The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 867 - 390 Extra

Seeing his daughter, beautiful and precious, sitting closely to Xu Haoyang, his heart could not settle easily.

His daughter, whom he had raised for so many years, was being swept off her feet, and he dearly wished he could drag Xu Haoyang into the family gym and give him a good beating, to let him know what happens when someone has designs on his daughter.

But the current situation did not allow him to act rashly.

Xiao Muli threw a couple of pointed looks to his two sons; whether they understood the meaning behind those looks was their business. However, if they failed to coordinate with him later on, they shouldn’t blame him for dealing with them in secret.

Xiao Xuqu and Xiao Xuyang, upon catching their father’s glances, instantly understood. There was no helping it; so many years of upbringing from childhood had made it difficult for them not to understand.

The two of them certainly didn’t have their younger sister Xiao Shiyao’s luck; they had gotten their fair share of reprimand for failing to grasp the silent messages their father had sent them.

After a few rounds of such treatment, they naturally got the message.

"Yaoyao, you sit with mom. We’re all men; we should sit together and bond," Xiao Xuqu stood by Xiao Shiyao, gesturing her to move a seat.

Xiao Shiyao was reluctant to move; others might not understand the meaning behind her brother’s words, but she certainly did. After all, they had used this tactic oftentimes to deal with others.

Xiao Shiyao was preparing to refuse, feeling that with Xu Haoyang’s smile alone, she ought to help him out. However, before she could speak, her mother blocked her off. "Yaoyao, come sit by mom," Situ Xin said with a particularly warm smile, patting the chair beside her to signal her daughter to come over.

She might not heed her Big Brother, but Xiao Shiyao dared not disobey her mother. Outsiders might see their father as the head of the family, having the final say. But among themselves, it was clear who truly held sway; it was her mother.

Usually, her father paid special attention to even a single glance from her mother. In her father’s eyes, everything revolved around her mother.

Xiao Shiyao reluctantly moved to her mother’s side. "Mom," Xiao Shiyao pouted, looking at her mother in protest.

Situ Xin chuckled and patted her daughter’s hand, "Why meddle when the men are bonding? It’s better for you to sit and chat with mom. Don’t worry, your dad knows where to draw the line," Situ Xin observed her daughter’s concern and whispered the last bit into Xiao Shiyao’s ear.

Situ Xin was seeing her daughter worry about a boy for the first time.

Xiao Shiyao’s newfound perspective on Xu Haoyang had even made Situ Xin take the trials set for Xu Haoxiang seriously.

Xiao Muli and Situ Xin had been together for so many years, they had grown up together, and their understanding of each other wasn’t something ordinary people could compare to. Just by the act of Situ Xin pulling her daughter to sit by her side, Xiao Muli knew his wife intended for him to put someone through a serious test.

"Xiao Xuyang, go down to the storage room and bring out those aged brews," Xiao Muli settled heavily beside Xu Haoyang’s left side.

Xu Haoyang felt the temperature drop several degrees to his left. The powerful aura swept over, causing him to unconsciously shift sideways a little. However, he dared not make big movements, fearing that being too noticeable would spell trouble.

"Alright, I’ll go get them," Xiao Xuyang knew his dad was getting serious this time.

"Dad," Xiao Shiyao hadn’t expected that her father would actually bring out the stored aged brews.

"Yaoyao, this aged liquor is really something special." Situ Xin saw her daughter getting restless and quickly reached out to pull her back, signaling her to be patient. "In a bit, let’s you and I have a taste too."

At this point, Xiao Shiyao didn’t feel like talking anymore. She had already discerned her mother’s attitude from her words.

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Xiao Xuyang quickly retrieved a bottle of their family’s years-old treasured liquor from the storage room. As soon as Xu Haoyang saw the bottle Xiao Xuyang brought and placed on the table, he knew that today he would probably end up drunk at the Xiao Family’s house.

When his gaze shifted from the liquor to Xiao Shiyao, Xu Haoyang felt a burst of energy; the chance to get closer to Xiao Shiyao made it worthwhile for him to end up drunk at the Xiao Family’s residence today.

"Fill the cups to the brim," Xiao Muli commanded with a grand gesture, assisted by Xiao Xuqu and Xiao Xuyang in pouring the drinks. It was then that Xiao Muli felt having sons was somewhat beneficial.

The Xiao Family’s servants were quick-witted and had already replaced the cups on the table with bigger ones.

Xu Haoyang had already steeled himself for getting drunk at the Xiao Family’s place today, so the sight of the large cups didn’t make him blink an eye.

Situ Xin intended to evaluate Xu Haoyang’s character, but she still kept a proper degree of decorum. She had already had the kitchen prepare a soup. Of course, after passing through her hands, this soup would ensure that even if one drank too much, it would not harm the body. "Before drinking, everyone should have this bowl of soup first to line your stomachs."

"Thank you, Auntie." How could Xu Haoyang refuse the soup prepared by his future mother-in-law? He braced himself for an unpleasant bitter taste, but to his surprise, the dark soup had a sweet flavor and was easy to drink.

With the bowl of soup warming his stomach, he felt particularly comfortable.

Seeing that Xu Haoyang had consumed his bowl of soup, it was time to begin today’s main event.

The kitchen had already prepared the dishes to go with the drinks and served them at the table.

Today, Xiao Muli and his two sons were intent on getting Xu Haoyang drunk, and Xu Haoyang was mentally prepared to end up drunk at the Xiao Family’s residence. Thus, the drinking went smoothly and cheerfully.

Before long, the bottle of liquor that Xiao Xuyang had brought was nearly empty.

Watching Xu Haoyang drink one cup after another, Xiao Shiyao’s heart was in her throat. If it wasn’t for her mother Situ Xin holding her hand and calming her down, she would have struggled to refrain from standing up several times to stop Xu Haoyang from drinking cup after cup.

Impressed by Xu Haoyang’s straightforwardness, Xiao Muli’s opinion of him improved greatly.

After all the baijiu that Xiao Xuyang had brought was finished, Xu Haoyang, sitting there, was starting to sway.

"Uh? Where’s the liquor? How come it’s all gone? Uncle Xiao, there’s no more?" Xu Haoyang, holding an empty cup, spoke to Xiao Muli.

Xiao Muli’s capacity for alcohol couldn’t be measured by common standards; drinking this much didn’t affect him at all. "That’s all there was; it’s finished."

"No, come on, Uncle Xiao, let’s keep drinking," Xu Haoyang pleaded, his speech already slurred, and now, already drunk, he was asking Xiao Muli for more to drink.