Is your father that young

Cao Decheng pondered for a moment and felt that his own dad was really something else.

Just look at Cao Decheng himself. He received that kind of elite education from childhood, was raised in that manner, and lived in that kind of environment.

What he could see, hear, and learn was absolutely not something outsiders had a chance to come into contact with.

This is what cultivated many unique habits and particular perspectives.

But... what about Old Cao?

Based on what Cao Decheng knew about his own dad's past.

Dad's academic performance was just so-so.

And he didn't study law or philosophy or the like; he studied computer science.

To put it bluntly, whether one has the ability in this field is uncertain, but most boys who graduate with a computer science degree are incredibly good at playing video games.

How many people in these majors actually study seriously?

Neither Old Cao nor his father (Old Old Cao) received any elite education.

And yet...

This very same Old Cao had profound insights into many things.

Even Grandpa always said that Old Cao, this guy, looks younger and younger, but his mind grows deeper and more inscrutable.

Impossible to see through.

And he really has gotten younger.

Haven't seen him for a few years, and he's reverse aging again?

Cao Decheng was speechless.

They got in the car.

Cao Cheng took off his mask.

With one glance, Cao Decheng could tell Old Cao was not human—this was absolutely a monster possessing him, otherwise how could he be in such a youthful state?

Getting more tender over the decades?

Cao Decheng had also learned some things, but he didn't have any cheats, learned slowly, and couldn't enhance himself through dual cultivation.

Therefore, his cultivation results were far from reaching Cao Cheng's level, and not even the level of the women around Young Master Cao.

So,

even though Young Master Cao had told him many times that these cultivation techniques could preserve one's youthful appearance in the future, even lead to immortality, so he shouldn't make a fuss about anything in the future or let it spread.

Apart from family members, this is top secret and must not be revealed.

...

"Don't you know how to greet people?" Young Master Cao glared.

Even though these two Western Region beauties hadn't officially been entered into the family register yet.

To be entered into the family register now, they'd at least need to have a child; otherwise, how could a branch be established?

But,

even though they weren't in the register, it wasn't because they did anything wrong, but because the time wasn't right.

They would have a status of some sort in the future.

Cao Decheng didn't resist it either; he was long used to it, alright.

Cao Decheng said politely, "Hello, Aunts."

The two women hurriedly responded.

They knew this was the family's eldest legitimate grandson. They hadn't met him but had heard of him.

Being cultivated under Sister Tang Xin's wing.

That was no small matter.

Who knows what level of existence he would be in the future.

Naturally, they didn't dare to actually put on the kind of fawn-over-the-powerful-and-despise-the-weak airs common in the entertainment industry.

The two of them were plenty smart.

Chen Yi also greeted them.

She also recognized the two of them.

...

...

Afterwards.

Cao Cheng drove away.

Cao Decheng put away the luggage and sat in the middle row with Chen Yi, looking at the road and scenery outside.

The two Western Region beauties also fetched drinks and mineral water for them.

Then they each went to tidy up their own things.

It took about half an hour before and after for Chen Yi to find a gap to speak a few words alone with Cao Decheng.

"Is your dad really this young? He looked like this online when I was a kid, and he still looks the same now?" Chen Yi had been shocked by this since she got in the car and saw Cao Cheng take off his mask.

Although she had other questions.

This one was the biggest.

What girl doesn't love beauty?

If they could stay forever young, many girls would be willing to pay any price.

Those who could refuse eternal youth are few and far between.

Even among men.

"It's from cultivation, an internal energy technique. I'll teach you after we get married. This stuff can only be passed on to family, not to outsiders," Cao Decheng explained.

Only then did Chen Yi have a sudden realization.

Actually,

these things weren't that distant from Chen Yi.

People in her own family could enjoy some of the pills Cao Cheng distributed to high-level officials, which could grant long life and slightly preserve one's appearance.

Although not as exaggerated as Young Master Cao's, the effects weren't too bad either.

However,

Chen Yi might not be aware of these things.

After all, the people in her family were those close to her, and gradual changes in those around you aren't that easy to notice.

Especially at her age, her attention was naturally focused outward, making it easy to overlook small details at home.

Chen Yi said excitedly, "Really? Then let's get married quickly!"

Cao Decheng chuckled, a smile very similar to Old Cao's.

Cao Decheng chuckled and shook his head, raising his hand to tap Chen Yi's forehead. "What's the hurry? What's meant to be yours will be yours sooner or later; it won't run away."

The two of them playfully bickered for a few minutes.

Suddenly.

Chen Yi whispered, "By the way, what about these two, Re Ba and Na Zha?"

Cao Decheng shook his head, whispering back, "Don't ask too much. Let's just say my dad has abundant energy."

Chen Yi could naturally guess.

But after getting confirmation from Cao Decheng, she asked somewhat surprised, "Doesn't Auntie mind?"

This 'Auntie,' of course, referred to Tang Xin.

Cao Decheng shrugged. "How would I know? Over at Old Cao's place, not a single word out of his mouth is serious. You definitely can't get a straight answer from him; whatever you get out will be a bunch of nonsense. As for my mom's side, there are serious words, but they're all that 'grown-up talk'."

"Pfft!" Chen Yi also laughed.

'Grown-up talk' was that kind of 'You're still young, you'll understand when you're older', 'Don't worry about adult matters', 'How old are you? Little kid, don't fret over my business'...

And so on.

Chen Yi smiled, then continued in a low voice, "But Auntie is from the Tang family. Your dad is really bold, not hiding it at all? Isn't he afraid his father-in-law, your grandpa, would beat him up?"

"Heh~~"

Cao Decheng shook his head with a bitter smile. "You might not believe it, but for as long as I can remember, whenever my dad and my grandpa meet, it's basically my grandpa who ends up yelling and shouting in frustration. Sometimes, Grandpa even gets furious because of something my dad did."

"..."

Chen Yi looked utterly bewildered.

It was like listening to a fantasy tale.

Is this for real?

It sounds so unbelievable.

She knew all too well what status Cao Decheng's grandfather held.

It was like suddenly going back in time.

Back to the Ming Dynasty.

You're a merchant, even if you're Shen Wansan, could you make Zhu Yuanzhang yell in frustration? Dare to mess with Zhu Yuanzhang?

Although the identities weren't exactly the same.

There are no emperors in modern times.

But the feeling was similar.

That's the sense of disparity she felt.

Chen Yi knew that even her own family had white-glove operatives.

Take 'Ji' Province, for example.

The provincial richest man here.

Ranked within the top hundred nationally, with a bit more effort could even make the global list.

Yet someone like this was a white-glove for her family.

Every time he came to pay a visit during holidays, wasn't he bowing respectfully? Even to a young girl like her, he'd present a thick red envelope, all polite and courteous.

So.

Chen Yi was completely dumbfounded.

Cao Decheng could tell from her expression that Chen Yi didn't believe him. He chuckled, "It is hard to believe, but that's what I've seen. And every time, my grandma sides with my dad."

Chen Yi grew a bit more interested. "Haven't you asked your grandpa about it?"

Cao Decheng shook his head. "How would I dare? It was okay when I was a kid, but after I grew up, my grandfather became really strict with me. I sometimes wonder if he's taking out the anger he feels toward my dad on me."

"Pfft..."

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