Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist's Uncle - Chapter 827

Chapter 827: A Dab Hand

“Yes.” Xiaoqi nodded and looked up at Huo Xuanzhou. In a serious tone, he said, “Thank you, Uncle.”

Huo Xuanzhou patted the little fella’s head. It was surprising. In the past, he had thought that children were very annoying. Now, he quite liked them. If he had…

Jiang Meiyun had finally caught Huo Xuanzhou. He usually ran off without a trace, so she could not catch him even if she wanted to punish him. “Look at Sheng Sheng. Xiaoqi is already so big. How adorable is the child? Look at how old you are. You don’t even know how to bring a wife back. What did you promise me last month? You promised to bring her back to meet me during the Lunar New Year.”

Huo Xuanzhou was most afraid of being nagged. His ears had grown calluses from the pestering. He sat on the sofa lazily, crossed his legs, and chewed on an apple. “Mother, what are you anxious about? Even if I want to bring one back, I have to get the girl’s consent, right? I’m currently wooing her. Really. I’m serious this time. When I succeed in my pursuit, I’ll show her to you. I guarantee you’ll be completely satisfied.”

Ling Sheng looked at him and frowned. She suddenly had a bad feeling. Could he be wooing her Aunt Su Yan?

This scumbag must not bring harm to her fairy aunt!

“When have you not said that before? If you go and look for those young models, internet celebrities, and streamers again, see if I won’t get your father to punish you. Can you not find a proper woman? Are those women people whom you can take as a wife?” Jiang Meiyun twisted his ear angrily.

Huo Xuanzhou dodged hurriedly and cried out in pain. “Mother, don’t be like this! Sheng Sheng and Xiaoqi are here. I’m someone who cares about my reputation too, all right?”

“Do you still care about your reputation?” Jiang Meiyun glared at him ferociously before lecturing him. “When those filthy, messy girlfriends that you dated were being gossiped about like that, why didn’t you think that you had a reputation too? Your father and I are people who care about our faces too!”

Ling Sheng was giggling secretly by the side. So all the parents in the world were like this—they expected better from their children and fretted.

There was no one else in the living room, so the mother and son did not avoid the topic in front of Ling Sheng and Xiaoqi.

However, it was a little late at night now. Xiaoqi was already dozing off. After bidding them goodbye, Ling Sheng prepared to take Xiaoqi back to the room to shower and sleep.

Huo Xuanzhou finally found a chance to escape. He jumped up hurriedly and chased after them. He picked Xiaoqi up directly. “Xiaoqi, can Uncle send you back?”

Jiang Meiyun knew that he was sincerely trying to escape. She sighed and pointed at him angrily before getting up to follow him. It was very late, so she went to see if the men had left.

“Sheng Sheng, when are you guys returning to the Su Family?” Huo Xuanzhou pretended to ask casually, not wanting to appear too purposeful.

“What do you want to do?” Ling Sheng looked at him vigilantly.

“It’s nothing. It’s just that if I’m going back with you guys, there must be a lot of things to take since it’s the new year. One car won’t be enough. I’ll be your chauffeur.” Huo Xuanzhou’s expression was very deadpan.

There was no way Ling Sheng would believe him. Upon hearing him say that, she realized that he had been unable to forget Aunt Su Yan ever since he had met her. He probably wanted to go to the Su Family to woo her. “There’s a chauffeur at home. What would I want you for? My father and I can both drive.”

“Why would a girl like you drive a car? It’s not safe on the road. The chauffeur is an outsider. How can he compare to our own family?” Huo Xuanzhou had always known that this girl was very smart. Perhaps she had already seen through him. “Besides, you don’t know this. Grandpa gave all the servants at home a vacation. There’s no one who can do the driving.”

“Let me tell you something. Are you discriminating against me because I came from the countryside? What’s wrong with female drivers? We female motorists are a dab hand at driving, okay! Go and watch the news. For annual traffic accidents, 80 to 90 percent of the culprits are you male drivers. Who are you looking down on?” Ling Sheng rolled her eyes at him.