I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?-Chapter 98: Drunkenly Exposing Shortcomings

Zhan Chi winced in pain, his other hand reflexively grabbing the carriage window. "Hic... I’m not leaving! I’m not going anywhere! My daughter’s here, I’m not going anywhere..."

"What do you mean, your daughter? She’s my daughter!" Xiang Minghou couldn’t pull him away and wished he could just chop off Zhan Chi’s hand and shut his rotten mouth.

"Hic..."

Zhan Chi let out another drunken hiccup. His grip was surprisingly strong, clutching the window frame so tightly it seemed he would rather be torn in two than let go.

Xiang Minghou truly wanted to strangle him.

"Hic... Gu Shuo... Don’t you dare try to steal my daughter! If you even think about it, I’ll... I’ll have my dad... hic..." Zhan Chi yanked his hand free from Xiang Minghou’s grasp and grabbed onto Gu Shuo, his words slurring together.

Gu Shuo looked disgusted. "I don’t argue with drunks."

"A drunk... Yeah, I’m a drunk, but at least I’m not a lightweight who’s out after one cup, hic! I remember that time at the casino in Jiangzhou! You won a bunch of money, but then someone forced one drink on you, and you were out cold. When you woke up, all the Silver you’d won was gone! BAHAHAHA... hic... HAHAHA, they even stuffed you in a chest and were about to sink you in the pond! HAHAHAHA! If Qian Fanji and I hadn’t found you... hic... mmphh..."

Before Zhan Chi could finish his drunken tirade, a hand clamped over his babbling mouth.

Gu Shuo’s face darkened, and for a moment he had the urge to suffocate him on the spot. ’It’s one thing to be drunk, but to be the kind of drunk who airs people’s dirty laundry is just atrocious!’

Xiang Minghou remembered that incident as well. At the time, their group had milked that story for the entire trip. Whenever someone was in a bad mood, they would bring it up and reenact it, and by the end, everyone would be roaring with laughter.

’Thinking back, many moments from that journey to Nanyuan were still worth cherishing.’

A faint smile touched Ye Qianning’s lips. ’What incredible gossip! A major business tycoon is actually a one-cup-knockout? Does he just drink fruit juice during his business meetings?’

"Mmph... Gu Shuo, what’re you doing..." Zhan Chi struggled to pull the large hand away from his mouth.

"Young Master Zhan, you’re terribly drunk. I’ll take you home," Gu Shuo said, reaching out to help him up.

But Zhan Chi wouldn’t have it, flailing his arms and legs. "I’m not leaving! My daughter is here, I’m not leaving..."

"She’s my daughter," Xiang Minghou retorted.

Gu Shuo tried to handle the situation elegantly, but a drunk has no control over their strength. No matter how nimbly he dodged, he still took several punches to the face.

"My daughter’s here, I’m not leaving..."

"My daughter!"

Gu Shuo pulled—

Zhan Chi struggled. "Let go of me! I’m not leaving, I want my daughter..."

"My daughter," Xiang Minghou insisted.

Ye Qianning was speechless.

’It’s like a set of Russian nesting dolls,’ she thought. ’This is...’

"Is this the carriage from General Xiang’s estate?" a young man’s voice called from outside.

The guard stood by the carriage, sweat beading on his forehead as he listened to the commotion inside. Startled by the question, he wiped his brow and replied, "It is..."

"Are General Xiang and Miss Xiang in the carriage?"

The guard snuck a glance inside, unsure how to respond. ’Given the situation... should I say they’re here? Or not?’

"Excuse me, friend, are the General and Miss Xiang on board?" the young man asked again.

"Ah... well..."

Xiang Minghou lifted the carriage curtain. "What is it?"

Seeing someone emerge, the young man bowed. "General Xiang, this humble student is from the academy. The headmaster heard that you and Miss Xiang would be coming up the mountain today. After waiting all morning without any sign of you, he sent me down to receive you."

’Receive us? He’s practically come all the way to the General’s estate!’

"Yes, thank you for taking the trouble, young man. We’ll head up now," Xiang Minghou said.

The young man’s face lit up, and he quickly added, "I walked all the way down the mountain, only getting this far by catching a ride on an old farmer’s cart. For the return journey, I was wondering if I might trouble the General for a ride?"

"Well..." Xiang Minghou hesitated, glancing back inside. The situation was a little complicated.