Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 34: Return unto others with their own way.
"No, sweetie, don’t say things like that. There’s nothing between him and me." The girl, only a teenager, panicked as the little one kept calling out. She looked at Wu Tian in fear. "You... who are you? How... how did you get into my room?"
"Your room?" Wu Tian glanced at the little girl.
But the little one showed no guilt, chanting, "Gugu is sleeping with Auntie! Sleeping!"
The commotion in the room finally drew Qin Zhengyang and Qin Yuhan.
"Sister!" Xia Yumeng rushed into Qin Yuhan’s arms and started crying. "Sister, my innocence is gone!"
"Stop crying. I’ll stand up for you," Qin Yuhan comforted her sister while glaring coldly at Wu Tian.
Unforgivable. After the unforgivable thing he did to me four years ago... and tonight, he was trying to do something horrible to my sister? This is going too far!
Qin Zhengyang, however, didn’t think Wu Tian was that kind of person. He walked over and began speaking with him in a low voice.
Even in this situation, Wu Tian remained perfectly calm. Never mind that he hadn’t actually slept with this Xia Yumeng; even if he had, Wu Tian wouldn’t have considered it a big deal. Back in the Immortal Emperor Realm, what hadn’t he experienced? He had once stumbled into the Empress’s private bath. Compared to that, what was this?
Based on Wu Tian’s explanation, Qin Zhengyang was surprised. Is my granddaughter really that capable? Haha, she is truly worthy of our Qin family bloodline!
On the surface, however, Qin Zhengyang maintained a solemn expression, careful not to reveal his true thoughts.
Then, Qin Zhengyang began to make introductions. This Xia Yumeng was the daughter of one of his fallen comrades. With nowhere else to go, she stayed with the Qin family, and Qin Zhengyang saw her as his second daughter.
At the same time, he introduced Wu Tian to Xia Yumeng. "Er Ya, stop causing trouble. This is your brother-in-law, Gugu’s father."
"What?" Xia Yumeng was stunned. My goddess-like sister’s husband is this lecher? My adorable niece’s father is this scoundrel?
She looked at Qin Yuhan in disbelief. "Sister, that can’t be true, can it?"
"It’s not," Qin Yuhan said, shaking her head immediately. "I have nothing to do with him."
Wu Tian chuckled. "Have you already forgotten that night four years ago?"
Although Wu Tian couldn’t remember the details of that night himself, he trusted in his abilities and was certain that Qin Yuhan remembered it vividly.
"Jerk!" Qin Yuhan cursed, her face flushing red.
Wu Tian just laughed, while Qin Zhengyang stood there dumbfounded. This son-in-law is outrageous! I’m standing right here, and he’s flirting with my daughter? Does he have any regard for my feelings?
But then he remembered the Croton he had bought today, and his heart filled with glee. He couldn’t wait. "Alright, everyone go back and get some rest. I’ll personally cook breakfast for you all tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, Qin Yuhan and Xia Yumeng stared at Qin Zhengyang in disbelief. The look in their eyes conveyed a single, shared thought. Can you even cook?
But with that, the farce came to an end. Wu Tian carried the little one to the guest room. Though called a guest room, it was impeccably decorated. Xia Yumeng, meanwhile, went to sleep with Qin Yuhan.
"Sister, that scoundrel mentioned a night four years ago... What exactly happened? Was he... very impressive?"
"..."
Qin Yuhan immediately pretended to be asleep. She was too embarrassed to continue the conversation.
「The next day」
Bright and early, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, Qin Zhengyang came knocking on the door. "Son-in-law, son-in-law, are you up? Come and have some porridge!"
He had to get Wu Tian out of bed. He had gone to the trouble of waking up early to add Croton powder to the rice porridge, all to teach his son-in-law a lesson. He thought about his son-in-law flirting with women at the company, and he also remembered the prank his son-in-law’s father had played on him years ago. Considering all that, Qin Zhengyang felt no guilt at all.
Inside the room, Wu Tian got up. The little one was already awake, chewing on her fingers.
"That’s not sanitary, you know?" Wu Tian reached out and gently pulled her hand from her mouth.
The little one whimpered, displeased.
"Tian Shu is the fulcrum of the Heavenly Dao. To defy it is to ensure failure, even in success..."
This was a verse from the Empress Dominance Scripture, one of the Twelve Paths Scripture of the Immortal Emperor Realm. The Wutian Celestial Emperor and the Empress had an indescribable, ambiguous relationship. As Wu Tian began to recite the scripture, the little one quieted down, a faint light glowing in her wide eyes.
If the Empress’s Dominance Scripture were ever to get out in the Immortal Emperor Realm, countless people would fight for it, inevitably unleashing a storm of blood. But to Wu Tian, what mantra could possibly be more important than his own daughter?
Gradually, the glow in the little one’s eyes faded, and she stretched lazily.
Wu Tian smiled and carried her off to get washed up. While they were washing, the little one was quite mischievous, shaking her head and wiggling her bottom. It took Wu Tian considerable effort to get her clean.
After washing up himself, he carried Gugu downstairs.
In the kitchen stood a luxurious long table decorated with expensive yet tasteful bouquets. The table was laden with all sorts of breakfast foods prepared by their housekeeper, Mother Wang, including oyster cakes, spring rolls, pumpkin patties, and rice noodle rolls. Of course, the most prominent dish was plain rice porridge.
"Come, son-in-law. This is porridge your father-in-law made himself. Do me the honor and drink it," Qin Zhengyang said with a neutral expression, careful not to seem too eager.
But Wu Tian immediately sensed something was off. He walked over, took a sniff of the porridge, and chuckled. In the Martial Path, he was the Wutian Celestial Emperor of the Immortal Emperor Realm. And in the art of medicine, he was no amateur. A single sniff was all it took for him to detect the Croton powder.
"No, I think I’ll pass," Wu Tian declined.
"Why?" Qin Zhengyang asked.
"There’s something wrong with it, isn’t there?" Wu Tian said directly.
"..."
Qin Zhengyang’s heart skipped a beat. How did this kid know? He quickly recovered. "No! Why would there be?"
"Why don’t you take a sip?" Wu Tian said with a smile. "If you do, then I’ll believe you and drink the porridge."
Qin Zhengyang considered it. One sip shouldn’t have too strong an effect. For me to take a single sip in exchange for Wu Tian drinking the whole bowl... that’s a bargain.
With that thought, Qin Zhengyang stepped forward and took a sip from the bowl of porridge in front of Wu Tian. "There. Now you can have your porridge," he said.
"Alright, I’m a man of my word," Wu Tian said playfully. "But first, I’m going to go cook some porridge."
Qin Zhengyang was stunned. What? Is he twisting my words? The porridge he’s going to drink is a different batch that he’s going to cook himself?
RUMBLE...
At that moment, a strange noise erupted from Qin Zhengyang’s stomach. His expression turned grim, and he scrambled toward the restroom.
My god! This son-in-law is ruthless!
