One and Only: Doting CEO's Infinite Love

Chapter 608 - 606: Flesh and Blood

"Don’t say—"Song Song blushed, reaching out to cover the man’s mouth, wishing a hole would open up for her to crawl into, "What should we do now?"

The man helplessly took over, and in no time the hair was pulled out, "Hmm, it’s done now—"

A million alpacas sprinted through Song Song’s mind, her eyes ablaze, "Jerk, you did it on purpose just now."

Feigning dismay as if he were just as helpless, why was such a bad man her husband?

"Ha, someone who can’t even handle a few strands of hair doesn’t have the right to complain about me." With that, he tossed a remark and strode towards the study door.

Song Song stared blankly at his departing back, lost in thought, suddenly remembering something. Four years ago, when she left, she had tossed him a divorce agreement. She wondered if he had signed it?

If he had, it meant they no longer had any relationship.

Uh, shouldn’t she now take the initiative to contact Xiao Ran? After all, she had entrusted him with handling this matter entirely.

But at the thought of Xiao Ran’s feelings for her, Song Song hesitated again.

Xiao Jinghuai entered the hall, seeing two people he usually resented, sitting together on the sofa, surprisingly harmonious.

He knew well of Xiao Jiuru’s ability to smooth tense relationships, so it wasn’t surprising.

"Grandfather, Uncle, is there a big event for you two rare guests to visit together?"

Xiao Jinghuai spoke polite words, hoping in his mind they’d leave soon.

Xiao Zhongzhen pondered for a while, "Jinghuai, you’re 35 now, not young anymore. Since you became single four years ago, should you consider remarriage? If not for yourself, at least for the sake of the two children—"

Two children, a boy and a girl, made up the word "good."

But to Old Master Xiao, this was no good at all; it was clearly a disaster. He knew these two kids weren’t of the Xiao family.

He simply wanted a true legitimate grandson, why was it so difficult?

These words Xiao Jinghuai had heard countless times, whenever the old master visited it was always about this, eager to shove the entire Qingcheng City’s noble ladies and well-bred girls his way.

"Grandfather, even if I’m willing, they may not fancy me, girls don’t like becoming stepmothers." Xiao Jinghuai spoke earnestly, putting on a show.

In fact, he knew full well, even with ten tagalongs around him, some women would still flock to him.

Xiao Zhongzhen felt his mind buzzing annoyingly, after a while, he finally spoke, "Do you not want to marry, or do you like men and therefore don’t want to marry?"

"..." Xiao Jinghuai glanced at the ’uncle’ sitting silently beside him, asked with a faint smile, "From where did you hear these rumors, Grandfather?"

"What rumors?" Xiao Zhongzhen was so angry his face was flushed, "It’s spread all over the circle, Mr. Liu, Elder Zhang, Mr. Xu all said to my face, there’s visible things, and invisible things, how many have stabbed me in the back?"

This was as he expected, was best that way, saving him a lot of trouble, at least fewer women annoyed him.

As for his sexual orientation, that’s his business, none of their concern.

"Oh." Xiao Jinghuai’s tone was cold, "So what does Grandfather want me to do?"

Immediately, Xiao Zhongzhen tossed a stack of photos, "These are noble ladies your uncle and I carefully selected, take a look, if there’s anyone you fancy, go meet them."

"They said they don’t mind your orientation issue, as long as post-marriage life can be peaceful—"

Xiao Jinghuai smirked lightly, "Able to endure such grievance, truly... generous. Grandfather, do all these women think this way?"

"Of course." Xiao Zhongzhen said confidently, "My grandson is one in a million, even if... lacking in certain respects, women will overlook it."

"Really?" Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes turned cold, "I didn’t realize I was in such demand."

He glanced at Xiao Jiuru who still sat on the couch silent as an outsider, surely he wasn’t simply accompanying Grandfather, must have something to say.

But he kept quiet, likely because... he had to avoid Grandfather.

The next moment, Xiao Jinghuai’s guess was confirmed, Xiao Zhongzhen didn’t stay long, after explaining the matters he prepared to leave, seeing Xiao Jiuru still unmoved, frowned, "Not planning to leave?"

"You go first, I have some matters—"

Xiao Zhongzhen briefly surprised, but eventually left without a word.

Once he left, Xiao Jiuru’s gaze gradually focused, looking at the man opposite enjoying the show, he directly asked, "Where is she?"

"Who are you referring to?" Xiao Jinghuai smiled faintly.

Xiao Jiuru understood this man, upright when he wanted, but rotten to the core when not, whenever he meddled with things, it meant trouble, leaving the opponent crippled if not dead.

And he had meddled in affairs between him and Xiao Xiao more than once or twice.

As a brother, he was truly competent.

Xiao Jiuru shot him a glance, "Playing dumb."

"Ha."

Xiao Jinghuai chuckled lightly, his thoughts unreadable—

He merely said, "If Uncle hasn’t pointed out who, how would I know who Uncle is talking about, my brain’s been sluggish lately."

"...Is this fun?" Xiao Jiuru nearly exploded with anger.

"Yes, very fun." Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"Fine." Xiao Jiuru relented, "I’m talking about Xiao Xiao, where have you hidden Xiao Xiao?"

"Oh, it’s Xiao Xiao." Xiao Jinghuai chuckled again, "My sister’s ability isn’t beneath mine, if she wants to hide it’s easy, no need for my help... Uncle, still haven’t let go of Xiao Xiao, huh."

With that, Xiao Jinghuai gave an ambiguous smile, "Is taboo love more thrilling?"

"Xiao Jinghuai, you—" Xiao Jiuru knew his nature too well, he was bent on ruining him, venting sisterly anger, trying to stay calm, said, "You know Xiao Xiao and I aren’t blood-related."

"Yes." Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes now devoid of humor, "But you do have a real uncle-nephew relationship."

"You want to be with her, but can’t give her a title, better go separate ways, each be well. My sister won’t lack suitors, many long to marry—"

Xiao Jiuru was extremely displeased, "She never asked me for a title, I believe she won’t mind."

"She may not mind, but—"

Mid-sentence, Xiao Jinghuai abruptly stopped, "Forget it, don’t want to talk nonsense with you, anyway I don’t know where she is."

Finished, Xiao Jinghuai promptly stood from the sofa, absolutely not intending to tell this jerk that Xiao Xiao carried his flesh and blood.