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"Twenty-three years have passed; time flies!"

Zhou Shi'an sat on the seven-figure sofa, lost in thought.

In his past life, he was just an ordinary ox or horse that was constantly being bullied and worn down by life.

Perhaps it was a blessing from heaven, but after dying from overwork, he ended up in this parallel world and became the eldest son of the Zhou family, a wealthy family in Kyoto.

Although it lacks a system, X-ray vision, and the ability to communicate with animals.

However, he had a natural advantage: the composure, clarity, and caution that came from living an extra lifetime.

Perhaps due to the exceptional genes of the Zhou family, Zhou Shi'an entered Kyoto University at the age of 14, began his doctoral studies at 18, and graduated with his doctorate at 23.

Now, he is the CEO of the group and the successor designated by the Zhou family patriarch.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted Zhou Shi'an's thoughts.

"Young Master, today is your engagement day with Miss Liu. Master and Madam are waiting for you in the living room!"

"Okay, I understand, Uncle Li." Zhou Shi'an stubbed out his cigarette and slowly stood up.

A ray of sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window, illuminating his white shirt and highlighting his strong, well-built physique.

Zhou Shi'an had no objection whatsoever to the so-called marriage alliance.

Since they have enjoyed the wealth and privilege brought by the wealthy family, they naturally have the responsibility to fulfill their obligations.

What's more—in his past life, he worked overtime until he died, and still didn't save enough money to get married.

Now, a beautiful, rich, and successful woman is offered to him as his wife; only a fool would refuse!

Zhou Shi'an walked into the living room and found a stylishly dressed middle-aged handsome man and a gentle and beautiful woman sitting on the sofa.

The two were his parents, Zhou Xubai and Wen Shuran.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Wen Shuran looked at her tall, handsome son, her eyes filled with doting affection:

"You're a good child in every way, except you're too mature for your age. Why are you being so polite with your parents?"

"Exactly!" Zhou Xubai chimed in from the side.

"I shouldn't have sent you to the old man in the first place. He raised my perfectly good son to be so well-behaved."

When he was a child, all he knew was studying. Now that he's graduated, he's focused entirely on his work, making me, his father, feel like a useless person!

Hearing her husband's words, Wen Shuran glared at him fiercely: "What's wrong with following the rules?"

Why must my son be like you, only knowing how to eat, drink, and have fun?

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xubai chuckled awkwardly: "Hehe, I know my own limitations."

I have neither business acumen nor lofty ambitions, so it's better for me to just live a quiet life and rely on my parents.

Seeing the scene before him, Zhou Shi'an's lips curled up slightly.

My own personality is too calm and composed, while my mother, coming from a scholarly family, usually acts like a well-bred lady.

Fortunately, there's also a lively and unconventional dad who adds a lot of color to the family.

He was very glad that he hadn't been transported into the world of those mindless short dramas.

This young master from a wealthy family doesn't have the surname Fu or Gu. Uncle Fu and Aunt Liu don't live in his house, and Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li aren't his special assistants...

"Son, what are you thinking about?" Wen Shuran looked at Zhou Shi'an with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she tentatively asked, "Are you dissatisfied with this marriage?"

Marriage is a lifelong commitment. If you don't like it, tell your parents.

Zhou Xubai rarely showed a serious expression: "That's right, our Zhou family does not have the bad habit of arranged marriages."

Although your father may be a bit unreliable, he can still make decisions on this matter.

If you're not satisfied, don't force yourself.

If all else fails, we can find a new batch of heiresses from wealthy families; you can take your time to choose.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shi'an's lips twitched involuntarily.

"No, I trust Grandma's judgment. Mom and Dad are overthinking it."

"Really?" the couple asked in unison.

"Yes." Zhou Shi'an nodded solemnly.

Seeing that he looked normal, the couple were relieved.

"Alright, since you have no objections, then the marriage is settled. Let's set off immediately, lest the Liu family..."

However, before Wen Shuran could finish speaking, a loud voice came from the doorway.

"Wait a minute, this marriage can't be arranged!"

The next moment, a middle-aged man with a rugged face and an extraordinary demeanor appeared in the living room.

Upon seeing the visitor, Zhou Shi'an nodded respectfully: "Greetings, Uncle."

Zhou Tingxiao glanced at him but didn't say anything; instead, a hint of regret was in his eyes.

After a long silence, he said again, "This marriage cannot be arranged!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xubai stood up abruptly: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

"Do you have your eye on the Liu family girl and want to steal my son's wife?"

Seemingly used to his younger brother's unreliability, Zhou Tingxiao was not angered by his words.

He said with a serious expression, "Because Shi An is not your biological son."

These words shocked everyone in the room.

"What?"

The couple's eyes widened instantly, completely unable to believe what they had just heard.

Coming to his senses, Zhou Xubai flew into a rage: "You're talking nonsense! You're just a glib talker who never tires of spouting rubbish without any bottom line!"

How could I possibly mistake my own flesh and blood?

Even if you want to take a concubine, at least find a suitable excuse.

I'm warning you, don't make me slap you, my fist is as big as a sandbag...

Wen Shuran coughed lightly, interrupting her husband's angry outburst.

She frowned, her expression more serious than ever before: "Big brother, there are some things you can't say carelessly."

Zhou Tingxiao shook his head helplessly: "Sister-in-law, I didn't believe it at first either, so I went to verify it myself."

"Fine, you can see for yourselves."

As he spoke, he took out two paternity test reports from his pocket and placed them on the coffee table.

With lightning speed, Zhou Xubai grabbed it in his hand.

When he saw the above test results, his face turned deathly pale.

Wen Shuran hurriedly stepped forward and looked over curiously.

"This, this... how is this possible?"

Suddenly, Zhou Xubai seemed to have thought of something.

He clutched his chest, looking at his wife with utter despair: "Shuran, you...you betrayed me?"

Wen Shuran was completely bewildered; she was still in shock and hadn't heard a word her husband was saying.

Zhou Tingxiao couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly reminded him, "You bastard, take a look at the other report."

Zhou Xubai trembled as he reached out his right hand and took another report into his hand.

When he saw that it said Zhou Shi'an and Wen Shuran had no biological mother-son relationship, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, Shuran didn't betray me!"

Everyone: "..."

Suddenly, Zhou Xubai's voice rose again.

"No, how can my son, whom I've raised for twenty-three years, not be mine anymore?"