Li Qinghe would definitely care about such images of his son.

But Li Qinghe respected her son very much. From the first day when the network security department paid attention to Mingyou, she said that unless Mingyou agreed, she and Tang Chengshun would not be informed. The last time they dated in the amusement park, it was more for the safety of both parties. She called Mingyou in advance to get his consent, and Li Qinghe only watched the video and did not let anyone take pictures.

Three hours later, Li Qinghe received Mingyou's photo.

"So handsome! My son is so handsome! Such muscles! Such lines! Xunyun! Come and see, does Xiaoyou look good dressed like this?"

Since Li Qinghe got pregnant again, Xunyun has been almost always by her side. She had just been in the bedroom with Li Qinghe, and after hearing what Li Qinghe said, she sat next to her.

"Your Highness is handsome no matter what." Xunyun was not like Li Qinghe, who showed too much excitement on his face.

"Yeah. Tsk, tsk, tsk, how come my son is so good-looking? He looks good with clothes on and he looks good without clothes on. I envy that little girl Marisa, how come she has such a handsome boyfriend like my son? But they are in a gigolo club? Why are they going here?"

"Princess, do you still remember Yukinoshita Haruno?"

"Remember, she's one of the candidates for my daughter-in-law. Oh, my son is also in love with her?"

"Xunyun is just guessing. The prince and the prince said that he will not hesitate in his feelings."

"No wonder." Li Qinghe paid less attention to these things after she became pregnant. "She's really jealous. My son is really considerate and knows how to love people. He behaves so handsomely that I even want to give him a thumbs up."

Li Qinghe didn't think Mingyou was doing anything shameful. Love is mutual, and if Zhenli could give in emotionally, it was only right for his son to give in as well.

And so handsome!

How could there be any problem with Mingyou in Li Qinghe's eyes?

Tang Chengshun is different.

"What the hell?" Li Qinghe showed him the photo after he got home from get off work. "Is this brat a gigolo?"

"How can you talk like that!" Li Qinghe widened his beautiful phoenix eyes, "Our son loves his girlfriend, so why is he embarrassed? If I'm angry, you have to become a gigolo to coax me. Do you want to go?"

"I'll take it off right away." Tang Chengshun took off his shirt.

From this perspective, Mingyou is indeed his biological son and treats his wife in the same way.

"Hey, don't show off your extra fat. How can you compare with my son?" Li Qinghe looked at the fat Tang Chengshun with disdain.

Tang Chengshun was very hurt and pinched his stomach twice.

"Wife, have you forgotten that I used to be a muscular man?"

"Do you think I'll be stupid for three years after I get pregnant? You didn't do that when you were 20."

It’s true. Tang Chengshun was too thin at that time and didn’t even meet the standard.

"Wife, I'm going to exercise now!"

"Come on, don't you look at your age?" Li Qinghe continued to admire his son's photo. "We are an old married couple. I love you and still care about your figure? Can I choose you in that case?"

Twenty years ago, the frail Tang Chengshun stood in front of everyone and endured criticism for her. Li Qinghe's love for Tang Chengshun was no less than his love for himself.

"Wife..." Tang Chengshun hugged Li Qinghe with emotion. What did he want in his life? Wasn't it just to get Li Qinghe, whom he fell in love with at first sight?

"I love you, I love you, I dislike you." Li Qinghe flicked Tang Chengshun's forehead, "I'm going to Japan at the end of the month. I want to spend a few days with my son and Mari."

"Wife, you are pregnant."

"What's there to be afraid of for more than a month? It's a good opportunity to feel my son's thoughtfulness. Look at my son, his abdominal muscles, chest muscles, and biceps. Don't even mention it, I'm drooling!"

Tang Chengshun looked down at his stomach and was hurt again.

“Definitely exercise!”

Tang Chengshun has never changed for Li Qinghe.

Time goes back to an hour ago, when Mari helped Mingyou out of the Speed ​​Club and got into the Ferrari.

Mingyou, drunk, received a call from a staff member of the network security department and was asked if he could share the photos with Li Qinghe.

Mingyou didn't rush to agree. He reclined on the chair and asked Zhenli:

"Hoo - Miss, can I show my mother the photos of us that were secretly taken?"

Mari recently found out that the Tang family would help hide the exposure on the Internet, which is why she brought Mingyou to the gigolo club.

"Auntie wants to see it? Will Auntie like such photos?" Manari was even more nervous than when she entered Speed ​​​​Speed, and her body tensed up in an instant.

Bringing the mother-in-law's son to a gigolo club and asking him to show her photos of him pleasing herself, what kind of extreme punishment is this?

"My mother didn't say anything, it's just that the staff at my place asked for their opinions." Ming You rubbed his temples, "Miss, my mother is definitely fine. But just tell me what you think, don't worry."

"Are you considering my opinion at this time?"

Mani didn't rush to drive. She stretched out a hand to massage Mingyou's temple.

"As long as Auntie is happy, I have no objection."

"That's fine, miss."

After giving the answer and hanging up the phone, Mingyou enjoyed Manari's massage.

It had been a long time since he had drunk so much. After winning eleven games in a row, he had to stop drinking, and Mali wouldn't let him continue this competition. He drank so much that he almost scared his boss to death, thinking someone might die.

But Mingyou was the best at push-ups. The people at Speed ​​​​watched Mingyou doing hundreds of push-ups as if they were a monster. Even after drinking more than a dozen bottles of wine, his intensity remained the same.

Mari lost a lot in the drinking event, and made others lose even more in the push-up event.

In short, I was very happy, and the resentment in my heart disappeared.

"Don't work so hard next time." Manari blamed herself a little.

She wanted to take Mingyou away halfway, but Mingyou refused to leave. But if she hadn't come up with this idea in a jealous state, Mingyou wouldn't have tried so hard for her.

"To make the young lady happy, this is nothing." Mingyou held Manari's hand, "Being affectionate does not mean being unfeeling. The position of the young lady in my heart will not change at all."

“You’re still bringing it up! Humph—”

This man's character is one of love and hate. Hate is also because of love, and love is even more love.

So Manari loves Mingyou very much.

"Do you have the energy to wash the bedding tonight?" Zhenli blushed.

"Have!"

Mingyou immediately felt more sober.