In the bustling traffic of New York, amid the vibrant neon lights, the night became lively and splendid!
Inside a magnificent mansion, Cold Yuzé was enjoying the warm family atmosphere. Dressed casually, he reclined on the sofa, explaining something with a serious expression to his parents seated on the main sofa. His youthful face, adorned with a sincere smile, portrayed a wild and carefree personality outside, but at home, he appeared lively and playful, seemingly carefree and without any sense of awkwardness.
"Mom, you don't even believe that I got married?" Clearly, despite his earnest efforts, Cold Yuzé couldn't gain the trust of his family. The usually sharp and decisive Cold Yuzé also revealed a hint of helplessness.
Cold Mother, wearing a purple dress, elegant and beautiful, with a still youthful face, showed a trace of helplessness and sighs. She looked at her only beloved son, nodding with indulgence. "Mom believes in you, but if you want to gain your father's trust, quickly bring this child back for us to see. Her pitiful background is heart-wrenching to hear!"
Cold Yuzé's face flashed with impatience as he nodded repeatedly. "Understood, understood. I'll bring her back to see you when there's time. However, she's currently busy preparing for postgraduate exams and might not have time to come to the United States!"
"Tell her not to bother with exams. Just come directly to the United States. The Cold family can afford to support her!" Cold Father, with a face similar to Cold Yuzé's but more mature and dignified in middle age, descended from upstairs, his voice stern.
Cold Yuzé's heart sank, but he quickly came up with an excuse, his handsome face smiling wryly. "Dad, don't you admire capable women the most? Like Mom, who married you and manages the family finances for you. Huānhuān is an ambitious person; she is dedicated to developing her career. If she were obedient, I would have had her quit her job and come back to accompany you and Mom long ago!"
"Why should women study so much? After getting married, they should restrain themselves a bit and focus more on managing the household!" Cold Mother interjected.
Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Cold Yuzé's handsome face revealed a hint of impatience. Thinking on his feet, he spoke, "Mom, it's the modern era. Men and women are already equal. Being with Huānhuān, your son would even have to cook! Not to mention making her give up her ideals and become a housewife; that's even more impossible!"
"Really? You're willing to cook, son? How much of your old man's temperament do you have?" Cold Mother, delighted by the compliment, hurriedly inquired.
Seeing his mother praising him so much, Cold Yuzé's handsome face lit up with a brilliant smile. "Of course, just take a look at who gave birth to me!"
"Alright, stop sweet-talking. When you return to the United States next time, remember to bring Huānhuān over for a meal. Also, Dad is giving you two years to quickly have a child. Don't let the delay in your career postpone the matter of continuing the family line!" Despite the stern expression on Cold Father's face, he still harbored deep affection for his son.
Cold Yuzé opened his night eyes and was immediately stunned! Have a child? The prospect of accomplishing such a distant task within two years seemed daunting. Could this task be too challenging?
"Yeah, Yuzé, that's Mom's greatest wish. Quickly let us hold our grandson!" A woman's maternal instinct always shines brightly. Cold Mother, upon hearing about a child, had an expectant expression on her face.
Cold Yuzé couldn't reject in front of his parents and could only temporarily agree, "Understood, I'm only twenty-five, it's too early!"
"When I was your age, you were already walking!" Cold Father's voice rose as he reprimanded.
Cold Yuzé inwardly sighed but maintained a serious expression on his face, nodding in response, "Don't worry; I won't let Mom and Dad down! Tomorrow, I plan to return to China!"
"Why the rush? Your sister is coming back the day after tomorrow. Meet her before leaving!" Cold Father commanded sternly.
"No, the company is in the process of purchasing a batch of new building materials. I need to go back and handle it!" Cold Yuzé had carefully planned this. The urgency to push him into marriage was undoubtedly initiated by his meddlesome sister. She had been married for only a year and divorced without experiencing the hardships of marriage. How could he let her drag him into such a situation? It was infuriating to even think about it. Therefore, Cold Yuzé was determined not to meet his "inhumane" sister.
"Never mind, if the company has urgent matters, then go back quickly. If your sister misses you, she can come to find you in China!" Cold Mother, more sensible, hurriedly comforted Cold Father.
"She better not come!" Cold Yuzé responded in his mind, but on his face, he wore a pleasant smile. "If my sister wants to come, tell her to call first. I'll make sure to arrange her itinerary!"
"Alright, alright, go prepare quickly!" Cold Mother looked affectionately at her son, feeling relieved. Yuzé had finally grown up!
The next afternoon, just off the plane, Cold Yuzé, dressed in a cool black casual sportswear and mysterious sunglasses, attracted the gaze of countless women as he emerged from the airport. Not a celebrity, but exuding an aura even more captivating than one, Cold Yuzé stole all the limelight!
Without any luggage, Cold Yuzé, alone, walked out of the airport and got into a black BMW that had been waiting outside the airport gate. His handsome face resumed its usual lazy and indifferent demeanor, with a faintly evil smile playing on his lips.
"Cold Yuzé, you managed to come back alive?" The young and handsome man sitting in the passenger seat was looking at him with an amused expression, adjusting his tone.
Cold Yuzé merely raised an eyebrow and nonchalantly said, "Do you even know who I am? Can a marriage really trap me to death?"
"I heard you agreed to marry a junior staff member. Is that true?" The young and handsome man wore a curious expression.
Cold Yuzé glared at him displeasedly. "Pei Luochi, since when did you start playing with these petty rumors? Do I look like someone who would get married?"
"Don't know," Pei Luochi shook his head indifferently.
"Alright, let's not talk about this. I'm fed up with it. Any plans for tonight?" Cold Yuzé asked irritably.
"How about going swimming together? The weather is too stuffy! I haven't exercised in a long time, and my bones are getting rusty!" Pei Luochi frowned, revealing a handsome face.
"You still exercise less? Isn't your Korean girlfriend with you?" Cold Yuzé said, a hint of ambiguous color flashing across his face.
"What? Have you been spying on her for a long time?" Pei Luochi raised an eyebrow dismissively.
"With a face and figure like hers, I wonder how skilled she is in bed," Cold Yuzé playfully interlocked his fingers, full of malicious intent.
"Want to find out? You'll know once you give it a try," Pei Luochi lightly hummed, showing no anger on his face, but instead, a touch of cold indifference.
The game of exchanging girlfriends seemed to be an ordinary dinner in this group of unrestrained, wild, and cool young elites. As long as someone caught their eye, they couldn't escape the palm of their playful hands.