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Chapter 490: It’s OK to Sleep Together~
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Chapter 490: It’s OK to Sleep Together~

Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

Hao Ren and Little White left the valley and returned to First Heaven. Then, they returned to Brooklyn.

Hao Ren entered the room through the window. Then, he put away the red energy sphere and messed up his bed. He had to pretend he had slept through the night.

Very soon, Hao Zhonghua came knocking on the door.

“Ren. Did you wake up yet?” Hao Zhonghua shouted.

“Just woke up!” Hao Ren opened the door with a yawn.

Hao Zhonghua looked over Hao Ren’s shoulders to see his bed. Then, he looked at Hao Ren’s expression and said, “Yujia’s mom made breakfast. Come down and eat.”

“OK. I’ll go wash up.” Hao Ren walked toward the washroom on the second floor.

“You didn’t sleep in your own room last night, right?” Hao Zhonghua questioned.

“Huh?” Hao Ren was shocked and observed Hao Zhonghua carefully.

“I wanted to have a father-son conversation with you last night, but you weren’t in your room,” Hao Zhonghua said.

“Um…” Hao Ren didn’t know how to explain this, and he thought whatever he says would make things worse.

“You were in Yujia’s room, right?” Hao Zhonghua looked Hao Ren in the eyes and slowly asked.

“No…”

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Just when Hao Ren uttered a word, he was interrupted by Hao Zhonghua. “There are only a few rooms in this house. If you weren’t in your own room, then you could only be in Yujia’s. I understand how impulsive you could be at this age, but I just don’t want you to let Yujia down.”

Hao Zhonghua’s words were calm, and he looked at Hao Ren seriously.

Hao Ren looked at his dad and didn’t know what to say. According to standard logic, there was no way that he could have jumped down from the second-floor window. Also, he didn’t have the keys to this house, so there was no way he could have sneaked back in. The only possibility left was that he stayed in Xie Yujia’s room.

Hao Zhonghua already had Hao Ren at Hao Ren’s age, so he ‘understood’ Hao Ren.

“Men need to be responsible.” Hao Zhonghua patted Hao Ren on the shoulder and walked toward the staircase.

“Uh….” Hao Ren watched his dad leave and hesitated for a few seconds.

After some thought, he had realized that his dad’s words were not complete nonsense.

After washing up, Hao Ren went down to the first-floor kitchen to eat the homemade breakfast made by Xie Yujia’s mom. That was when Yujia came down from the second floor.

She was wearing white slippers, a pair of short jeans, and a simple white shirt. She looked like a liberal American girl but still had the gentle softness of an eastern lady.

“Hehe. Yujia, why did you sleep that late,” Hao Zhonghua greeted Xie Yujia enthusiastically as he took sips of his milk.

He knew the ‘things’ that ‘bad boy’ Hao Ren did, so he was very nice and intimate toward Xie Yujia.

“I was chatting with my mom last night. That’s why I slept late,” Xie Yujia responded with a smile.

Her smile was sweet and warm.

“With your mom…” Hao Zhonghua was confused, so he quickly asked again, “Where did your dad sleep?”

“He was in my room. My mom and I wanted to have a mother-daughter talk in private, so I made him go to my room,” Xie Yujia answered openly with a big smile on her face.

“Mother-daughter talk in private…” Hao Ren was drinking his milk and thought about why that was…

He looked up at Xie Yujia, and her face was pink like an apple. He couldn’t help but imagine what Xie Yujia and her mom talked about last night…

He didn’t really care about what he missed out on with his dad because he could guess what his dad wanted to speak to him about.

Hao Zhonghua looked at Xie Yujia and then at Hao Ren. Even with his world-class intelligence, he was still confused…

“If Xie Yujia was with her mom, and Hao Ren wasn’t in his room, where did he sleep?” He thought as he turned to the two-meter tall Xie Wanjun who was eating a piece of buttered toast by the table.

“This kid was probably in the washroom during the two times I went to find him… I thought he was with Yujia… It made me happy for nothing…” Hao Zhonghua thought.

“Let’s go out together today! There are a few coffee shops that are pretty good!” Xie Ming said with excitement.

Last night, Xie Yujia and her mom whispered secrets all night, forcing him to another room. He felt a bit left out, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He was still happy that his daughter came to visit them. Also, his good old friend Hao Zhonghua and his son had come to visit him, so he had to do everything he could to make them feel at home.

“Alright, alright…” Hao Zhonghua came to New York a few times already, so he was quite familiar with this city.

The last time he came to New York, he bumped into Xie Ming on the streets. Only then did the two families reconnect with each other.

Now that the two families could hang out in New York together with their kids would be a fun thing to do.

“It is a pity that Yue Yang didn’t come. She likes Yanzi more…” Hao Zhonghua thought as he felt a little bit disappointed.

They often had arguments on scientific topics. However, they tended to agree with each other and didn’t argue in life.

However, after living together for 20 years, they had differing views when it came to Xie Yujia and Zhao Yanzi.

“Yes! The two families could go out together! Too bad that Yue Yang is not here!” Cheng Qian said as she loosened her apron.

Her relationship with Yue Yang was great back then. While Hao Zhonghua and Xie Ming talked about politics, they would be tidying things up and talking about kids.

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Those were old memories, and reminiscing upon the old times made Cheng Qian feel nostalgic.

If Yue Yang came to New York this time, they would be able to decide on their children’s marriage as moms.

A sense of disappointment fogged up Cheng Qian’s mind.

“The weather of the summer season is the most unpredictable by the coast. Yue Yang was promoted this year, and she’s even higher ranked than me. Therefore, she has more responsibilities and can’t leave her position,” Hao Zhonghua said in a self-mocking tone.

Although Yue Yang liked Zhao Yanzi more, she was still very fond of Xie Yujia’s whole family.

She looked as if she were a bit angry with Hao Zhonghua, but she would still be willing to visit Xie Ming and Cheng Qian in New York if she had the time.

“OK, don’t think I don’t know. She’s more powerful than you outside, but you’re in charge at home. Were there decisions you made that Yue Yang didn’t support?”

Hao Ren and Xie Yujia smiled at each other as they watched their dads joke around.

Xie Wanjun wanted to create an opportunity for Hao Ren and Xie Yujia to be together. He knew what to do and didn’t follow. Xie Wanjun’s parents had to go back to the factory, so they didn’t go with them either.

Xie Ming drove a white Chevrolet, and the two families crossed the Brooklyn Bridge and wandered leisurely through Manhattan.

Xie Ming acted as the tour guide, and Xie Yujia and Hao Ren were able to enjoy New York in another way compared to yesterday.

When Xie Yujia came to New York City for the first time, her dad had taken her around New York quickly, and she felt like there was nothing special.

Now that she was with Hao Ren, everything seemed new and fun.

Xie Ming was in a good mood, so he told many stories. Hao Ren was amazed by how knowledge Xie Yujia’s dad was. If Xie Ming weren’t a businessman, he would be an excellent academic!

Xie Yujia walked close to Hao Ren. They could see their reflections on the windows of the shops, and she cherished the time she had with Hao Ren.

The memories of Little Older Brother when they were small to Hao Ren now formed a perfect circle.

Suddenly, Xie Yujia saw the reflection of a pretty girl in a mini-skirt on the shop window.

“Uncle!”

A crisp voice sounded from behind Hao Ren.