If You Are a Dodder Flower

Part 32

Standing before that alcohol-addled man, Xia Rou was completely unaware of the roaring waves under the surface.

In the past when she had died, she was only 25 years old. She had never developed a deep understanding toward men, those living beings.

Most of all, in her heart of hearts, Cao Yang was her big brother.

Not a man. Translated by The Novelst

She loved him and respected him, felt regret and guilty toward him, in both the past and present.

In her eyes, Cao Yang was nearly omnipotent, almost perfect.

Naturally, she ignored the word "almost."

It was so natural to her that she couldn't imagine that her perfect big brother... was no different than any other man, to succumb to attraction.

She was actually unhappy with her powerless self, for being unable to stop the building attraction between Cao Yang and Wang Man.

If they had already met each other at this time in the past, then it was in two years, when she would be studying in her first year of college, that Wang Man would become her sister-in-law.

No matter how you looked at it, they were a perfect couple. However, their relationship started to strain and collapse after only nearing four years.

Xia Rou didn't know what had actually transpired between Cao Yang and Wang Man.

But she knew that if it was something that neither of them were able to solve, then she probably shouldn't even try... Because it was useless for her to even try to help.

Her way of conducting herself in public, her ability to handle matters - no matter if it was Cao Yang or Wang Man, either person were ten thousand miles beyond her abilities.

Now that she thought of it, she felt so frustrated.

"Yang Yuhan asked me when I will be changing my surname back to Cao," she said.

The name didn't sound familiar, but Cao Yang thought hard and managed to pinpoint her origins: "Yang Naicheng's daughter?"

"Niece."

Cao Yang paused at the foot of the stairs, sneering, "Don't bother with her. That's not the first time the Yang have tried to pick on us."

Then he continued, "What did you say to her?"

Xia Rou stood two steps above him, turning around to shrug her shoulders. "I said my father's surname is Xia, and that Uncle Cao allowed me to stay under his roof. Why would I change my surname?"

"Wait until school on Monday, the word will have spread," she said. "That's good."

Cao Yang thought Xia Rou was unaware that having the status of "Cao Xiong's daughter," was probably the best for her to benefit from.

In reality, the Cao Family brothers had already been asked quite a few times already about Xia Rou. But they all had the same thought and none revealed the answer. To outsiders, not declining outright was almost the same as admitting.

Who would have thought the person to reveal the matter directly would be Xia Rou herself?

But Cao Yang liked to see the open-minded side of Xia Rou.

If she was someone to seek fame and fortune, it wouldn't be worth it to treat her well.

The Cao Family wasn't a charity. It was due to Xia Rou's likeability that they wanted to treat her better.

Xia Rou didn't know the thoughts running through Cao Yang's mind. If she did know, she would have been surprised.

The winding roads of life were so unpredictable.