Bringing the Little Crown Prince on a Parenting Reality Show — I'm Cleared of All Scandals!-Chapter 27 - 26: Blind Date?

Xiao Yu’an swatted away his hand.

He didn’t bother with his twisted logic. The first time he saw Mu Ran, he instinctively sensed this woman’s rebellious nature.

For someone like him who has spent many years on the battlefield.

He couldn’t understand delicate girls; he preferred those with more fiery personalities. But no matter how fiery, you can’t just kiss right on the first meeting!

"Does she have a boyfriend?"

According to Otherworld rules, before marriage, both men and women can have multiple romantic partners. Some, who are a bit more unethical, may be two-timing.

He felt...

Mu Ran was quite unethical.

"Geez, I don’t know, probably not. Just has a few more ex-boyfriends, but that’s normal, right? She’s twenty-three, beautiful, talented, wealthy. You wouldn’t believe, those who like her aren’t just guys." Zhou Chaobin’s words left Xiao Yu’an puzzled.

"What do you mean not just guys?"

"Ha, you old antique wouldn’t get it. Let me explain, there are some guys who are softer, who admire strength, and some girls who don’t care about gender, just admire strength. Don’t mind all the negative things people say online about her, in our circle, her love luck is amazing. Anyway, I know quite a few people who like her, and feel that being played by such a woman might be quite thrilling." Zhou Chaobin said.

Xiao Yu’an wore an indescribable expression.

Zhou Chaobin clicked his tongue, "What kind of face are you making? Think about it, someone so cold and domineering outside, one day, because of a small argument or to make you happy, she’s acting coy with you. That sense of achievement and pleasure—you just don’t get it. Forget it, you better not fall in love, you wooden dummy!"

Talking about love with him inevitably leads to personal attacks.

"Then why do you date those who listen to you?" Xiao Yu’an posed a soul-searching question.

Zhou Chaobin: "..."

"You think I don’t want to? but do they fancy me? That’s hilarious!"

He indulged in endless revelry; girls aren’t fools. Maybe ten years ago he could trick a naive girl, but now every girl is smart. He can only rely on money to win.

Except for money.

He has nothing.

A soulless money machine.

Sigh.

Zhou Chaobin sighed, "If one day, a highly educated woman takes an interest in me, I’d definitely be her simp."

"You wouldn’t." Xiao Yu’an said coolly.

"...Don’t expose me!" Zhou Chaobin poured himself a glass of red wine, "Fine, let’s talk about you. You can’t simply dismiss someone just because they have many ex-boyfriends. How can you be so conservative?"

Xiao Yu’an: I’m ancient.

Seeing him silent, Zhou Chaobin waved his hand, "Go home, talking to you is torture for me. Don’t overthink it, given Director Mu’s personality, she might just stop liking you by tomorrow. We men can be narcissistic, but don’t be overly confident. Girls really don’t like overconfident men."

Xiao Yu’an’s mind flashed back to a woman raising her chin, kissing with such dominance, he stood up, took a long stride, and went home.

He now lived in the old Xiao Family residence; it looked plain but had hidden treasures at every step.

If this old house were donated.

It could serve as a museum.

Stylish, tasteful, yet unable to hide the filthy decay underneath, the family’s gradual corruption.

"Young Master is back, the Old Master is waiting for you in the study." the housekeeper, Sister An, said respectfully.

Ever since Young Master woke up.

She felt his aura becoming more intense, with an air of unapproachability, even surpassing the young Old Master!

"Mm." Xiao Yu’an nodded.

Walking toward the study, he knocked on the door.

"Come in." a robust voice came through.

Xiao Yu’an pushed the door open, sat expressionlessly across from him, "Grandfather, what do you want?"

"You’re twenty-five now, not so young anymore. I’ve arranged a matchmaking for you, meet the girl, after that, I’ll arrange your engagement and marriage. Hurry up and have a child, continue the Xiao family line." Old Master Xiao instructed.

"Your son’s illegitimate child has already completed that task."

"You’re you, he’s him, how can you be the same!!" Old Master Xiao raged, how can an illegitimate child be presentable.

"I can consider other things, but not matchmaking. I won’t go." Xiao Yu’an stood up to leave.

Old Master Xiao roared, "You stop right there!"

The man halted, with an indifferent expression, eyes arrogant, looking down at him, there’s a hard-to-suppress brooding aggression between his brows, coolly said, "What do you want?"

Old Master Xiao hadn’t looked up at someone in so long, only then realizing he was tall, shoulders broad, now exhibiting impatience, making himself seem particularly unreasonable, "What do you mean, want to rebel?"

"Rebel?"

Xiao Yu’an mulled over the two words.

His mind immediately filled with thousands of Daqi warriors, countless civilians living in dire straits.

He was a General, a loyal minister!

Yet died in a rebellion, a ridiculous fate.

Given his death, his radiant sister would surely be banished to the cold palace, and his little nephew, striving for the people, would be dragged to guard the royal tomb.

The Chu family’s bloodline.

How can it be tainted by the Xiao family!

The source of it all was his adherence to the family’s rules, unable to stir up the Daqi Dynasty.

"If you want me to rebel, it’s not impossible."

Old Master Xiao stared into his pupils, discovering they were pitch-black, gazed deep and murky, a cold aggression between brows, looking down at him, an aura of danger rose.

Only then did he realize.

The grandson was no longer under his control.

But his authority cannot be easily challenged, "If you don’t follow my orders, I’ll remove you from the board!"

"Do as you wish."

Xiao Yu’an was now figuring how to enlist at twenty-five; he had no interest in money but was intrigued by modern soldiers.

In Daqi, civilians surely admired soldiers, feared soldiers but didn’t fully trust them.

Since, army and bandits are one.

Who knows if you’re a soldier or a bandit.

But modern people, upon seeing soldiers, seem to see saviors, entrusting everything to soldiers.

That trust, made his heart yearn.

Old Master Xiao watched him really leave, not caring about the vast family estate, nearly fuming with rage.

In the room, Xiao Yu’an was watching a TV series, reputedly the best contemporary wartime drama, indeed with much to learn. Now, as he watched TV, he took notes, if he could return to Daqi someday, he could leverage it.

He didn’t expect that little Japan could wield such power. Had he known earlier, he’d have wiped it out.

Daqi was a nation after the Tang Dynasty.

Not related to the Song Dynasty.

But similar, the people preferred scholars over soldiers.