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Chapter 779

    Chapter 779


    Just then, the hostess held back a smile as she said to the two, "In that case, let''s pack up and get


    ready for departure."


    Just then, Vania spoke up. "Can you give me ten minutes to organize my work? The great president


    didn''t tell me beforehand that we''re going on a show, so I haven''t arranged my work yet."


    "Of course." The crew was very amodating of the two famous figures.


    Vania went to the study, leaving the crew and Hanson behind.


    Just then, Ss spoke up in a trembling voice. "President Luke, can we film the house for a bit? It might


    provide us with more materials to work with."


    Hanson said, "Sure."


    He wanted to show everyone his lovey-dovey everyday life with Vania.


    The hostess pointed at some antiques and asked, "Can you tell us about these, President Luke?"


    Hanson said nonchntly, "These are all fake."


    "Fake?"


    Everyone in the crew eximed in surprise.


    "They all have minor defects. My wife said that only this type of work can be unique, and it can


    increase its value that way."


    Hanson shrugged. "Sadly, even until now, these things haven''t budged in value."


    The hostess smiled unabashedly.


    However, she never expected Hanson to say right into the camera, "I let the woman of my dreams do


    whatever she wants to. After all, I can afford it."


    His disy of love came all too sudden.


    Even the professional hostess couldn''t say anything in return.


    After thinking for a while, she finally said, "President Luke, do you usually tidy up around the house? In


    particr, do you pack the things you need when you go on a business trip?"


    "My wife packs everything for me," Hanson said stubbornly, "She always prepares everything I need.


    It''s too bad that I can''t bring her along as well."


    As Hanson said that, he even stuck out his tongue, expressing how unfortunate it was.


    The hostess thought, Even though this is a show about couples, you don''t have to pile on the PDA so


    much.


    She coughed and said, "In that case, why don''t you pack the luggage for this trip? President Greyson is


    busy with work right now, so it''s a good opportunity to surprise her."


    Hanson said jokingly, "It''ll be more of a scare than a surprise."


    He had no idea how to pack luggage.


    Still, for the show, he decided to give it a try. "Fine,e with me."


    Once they were at the foot of the stairs, Hanson turned around to look at the camera, saying


    mysteriously, "We''ll be stepping in ''forbidden territory'' now. Be careful, all of you."


    Don''t break any of my wife''s things.


    At the mention of ''forbidden territory'', the crew was quite intimidated by it.


    They nervously followed behind Hanson. Meanwhile, Hanson had turned into a professional vlogger,


    talking to the camera as he walked. "The forbidden territory of our house is my wife''s closet. My sons


    and I don''t even dare enter."


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    "Why is that so?" As a man, the director asked in confusion.


    "The things inside are all my wife''s treasures. We dare not touch them. If we break anything, she''ll get


    mad."


    Hanson spoke with great enthusiasm. "Anyway, my sons and I always steer clear of this ce."


    The hostess couldn''t help but agree. It was true that all women had an obsession with their cosmetics


    and apparel; even the wife of the richest man in the world was no exception.


    Just then, the crowd had arrived at the door of the closet. Hanson teased on purpose, "And now, it is


    time to enter the forbidden territory…"


    As soon as the door opened, the crew shouted in surprise. The hostess, in particr, shouted the


    loudest.
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