"What nonsense are you spouting?" Yang Qingxi frowned, a trace of worry flashing through her eyes.
If her brother truly ended up becoming stupid, her mother would definitely chew her alive for it.
"Still trying to hide it from ?" Yang Zhen clicked his tongue, wearing a smug, all-knowing grin. "Don’t underestimate your brother. I know you all too well."
He even raised his thumb confidently.
"You’re amazing, Sis."
Yang Qingxi stared at him, utterly perplexed.
’What is he even talking about?’
’Or... is he pretending to be stupid?’
Seeing her silence, Yang Zhen misunderstood it completely.
’Oh? She’s even acting confused now?’
’Impressive. Truly impressive.’
He chuckled inwardly, the curve of his smile deepening as he turned to leave.
"Fine. Don’t talk if you don’t want to. I’m leaving."
Yang Qingxi snapped out of her thoughts. Seeing that he was actually heading for the door, she asked instinctively,
"You’re not staying for dinner?"
"Nope. I’ve got an appointnt with a friend."
Her brows knitted together. "You’re drinking again?"
Hadn’t he been drunk just yesterday?
Yang Zhen nodded, looking a little awkward as he waved his hands in explanation. "It’s different this ti, Sis. Yesterday, we were drowning our sorrows. Today, we’re celebrating."
"Celebrating what?"
"My friend’s enemies finally got what they deserved."
At that, Yang Qingxi already knew who that "friend" was supposed to be.
Dong Xumao.
With He Xiong dead, his ex-fiancée ruined, and himself escaping the fate of becoming a scapegoat, it really was sothing worth celebrating—for him.
"Go then," she said calmly. "But don’t cause trouble."
"Relax. I’m not so kid anymore," Yang Zhen replied sourly before turning and leaving.
Yang Qingxi stood there, feeling an inexplicable headache coming on.
’Maybe if he really were a kid... he wouldn’t have caused so much trouble.’
---
Outside, Yang Zhen walked briskly toward the waiting car.
Hua Cheng, who had been standing by, imdiately straightened up.
"Young Master, Mr Dong called a few minutes ago. Are we leaving now?"
"Yes. Let’s go to the club."
The mont they got into the car, Yang Zhen pulled out his phone, created a group chat with his parents, and typed excitedly.
[Yang Zhen]:Mom, Dad. Sis brought a handso guy ho. I’ve confird it—he’s very likely my future brother-in-law.
Normally, it took at least a few minutes for either of them to reply.
This ti, his phone practically exploded.
[Mom]:Qingxi did WHAT?!
[Dad]:A man?! Who?! How dare he?!
Yang Zhen smirked.
[Yang Zhen]:Calm down, Dad. Su Mo seems like a pretty decent guy... um, probably.
[Dad]:Who cares if he’s decent?! So punk dared to eye my daughter?!
[Mom]:Dear, shut up for a mont.
[Dad]:...Okay.
Yang Zhen clicked his tongue.
As expected. Dad has absolutely zero authority in front of Mom.
[Mom]:Xiao Zhen, what’s with that uncertain tone? Is he good or not?
[Yang Zhen]:He’s easy to get along with, but his personality is a bit dark. And he has so... strange hobbies.
[Mom]:Dark personality? That’s just like your sister. What strange hobbies?
[Yang Zhen]:Uh... keeping fish.
[Mom]:??? Xiao Zhen, are you saying raising fish is strange? Are you calling your mother strange?
[Yang Zhen]:No, Mom! You misunderstood! He’s the strange one. His archerfish are huge.
[Mom]:How big can fish be? Enough nonsense. What’s his na?
[Yang Zhen]:Su Mo. I secretly took a picture of him before. Here.
[Mom]:Hmm... he is handso. It’s hard to believe my daughter would actually find a man herself. I must admit—she has good taste.
[Dad]:So this is the vermin. I’ll rember that face.
[Mom]:Dear, mind your language.
[Dad]:Hmph.
[Mom]:Xiao Zhen, we’ll be back soon. When that happens, we’ll have a face-to-face eting. Looks aside, I still need to see if he’s worthy of becoming my son-in-law.
[Dad]:No one is worthy of my precious daughter!
[Mom]:Dear. Do you want to repeat myself?
[Dad]:...
Yang Zhen grinned.
[Yang Zhen]:Mom, Dad. The situation isn’t exactly what you think.
[Mom]:What do you an?
[Dad]:?
[Yang Zhen]:From what I’ve observed, they’re not a couple yet. It’s my sister’s one-sided interest.
[Dad]:!!!
[Mom]:!!!
[Yang Zhen]:Su Mo is completely clueless. Sis used underhanded tactics—appointing him as her personal bodyguard to keep him close and slowly make him fall for her.
[Dad]:Impossible! My daughter would never lower herself to chase a man!
[Mom]:Xiao Zhen... are you sure there’s no misunderstanding? It’s hard to imagine Qingxi acting like that.
[Yang Zhen]:Misunderstanding? Mom, have you ever seen a bodyguard wearing casual clothes during work hours? Arguing back with his employer? Zero decorum, no respect, no etiquette.
[Yang Zhen]:Even if so bodyguards are like that—what about my sister? Even Sister Xulin doesn’t have that level of freedom. Why would she allow it for Su Mo?
[Mom]:...You might be right.
[Dad]:Wuuuh... my precious baby... what’s so good about that stinky boy?!
[Mom]:Dear, stop embarrassing yourself.
[Mom]:Xiao Zhen, it’ll take us so ti to return to Jiangnan City. Until then, I want you to keep a close eye on your sister and Su Mo.
[Yang Zhen]:Leave it to , Mom. The butler and maids are my eyes and ears. I’ll keep you updated.
[Mom]:Good son. Now—what about you? What’s going on with that Su girl? Are you still chasing her?
[Yang Zhen]:I am... trying.
[Mom]:Still trying? How long do you plan to drag this out? Even your sister is more efficient than you.
[Yang Zhen]:I know. That’s why I asked her for advice... but she didn’t say a word.
[Mom]:Is that so? Wait until I get back. We’ll uncover all her thods.
[Yang Zhen]:Yes, Mom.
[Dad]:Hmph. I also want to see what kind of thing that boy is, stealing my daughter’s attention.
***
Yang Qingxi was oblivious to the fact that her little brother had created a major misunderstanding behind her back. Nor did she know her parents were planning to co back to Jiangnan City with their own agendas. One to see her prospective son-in-law. The other is to clean the vermin around his precious little princess.
She was on her way towards the back garden, attracted by the noise coming from there.
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