Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 1345 - 1072: This is Your Daughter-in-law_2

Chapter 1345: Chapter 1072: This is Your Daughter-in-law_2

"I’m going to call my son and ask if he gave us the wrong address; this doesn’t look like... a place where ordinary people live," Mom said from the passenger seat.

She took out her phone and dialed Wang Ye’s number.

The call connected quickly, and just as Mom was saying they had arrived but hadn’t yet asked anything else, she heard Wang Ye laughing, "I can see your car now; just drive on in."

Mom was looking around in bewilderment, trying to spot her son, when she saw the large red door studded with brass nails slowly opening and her son’s figure emerging, waving to them.

Dad hesitated for a moment but still slowly started driving the car toward the gate.

When they arrived at Wang Ye’s side, he pulled open the rear car door, climbed in, greeted his parents with a smile, and then said, "Just drive along the path; there’s still some distance from the gate to the main building."

Mom couldn’t hold back her curiosity any longer and eagerly asked, "Xiaoye, what is this place? It looks like a big garden. How come you’re living here?"

Indeed, after entering through the gate, all that met the eye were various trees and plants. Although it was winter and there weren’t many flowers, one could imagine just how beautiful it would be come spring and summer!

Dad also quickly nodded, as that was exactly the question on his mind too.

Wang Ye, of course, didn’t intend to keep it a secret and explained with a laugh, "This is the garden I’ve bought. In the past, it was indeed a garden, one belonging to a prince. Oh, not the ’Wang Ye’ in my name, but the nobility kind of prince! Hence, this place is called Mansion Garden, which sounds quite fitting for me, haha..."

This explanation went beyond Mom and Dad’s expectations - a former prince’s garden?

Now bought by their own son?!

They didn’t realize you could sell such properties...

But then, remembering their son’s status, they seemed to understand a bit.

To tell the truth, if their son held a "similar level" position in China, perhaps he wouldn’t be able to afford or even consider buying this estate. But because he was serving such a role in a foreign country, that’s why he could buy such a place with special significance in the capital!

After driving a long distance, they finally reached the main building.

It was a three-story mansion with an ancient charm and not a small footprint, flanked on each side by a smaller building where the service staff lived.

The whole mansion was festooned with lights and decorations, looking very festive, and there was even a red "happiness" character on the door, which looked like something used for a wedding house. This left the old couple a bit confused.

"We’re here. In a moment, I’ll introduce a few people for you to meet; just ask anything you want to ask then, no need to hold back. This is all family," Wang Ye laughed as he gave his parents a "preemptive inoculation."

...

"This is your daughter-in-law, Angelina. Mom, haven’t you always wanted me to get married? Well, now I have brought my bride home. The surprise I mentioned, it’s this. Tomorrow, right here in this estate, Angelina and I will have our wedding ceremony and officially tie the knot," Wang Ye said with a smile.

Inside the great living room of the main building, Wang Ye’s parents looked at Angelina both shocked and delighted.

Because Wang Ye had just introduced her as his "wife" and they were preparing to hold the wedding tomorrow...

This truly left the old couple dumbfounded, completely unprepared.

However, Angelina very obediently called out in Chinese, "Dad, Mom..." which immediately brought smiles to their faces.

Mom even took Angelina’s hand, smiling from ear to ear, not knowing what to say.

A few years ago, after her relationship with Wang Ye was confirmed, Angelina had been self-studying Chinese and by now, her Chinese was very good. Except for the foreign accent, daily communication was no problem at all.

In this regard, she was much better than Rossiyana.

Of course, this couldn’t be blamed on Rossiyana since she didn’t know Wang Ye was a bona fide Chinese man; they always communicated in Russian.

Wang Ye had introduced Angelina’s parents to his own, and although the two pairs of parents didn’t speak the same language, both he and Angelina could act as translators, so communication was not much of a hurdle.

The parents from both sides tacitly avoided discussing Wang Ye and Rossiyana’s situation, focusing solely on the wedding that was to take place the following day. They all understood the difficult position Wang Ye was in, and it seemed they could empathize.

The four elderly people discussed with great enthusiasm, leaving Wang Ye somewhat sidelined; Angelina was busy serving as the "translator."

With no other choice, Wang Ye got up and went over to consult with Wang Xueqing about the wedding preparations for tomorrow.

To prepare for Wang Ye’s wedding thoroughly, Wang Xueqing had moved into an adjacent auxiliary building since receiving his call, taking charge personally.

Sure enough, the chefs and service staff she had recruited were all from the special unit, eliminating the risk of any information being leaked.

Of course, Wang Xueqing had also reported this matter to her superiors. The directive she received was straightforward: the wedding must be held safely and smoothly, and it wasn’t necessarily to just satisfy Wang Ye—any resources or personnel needed could be directly deployed.

It was said this matter had "reached the ears of the highest authorities." Although those few could not personally attend Wang Ye’s wedding, and he had no intention of inviting them anyway.

But a special representative would be sent to bring gifts and convey blessings to Wang Ye...

Of course, Wang Xueqing had also candidly informed Wang Ye of this, and he just nodded to indicate that he was aware, not saying much more.

There really wasn’t anything amiss with that. Given Wang Ye’s current stature and status, he could certainly be entitled to such treatment; it wasn’t anything extraordinary.

"Mr. Wang, congratulations to you. I wish you both a joyous marriage and a life of shared bliss," Wang Xueqing said to Wang Ye with a smile.

Wang Ye waved his hand, feeling that it sounded odd; was he really getting married...

"Sigh, even getting married has to be so secretive; it’s hard to feel happy," Wang Ye sighed.

This was indeed his genuine feeling.

His dual China-Russia identity had brought him enormous opportunities and propelled him rapidly up the ladder, but it also brought him many troubles.

Take this marriage, for instance. Most people want the whole world to know when they get married and make as big a fuss as possible!

But Wang Ye had to keep as low a profile as possible, making it seem like getting married was like being a thief...

Looking at Wang Ye, Wang Xueqing also felt a complex mixture of emotions. Don’t get her wrong; it wasn’t that she had any feelings for Wang Ye. Despite his handsome looks and high status, which could fatally attract most girls,

For a girl like Wang Xueqing, who was quite sharp, she clearly understood the vast gulf between herself and Wang Ye and didn’t entertain any notions about him.

Her sentimental feelings stemmed from the fact that she found Wang Ye’s life story utterly "outrageous." Even she, who had been following him since he first emerged on the Moscow political scene, found his rise too surreal to believe!

As for Wang Ye’s experiences in both domestic and international spheres, Wang Xueqing knew them exceptionally well. She found it hard to imagine how Wang Ye, a kid from an impoverished county town in the mainland, had made such remarkable progress and stood out so prominently in Moscow’s political arena!

Everybody knows how complicated politics can be. If she were to switch places with Wang Ye, Wang Xueqing thought she "wouldn’t last three episodes"...

Yet not only was Wang Ye thriving, but he was also beginning to exude the aura of a "next-generation leader!"

Who was guiding him in all this? Or was it possible that he was a true prodigy, self-taught without a mentor?

Honestly, looking at the young man standing before her, Wang Xueqing felt she was witnessing a living legend...

It seemed that Wang Ye’s true exploits would probably never be revealed to the public, or else they could directly make a movie about him, one that wouldn’t even need any fictional embellishment.

But then, thinking about it, she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. Even legends have to get married and take a wife, and act like the "good child" in front of their parents, just the same...