Chapter 596: Chapter 328: Ten Million a Year_2
Chen Feng was speechless; this was something difficult to address directly.
"I’m not dead yet." Chen Feng, also a bit frustrated, stared at him and said with a heavier tone, "I have confidence that I can keep on living, and live for a long time. So, there’s really no need for you to force me to make a will or anything right now. If you’re worried about your daughter getting the short end of the stick, I can just give her money. Ten million a year, what do you think?"
Mr. Wu raised an eyebrow at this, displeased, and said, "Do you think I’m selling my daughter?"
Chen Feng laughed, "Don’t get me wrong, the money is for Mengting, not you. Right now, we’re at most just in a relationship; this is all I can offer her. If I marry her in the future, as my wife she will naturally have inheritance rights, and I definitely won’t shortchange her. In this regard, you two can rest assured."
On the surface, Mr. Wu remained calm, but inside, waves were already rising. This is ten million a year we’re talking about, not a thousand.
The Wu couple at most earns two to three hundred thousand a year; after daily expenses, social obligations, and such, there isn’t much left by the year’s end.
Many times, they even found life a bit tight. Couldn’t afford a nice car, and couldn’t dine out often. Buying a decent outfit required careful budgeting.
In their social circle, they truly were the poor ones, could only see others flaunt, showing off on social media, while they just silently pressed like.
Their most valuable asset was that house, worth around seven to eight million, but it’s their only property, definitely can’t be sold, making them just above average in Lu City.
So, despite being from Lu City and having seen some of the world, when Chen Feng so generously offered ten million a year, his heart couldn’t help but race with excitement.
Despite saying he wasn’t selling his daughter, given that his daughter had set her heart on this terminally ill person anyway, real money sounded better than nothing.
And this offer wasn’t low at all. Being someone who’d seen the world, he knew about today’s bad societal trends, those wealthy peers of his, businessmen often paid two to three hundred thousand a month for a university beauty. Even with gifts or extra bonuses, it’s at most hundreds of thousands a year.
Of course, he wasn’t comparing his daughter to those vain women, just using it as a reference.
As for the money being only for their daughter, wouldn’t she give some to her parents anyway?
So, Mr. Wu wasn’t mad about it, but he couldn’t appear happy to avoid misunderstanding from Chen Feng, thinking he was greedy for money.
After a moment of silence, Mr. Wu pretended to sigh and said, "You do have a point. Actually, Mengting’s mom and I aren’t totally against her dating you. It’s just... just that you know, given your current situation, as parents, of course, we worry about her. I hope you understand."
Seeing his softened attitude, Chen Feng didn’t press harder, nodded and said, "I understand your feelings as parents. Also, please understand my feelings as a patient. I know, when I say I can continue living and even live long, you probably don’t believe it.
I won’t force it, as long as you know I won’t let Mengting suffer. If I’m still alive a year from now, and my relationship with Mengting goes well, I hope by then you’ll agree to our marriage."
Since Wu Mengting’s father was straightforward, Chen Feng didn’t play tricks, spoke directly. Moreover, he had planned, barring any unforeseen events, to marry Wu Mengting in a year and prepare to have children.
By discussing this now, he was staking his claim early, making sure he won’t be shortchanged later.
Mr. Wu’s mind was clearer by now, finally taking a good look at Chen Feng’s current state; he appeared perfectly healthy, even better than the average person’s complexion.
"Maybe he really can live past a year."
This thought crossed Mr. Wu’s mind, considering Chen Feng’s billion-dollar net worth and no children, plus his daughter being dead set on this guy.
The couple had begun to accept their daughter’s relationship with Chen Feng. Even if they married later, they wouldn’t strongly oppose it.
Regarding the potential future children, the couple had differing opinions. Mr. Wu was somewhat against it, thinking it difficult for remarriage while having a child. Mrs. Wu, however, supported it, believing it would maximize the inheritance of Chen Feng’s assets. Besides, she liked children, and having grandkids would surely delight her.
"Well... let’s discuss it when the time comes. I can’t guarantee anything about a year from now. It depends on your situation at that time."
Mr. Wu’s words were tactful. Although he somewhat coveted Chen Feng’s wealth, his main concern was that his daughter might end up with nothing, following a dying man without any benefit.
As for his daughter’s marriage, he, as her father, couldn’t be careless, she was his only child after all. No amount of money could buy that.
Chen Feng was quite satisfied with his response, as he himself couldn’t predict what his and Wu Mengting’s situation would be in a year.
For now, he was rather content with Wu Mengting as his potential future wife; she wasn’t perfect, had some minor flaws, but undoubtedly had more strengths. She was the most suitable marriage partner Chen Feng had encountered so far.
"Alright then, as long as you and Auntie don’t object. I have always been quite satisfied with Mengting. If nothing unexpected happens, we will surely marry, have children, and build a family. As her parents, I certainly need your approval beforehand."
Though said politely, Mr. Wu didn’t entirely enjoy hearing it, but thinking of the ten million a year, he let it slide.
"I hope you will treat her well consistently, and about the ten million a year you’ve mentioned, I hope you’re not just exaggerating. If you can give her ten million now, it would mean real approval from me and the missus."
This was a demand for concrete proof, showing that Mr. Wu wasn’t easy to fool, also serving as a test for Chen Feng.