His wife is the real big shot.

The enthusiastic Aunt: "Miao Miao, don't be a stranger. From now on, I am your mother, and this is your home!" The gentle Uncle: "Miao Miao, put that down, put it down. Why should a girl be cooking? Let your Brother Xian do it." The warm-hearted younger brother: "Sis, I'll do your worksheets for you. You just focus on playing your games in peace." Feng Xian sneered at his family's behavior and warned the young girl: "Stay away from me." Not long after, however, the tone shifted abruptly— When Qianmiao returned late at night, she was cornered in the stairwell by a certain man questioning her: "Who was that man who just dropped you off? Hmm?" She gave a gentle smile: "Are you jealous?" The man's mind was shaken by her smile, and his heart raced. From then on, the always calm and self-controlled Mr. Feng lost himself in a little girl's smile. The little girl didn't have a father's love and was raised in the countryside; without power or influence, she could easily become insecure. He had to carefully protect and cherish her; no one was allowed to bully her! But strangely, every time before he could even step in, the little girl would resolve things effortlessly on her own. One day, a subordinate came to report to him, trembling with fear— "Master, on the wealth rankings, Miss Qianmiao's rank is... above yours!" Mr. Feng lowered his head to scan through the data, his gaze gradually deepening. It turned out that besides being a student, his little girl held so many other identities! Any one of those identities, if brought to light, would be enough to leave people jaw-dropped! ... Everyone only knew to mock Tang Qianmiao for being unworthy of Mr. Feng, but they didn't know that every day, Mr. Feng was working hard to improve himself, striving to keep up with the pace of his little girl.