Chapter 158 - 133: Give Him a Sense of Conquest (Part 2)
Chapter 158: Chapter 133: Give Him a Sense of Conquest (Part 2)
"Hello, Xiao Yu. I’m Gao Yuan. It’s a pleasure to meet you."
Gao Yuan’s reply was also very formal.
But Xiao Yu seemed to feel respected in that moment. Looking at Gao Yuan’s smile, the sense that he was a stranger faded away.
The three of them started to chat. Xiao Xiao asked her daughter about her day, while Gao Yuan listened and watched quietly from the side.
However, Xiao Yu seemed to have a particular interest in Gao Yuan.
"Uncle, can I request a song from you?"
After chatting for a while, Xiao Yu suddenly spoke up.
"Of course, as long as it’s one I know how to sing."
Gao Yuan naturally agreed to Xiao Yu’s request.
Since his relationship with Xiao Xiao was now a done deal, getting to know her daughter was something he had to do.
’It was an unavoidable step. Relatively speaking, it was a lot better than if she’d had a son.’
"It’s an online song, ’Thinking of Someone.’"
Xiao Yu said the name of the song, then looked at Gao Yuan expectantly with her big eyes.
Gao Yuan was very familiar with this song. He’d come across it a lot while scrolling through TikTok, and he quite liked its melody and lyrics.
"I can do that."
"Yay!"
Xiao Yu happily made a victory pose, then got up and walked toward the piano in the living room.
After getting ready, Xiao Yu looked back at Gao Yuan and gave him a nod.
Gao Yuan also stood up and slowly walked to her side.
The piano music began.
"In the Caribbean Sea, listening to legends of pirates."
"The traces of lavender in Provence."
...
One person played the piano, while the other stood beside her, singing softly.
Outside, the sun was setting. The last of its rays streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the living room in a warm glow. The light fell on Xiao Yu’s face as she played and on Gao Yuan’s sturdy frame.
The piano and the singing echoed through the living room.
Xiao Xiao watched the scene before her, her hand, holding a teacup, frozen in mid-air.
This was a scene she had often imagined.
For the longest time, she had felt she owed her daughter, so she always did her best to give her anything she wanted.
The one thing she could never give her was a father’s love.
Although she knew her daughter was brilliant and strong, she could still sense her deep-seated longing for a father’s love.
As she looked at Gao Yuan again, her perception of him began to change.
’He might just be able to fulfill my daughter’s longing for a father’s love!’
When the song ended, Xiao Yu held out her hand to Gao Yuan.
Gao Yuan, also very pleased with their collaboration, reached out and gave her a high-five.
"Mom, was it good?"
"It was lovely, and your piano playing was wonderful too!"
Xiao Xiao made a heart gesture at Gao Yuan and Xiao Yu.
Neither Gao Yuan nor Xiao Xiao thought much of the gesture, but a different kind of light appeared in Xiao Yu’s eyes.
"Ma’am, dinner is ready."
Just then, the butler, Xiaobai, came over and said to Xiao Xiao.
"Okay, thanks so much!"
Xiao Xiao stood up, took Xiao Yu’s hand, and looked at Gao Yuan. "Well, superstar, shall we eat?"
When they got to the dining room, the meal made Gao Yuan feel like he was eating at a fine dining restaurant.
For example, the braised pork dish only had six pieces. With three people eating, that meant two pieces each.
And the fried rice came in a bowl smaller than his fist.
But Gao Yuan had never had such delicious fried rice. The rice, in particular, had the flavor of chicken broth.
On top of that, the dishes were Cantonese style, giving them a unique and delicious flavor.
’After experiencing an "ordinary" dinner at Xiao Xiao’s home, I’ve completely abandoned the idea of ever trying to woo a beautiful chef. Isn’t it better to just own a hotel? I’d never seen how rich people lived before, but now that I have, I finally understand how money should be spent.’
After dinner, the three of them left the dining room.
As for cleaning up, that was naturally someone else’s job.
Xiao Xiao planned to rest for a bit and then meditate for a while.
Gao Yuan had planned to continue sitting in the living room drinking tea, thinking he would enjoy watching Xiao Xiao do yoga later, but he didn’t expect Xiao Yu to latch onto him.
’Oh well,’
’I might as well spend some time with the little girl!’
He followed Xiao Yu to her study.
A little girl of eight or nine actually had her own study, and a rather large one at that.
But that wasn’t what surprised Gao Yuan.
What surprised him was the row of bookshelves in Xiao Yu’s study, packed densely with books—probably several hundred of them.
’Is this really how much an elementary schooler reads?’
Gao Yuan simply couldn’t believe it.
His mind instantly flashed back to what he was doing when he was in elementary school.
’Dragon Ball?’
’Crayon Shin-chan?’
’Or maybe *How a Scoundrel is Made*!’
Back in elementary school, the only classic novel Gao Yuan had any interest in was *Journey to the West*.
Standing in front of the bookshelf, Gao Yuan glanced over it and saw that some of the books were even foreign classics.
He randomly pulled one out and opened it. It was entirely in English, and there were even some notes written in English in the margins!
Gao Yuan turned his head to look at Xiao Yu. ’Did she write these?’
The question formed in his mind, but Gao Yuan didn’t ask it out loud.
"You’ve read *The Hobbit* too?"
Seeing Gao Yuan looking at her, Xiao Yu, who was setting up an easel, asked curiously.
"I’ve read a little of it," Gao Yuan answered sheepishly.
Thankfully, Xiao Yu didn’t press him further.
’I haven’t read the book at all; I’ve only seen the movie!’
"Uncle, I’d like to paint a picture of you."
Xiao Yu finished setting up her easel and said to Gao Yuan, who was sitting on a beanbag chair.
"Sure!"
"Is there anything I need to do?"
Gao Yuan was happy to be painted by Xiao Yu. He still hadn’t figured out how to interact with the little girl.
’If she’s painting, things will be much simpler.’
"You just need to face me. You don’t have to stare at me the whole time; you can do whatever you want."