I'm dressed up as a fake young master, and the real young master is frantically begging me to s

As soon as Liu Mengyue stepped into her home, she found her father standing motionless in front of the living room's French windows, his fists clenched.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Liu Zhengxiong turned his head and instinctively replied, "My little cabbage, ptooey, it's nothing!"

You must be tired after a long day. Go back to your room and rest.

"Oh!" Liu Mengyue scratched her head, ignored her father, and skipped away into the distance.

Liu Zhengxiong glanced at his daughter's back, then looked through the French windows at Zhou Shi'an, who was still standing in a daze at his own door.

"You little brat, still reminiscing about it?"

He muttered to himself as he walked toward the door.

"What, you want to stay at our house again tonight?"

The sound interrupted Zhou Shi'an's thoughts. He looked up and found that Liu Zhengxiong was standing in front of him at some point.

"Uncle Liu, are you still awake at this hour?"

Hearing his words, Liu Zhengxiong snorted coldly: "Hmph! You still know when to stop? I thought you weren't coming back."

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

No, we were having a good chat before, and this old guy even took the initiative to shout out the slogan of being together.

It's just a date, why are you making such a fuss?

Are all fathers with daughters like this?

Little did he know that years later, when he had a daughter, he would be even more ecstatic.

Of course, that's a story for another time!

When Liu Zhengxiong saw that Zhou Shi'an was silent, he thought that the kid was guilty of something.

His face immediately turned cold: "Tell me honestly, have you done anything inappropriate to my daughter?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shi'an hurriedly explained, "Uncle, you're overthinking it. I'm a traditional man."

"It's so traditional that even when I'm just holding hands with Mengyue, I have to check the almanac beforehand."

Liu Zhengxiong: "..."

Damn, when did this kid become so unserious?

However, he also believed in the other party's character, and that the reason she acted so capriciously was simply because she was a father who doted on his daughter.

"Alright, it's getting late. You should head back now and be careful on the road."

As he spoke, Liu Zhengxiong patted Zhou Shi'an's arm.

However, after getting to know him, he discovered that the other person, who usually kept a low profile, actually had remarkably solid muscles in his arms.

Just as Zhou Shi'an was about to leave, a voice came from behind him.

"Wait a moment!"

He turned his head in confusion and found Liu Zhengxiong looking hesitant.

"Uncle, is there anything else?"

Liu Zhengxiong hesitated for a few seconds before finally asking:

"Your muscles are well-developed, kid. How did you do it? Any secrets?"

Meeting Zhou Shi'an's strange gaze, he coughed lightly and explained casually:

"It's nothing, I just feel like I'm getting old and I'm thinking of exercising more."

After all, having good health is more important than anything else.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shi'an showed a look of sudden realization:

"I learned martial arts from my grandparents when I was a child, but I'm afraid it's not suitable for someone your age."

However, building muscle is definitely achievable; you can hire some professionals to teach you.

Upon hearing Zhou Shi'an's words, Liu Zhengxiong's eyes lit up immediately.

Right, how come I didn't think of that?

"Alright, it's nothing, you can go back now."

He waved his hand and walked excitedly towards his home.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, "Just wait, wait until I build up my muscles."

"Wife, take a good look and see who truly possesses a broad mind and strong arms!"

......

When Zhou Shi'an returned home, he heard his father's angry voice.

"That unfilial son, he's a complete ingrate, a real mudfish that thinks he's seafood just because he got a little seawater on him."

"What a piece of trash! Compared to our Shi'an, it's not even worth a hair."

Immediately afterwards, the mother's voice rang out:

"Yes, it's too much. How could we raise such an ungrateful and wicked person?"

Honey, I feel like strangling him!

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shi'an was startled.

What's going on? Did the younger brother do something outrageous and anger Mom and Dad?

Without thinking twice, he hurriedly walked towards the living room.

However, when he entered the living room and saw the scene before him, he was dumbfounded.

On the television was a short drama titled "Favoring the Fake Young Master, the Real Young Master Dies, and the Whole Family Cries Their Hearts Out."

Meanwhile, his mother was lying on her side on the sofa, staring angrily at the TV screen.

My dad, like a top masseur in a massage parlor, skillfully massaged my mom's feet.

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

When did the trend of mindless short dramas reach our own homes?

Aren't your parents afraid of getting so angry while watching this kind of pointless stuff that they might harm themselves?

"Cough cough..."

He coughed twice, which brought the couple's attention back to reality.

"Hey, eldest son's back. How was your date today?" Zhou Xubai's face was full of gossipy expression.

Even Wen Shuran sat up straight, staring at her son with anticipation.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Xubai pressed, "Son, did you hold hands? Did you kiss? How did it feel?"

After a few seconds of silence, Zhou Shi'an gave his father a strange look:

"I'm such a grown-up, Dad, is it really okay for you to ask about the details of my dates?"

Hearing him say that, Wen Shuran looked a little embarrassed.

I was just too worried and confused. How could I be so interested in the details of my son's date?

However, Zhou Xubai did not have this awareness; instead, he put on a stern face and accused the villain first.

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Do you think your dad is that kind of person?"

This isn't your first date, I'm worried you might be inexperienced.

I was even thinking of teaching you a few tricks for picking up girls, but if you don't appreciate it, then forget it.

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

At this moment, Wen Shuran grabbed her husband's ear.

"Well, Zhou Xubai, you even know how to pick up girls?"

Come on, tell me in detail today, how did you learn this path?

Zhou Xubai pleaded anxiously, "Hey~~~ Wife, be gentle, I was just talking nonsense."

Yes, even nonsense has its purpose; it's all to boost our son's morale. What are you thinking?

Seeing him as unreliable as ever, both mother and son rolled their eyes.

"Hmph, you better not let me find out you're having any affairs outside, or I'll kick you out!"

As she spoke, Wen Shuran seemed to remember something and turned her gaze to Zhou Shi'an.

"By the way, Shi An, Shi Jin seemed a bit off after he came back today."

He locked himself in his room and didn't even eat dinner.

"You two are best friends, go ask him what's wrong."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shi'an nodded solemnly: "I understand, Mom. I'll go take a look right away."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked upstairs.

The instant he stepped onto the stairs, he suddenly turned around:

"By the way, Mom, there's a really popular saying on the internet right now."

Wen Shuran stared at her son with a puzzled look: "What did you say?"

"Foot massage is a path too! You'd better keep an eye on Dad; he likes to go online all the time, lest he go astray."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xubai's expression immediately changed.

"You unfilial son, you've ruined me! All I did was ask you about the details of our date, and you framed your own father?!"

"Oh dear, honey, I've never been there before, let go of my hand..."

Hearing his father pleading behind him, Zhou Shi'an smiled and strode upstairs.