Chapter 1635: Chapter 1637: You Really Know How to Flaunt Your Privilege
"..."
Lele looked at him speechlessly again, really wanting to say, "Uncle, how slow can your reaction be?"
"But it doesn’t matter. My dad said that he will handle my marriage arrangements. No matter what the old witch from the Luo Family says, it won’t work."
"Pfft..." Lele almost spat out, "Uncle, is it really okay for you to talk about your grandmother like this? Aren’t you afraid of being scolded?"
"What’s the big deal?" Luo Linhao waved it off, unconcerned. "Everyone in the Capital City knows that our branch doesn’t get along with the Luo Family. Moreover, whatever I do doesn’t matter; they can’t control me. The Luo Family might have been flourishing years ago, but now my dad is the only accomplished one in the entire house. No matter how unhappy they are, they’ll have to bear it."
"Uncle, you really make the most of your good fortune." Lele couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up.
Soon, the carriage entered Prince An’s Mansion. Ye Zi’an and the others got off and went to the living room. Old Mu was already there, holding Yangyang and chatting.
When he saw Ye Zi’an and the others come in, he only looked up once.
"Uncle!"
"You’re back."
"Hmm."
"Old dad!" Luo Linhao stepped forward and said, "You haven’t seen me in ages, and you didn’t even ask after me?"
"As long as you’re not missing an arm or a leg, what’s there to ask?"
"Pfft... Seriously?" Luo Linhao exclaimed, "Am I still your son or not?"
"Brother, you’re asking the wrong thing." Luo Linyu, to the side, tossed a melon seed into her mouth and said, "You should ask, ’Are you my dad?’ Because I just asked that a moment ago."
Luo Linyu also looked dissatisfied. She wondered how many years it had been since she’d seen her dad, probably not since she was little. If it weren’t for the occasional letters and gifts, she’d have thought she was a fatherless child. Now that they’re meeting, he didn’t even ask if she’s been doing well outside—Luo Linyu didn’t even feel like complaining about him anymore.
"Nonsense. If I’m not your dad, where did you come from?" Old Mu was displeased, finding their words disagreeable.
"Fine, you’re our dad, but apart from looking like us, there’s nothing else that shows it." Luo Linhao muttered again. He’s never seen a dad like theirs, not asking after them after all these years.
Old Mu acted as if he hadn’t heard his muttering and asked Yang Chuxia, "Is the meal ready?"
"It’s ready." Yang Chuxia replied, and then had Mingcui serve the meal.
"Tsk tsk, granduncle, uncle is getting jealous." On their way to the dining room, Yangyang pulled Old Mu aside and said, "He’s upset that you’ve been talking to me and ignoring him."
In response, Old Mu glanced at Luo Linhao and snorted, "Impressive!"
"Hey, kid, you looking for a beating?" Luo Linhao took a step forward and picked him up, "You’re right, I’m jealous. How come you don’t have a dad and you’re holding mine?"
"My beautiful dad is now Yueyue’s," Yangyang laughed, "Uncle, you’re so cute when you’re jealous."
Luo Linhao was speechless. This brat, is "cute" really the word to describe him?
Because he was always thinking about matters in the palace, after the meal, Ye Zi’an went to the study with Old Mu, and seeing this, Luo Linhao followed.
"Uncle, has something happened in the Capital City recently?"
"Why do you ask that?"
Ye Zi’an replied, "When we entered the city in the morning, we ran into Prince Le outside the city, and in the afternoon, when we entered the palace, we ran into him at the palace gates again."