Cao Yang thought that some of the conversation just now had been very adult. To someone at Xia Rou’s age, she was only supposed to have a vague idea of what they were talking about, possibly not understanding at all.
But he had never imagined that Xia Rou would be able to understand it all entirely.
He couldn’t help but find it confusing.
Xia Rou wasn’t a very smart child; then who had taught all of this to her?
Was it her mother? Translated by The Novelst
No. Cao Yang had met Cheng Wan a few times before. She was a person who could be seen through with ease. That woman didn’t have the ability to teach her daughter to understand how the adult world worked so well.
Maybe it was… his father?
When Cheng Wan was still around, Cao xiong had always stayed in Cheng Wan’s apartment.
It wouldn’t be a surprise if Cao Xiong had met Xia Rou several times. Maybe he unconsciously instilled something in her?
Considering the relationship between Cao Xiong and Cheng Wan, Xia Rou might have been influenced by them since she was young… That seemed to make much more sense.
Cao Yang would never even have guessed that within the most important ten years of Xia Rou’s life, the person who taught her so intimately was Cao Yang himself.
But it was a fact that she understood. Her reaction after comprehending everything was another matter, one which was related to her own personality.
Girls at that young age should have a very thin face. Even if she understood, she should have shown at least a hint of shyness, or had an angry reaction.
But Xia Rou didn’t. She sat right opposite him, without shyness nor anger. Her quietness seemed to indicate her disinterest, even though she already knew of it all.
Cao Yang suddenly felt a little regretful for introducing that kind of person to her.
But he wasn’t the one who could decide Xia Rou’s future. Although his father had entrusted her to him, ultimately he had only been tasked to take care of her living situation.
In the end, when it came to decide Xia Rou’s identity, the person with the final say was still Cao Xiong.
However, Cao Xiong hadn’t been clear with it yet.
His father had always been a decisive person. Looking at how the matter was being dragged on probably meant that his father was still thinking about it.
Thus, he could only give a vague description of Xia Rou’s identity to others.
Xia Rou understood Cao Yang’s thoughts very well.
She had already lived in the Cao Family for ten years and had been taught by Cao Yang for ten years. She already had a grasp of the rules and behavior patterns of the people in this class.
‘Identity.’ It was like a bruise to her, a mishap that made her awkward in her past life.
In the end, Cao Xiong didn’t agree to give her an identity. His final decision was only to raise her up then provide her with a generous dowry when she married. That way, he fulfilled his promise to Cheng Wan.
Then, as an adult, she should fend for herself.
After that, the only person she could rely on was actually Cao Yang.
Because only Cao Yang was willing to allow her, admit that she was indeed related to the Cao Family, and acquiesced to her using their relationship to keep a foothold in that circle.
That was how she had the qualifications to become engaged with a son of the Liang Family.
This decision of hers made Cao Yang very angry.
He almost wanted to scold, “who do the Liang Family think they are,” in front of her.
Even if he didn’t say it out loud, Xia Rou also understood very well in her heart. She was very embarrassed. But she also knew that because the Liang Family couldn’t meet Cao Yang’s standards, that was exactly the reason they were interested in her.
Because the families who did meet Cao Yang’s standards didn’t have any interest in her!
In the end, she was just a fox, assuming the majesty of a tiger.
Cao Yang would rather that she choose the colleague who had pursued her for two years.
He had his background checked out; his character and ability weren’t bad. His father was a lecturer at a university, and it could be said that he was born into a scholarly family. He himself was a graduate of a famous university, and he had managed to get into a big company with his own ability.
Unlike Xia Rou herself, who was arranged into the company by Cao Yang to dawdle.
Most importantly, Cao Yang said he liked the fact that this fellow truly loved Xia Rou from the bottom of his heart.
As for the Liang Family…
He didn’t finish his sentence, but Xia Rou had already understood what he was trying to say. The Liang Family had deeper intentions, and the only reason for their interest was her relationship with the Cao Family.
But so what? Translated by The Novelst
Cao Yang wanted her to marry an excellent white-collar worker.
This would be a great option to an ordinary lady, but Xia Rou lived in the Cao Family for ten years. She had seen too much in the elite circle and thus she knew the difference between the classes.
Humans would always strive for the best. Xia Rou had even wanted to use something to prove herself, to prove that she was different than Cheng Wan.
Cao Yang told her to step back and marry an ordinary white-collar worker, and return back to the lower class where she belonged. To her, it was like a ruthless denial.
It was a denial that made her suffer.
So she insisted on getting her own way, trying to marry into the Liang Family no matter what.
In the end, Cao Yang had indulged her.
He said: Never mind… As long as big brother is here, I should be able to protect you…
That was his promise to her, but it was more like a jinx.
And finally, out of nowhere, a mysterious power had made it so that she was able to once again sit in front of him.
Xia Rou sighed softly then raised her head with a faint smile: “You ordered bean curd with crab roe? You also like to eat this dish? Our taste is the same.”
She fiddled with her hair and tucked it behind her ears. From her delicate face, to her little ears, to her slim neck, her skin was snowy white all over.
She was a tender young girl that looked like flower petals.
Cao Yang’s eyes darkened.
She tidied up her emotions so quickly?
It wasn’t true that she didn’t feel shy, or mad, or embarrassed.
Instead, she just kept those emotions tamped down in her heart, or maybe… she used something else, something softer to melt away those emotions.
The gentleness in Xia Rou came from the bottom of her bones, and it was intermixed with tenacity. It turned her weak personality into such flexibility that it allowed her to climb for growth.
It was an extremely beneficial, valuable ability that he found in Xia Rou.
But that tender part of her somehow made Cao Yang pity her slightly.
Proofread by: Hannah