Chapter 565 - Pretty Little Darling (2/2)

“Get married?”

Su Canye furrowed his eyebrows, then with a wave of his hand, he said, “I wouldn’t want to get married so soon. My youth cannot be wasted on a single woman, and I won’t be thinking about marriage before turning 30. Isn’t that right, little princess?”

Su Canye posed the question at Su Xiaobei, but she was too immersed in the joy of playing with the electric piano and did not even respond to his question.

Suddenly, Su Canye’s ears twitched. He heard the sound of running water in the bathroom. “Huh, who’s that showering in the bathroom?”

As soon as he said that, a shrill voice started singing. It was Li Yugang’s “Drunken Beauty.”

Su Canye’s eyes widened as he pointed at Xiao Luo in disbelief. “My goodness, it’s a woman. Xiao Luo, you, you… You’re cheating on my sister?” he said.

Xiao Luo was so angry he almost laughed. “Can’t you tell it’s a man singing?” he quipped.

“A man?”

Su Canye listened carefully, still somewhat in disbelief, but he stuck to his guns. “Xiao Luo, do you take me for a fool? That’s obviously a woman’s voice; how could it be a man?” he said, “This won’t do, I have to tell my sister. She hasn’t given me pocket money in a long time, but I’m sure she’ll give me an endless supply once I do her this service.”

The thought of this was enough to send the man skipping out of the apartment. He shouted as he made his way out, “Su Li, your husband’s cheating on you!”

Huh?

Xiao Luo saw nothing but 10,000 donkeys trampling about in his head. And then, with his eyebrows furrowed tightly together, only one word escaped from his mouth: “Dumb*ss!”

The bathroom door opened, and Zhang Dashan stuck half of his body out, white foamy bubbles atop his head. “Lao Xiao, what was all that noise about cheating I heard just now? I was asking Thumbelina to deal with things since my girlfriend isn’t going to make it today. God d*mn, all that noise really messed me up.”

Thumbelina?

Xiao Luo’s eyes were wide in shock. Even a fool would know what Zhang Dashan was up to in the bathroom. Xiao Luo was up to his limit.

He glared sternly at Zhang Dashan and bellowed, “Get out here, you get the hell out here right now!”

“D*mn, I was just joking, and you’re taking it so seriously.” Zhang Dashan rolled his eyes, pulling his body back in and firmly shutting the door.

What kind of joke was that?

Xiao Luo felt himself reaching the verge of a mental breakdown. Zhang Dashan was growing more and more brazen these days.

After the shower, Zhang Dashan put on the pajama that Xiao Luo had handed him and stepped out of the steaming hot bathroom.

“Hey there, little girl. Do you remember me?” He waved at Su Xiaobei, who was playing with the toy piano in front of the table.

Su Xiaobei had an excellent memory. She spoke in that babyish voice of hers and said, “You’re Uncle Dashan.”

“Haha, not bad, not bad at all. I’m your Uncle Dashan. No, actually, I’m your Brother Dashan. I’ve only just turned 18 this year.”

Zhang Dashan was overjoyed, and he walked over to pinch her little face affectionately. He then turned his head to Xiao Luo and said, “Hey, Lao Xiao, this little girl has grown quite a bit. She’s such a pretty little darling now. Look at her—she looks just like a princess from a fairy tale, so cute, but she doesn’t have any friends. Let me take another look at her. Ahh, she actually looks a lot like you. Is the saying true, then? The one about how kids most resemble the person they live with the most?”

“You’re digressing again. Can you focus on the issue at hand?” Xiao Luo growled.

“Hey, man, I’m always focused. Oh, right, hurry and arrange for me to meet Goddess Su. I can’t miss my chance at meeting such a celebrity,” Zhang Dashan said.