A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

"I don't mind at all! How could I mind!"

"Quick, quick, come in! I just made breakfast, it's still warm!"

As Zhao Ya spoke, she stepped aside to make way for the doorway and warmly invited the two of them into the house.

His attitude and tone were completely different from when he spoke to Wang Gang earlier.

Ji Zuodao didn't stand on ceremony. He grabbed Su Xiaoxiao's hand and swaggered inside.

Su Xiaoxiao followed beside Ji Zuodao with a perfectly measured smile on her face, neither too enthusiastic nor too cold.

As she passed by Zhao Ya, she nodded slightly and said softly, "Hello, Auntie, sorry to bother you."

That voice was soft, sweet, and soothing to the ear.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ya was overjoyed and quickly waved her hand, "No, no! It's good that you're here! It's good that you're here!"

She closed the door and followed behind the two of them, watching Ji Zuodao and Su Xiaoxiao walk side by side, feeling incredibly gratified.

It's true that my own son is more capable.

You managed to win back such a beautiful woman.

Like his father... ptooey, ptooey, like his mother!

In the living room, Wang Gang and Wang Bing also saw Su Xiaoxiao following Ji Zuodao in.

Wang Gang stared intently at Su Xiaoxiao, his mind completely blank.

Having lived half his life, he thought he had seen enough beautiful women, but the one in front of him was truly beyond his comprehension.

He was engrossed in watching when he suddenly felt a chill creep up from behind.

He shivered, turned his head, and saw Zhao Ya staring at him coldly. Her eyes clearly said: Look at me again, and I'll gouge your eyes out and stomp on them.

Wang Gang quickly looked away, lowered his head, and pretended to be looking at the newspaper on the ground.

Wang Bing's reaction was even more exaggerated than his father's.

He was sitting in the corner, sulking with a gloomy face, but the moment he saw Su Xiaoxiao, he froze on the spot as if he had been struck by a magic acupuncture point.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was agape enough to fit an egg, and only one thought remained in his mind—

No, Ji Zuodao, that bastard, eats so well?

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao, then at Ji Zuodao, then back at Su Xiaoxiao, then back at Ji Zuodao again, his expression as sour as if he had eaten a lemon.

On what grounds?

How come this piece of trash who was thrown away can find such a beautiful girlfriend?

Damn it, they all have the same face, how come he can't find it?

Is this fucking fair?

Wang Bing felt his mentality collapse once again.

Ji Zuodao noticed the expressions on the father and son's faces, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He pulled Su Xiaoxiao along and sat down at the table in a nonchalant manner. Then he looked up at Zhao Ya and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Auntie, do you have sweet and sour pork ribs today? I wanted to eat them yesterday."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhao Ya nodded eagerly, beaming from ear to ear. "Knowing you like it, I went out early this morning to buy a pound of pork ribs and stewed them until they're very tender. I guarantee you'll love it!"

As she spoke, she turned and walked towards the kitchen, her steps light and quick, humming a little tune. She was in an exceptionally good mood.

Wang Gang and Wang Bing sat on the sofa, looking at Zhao Ya's attentive manner, and then at Ji Zuodao sitting at the dining table like a lord. They felt a mix of emotions.

At the dinner table, Zhao Ya was incredibly enthusiastic, her chopsticks never stopping as she kept putting food into Su Xiaoxiao's bowl.

"Girl, come and try this sweet and sour pork ribs, it's my favorite."

"This steamed sea bass is also very good, it's very fresh."

"And this osmanthus cake, I made it myself, try it and see if you like it."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the mountain of food piled up in her bowl, a polite smile on her face, and responded to each dish. She ate with great elegance, chewing in small bites like a cat.

This was in stark contrast to Ji Zuodao, who was wolfing down his food with his cheeks bulging like a hamster's.

Zhao Ya became more and more satisfied as she looked at it.

She put down her chopsticks, leaned forward slightly, and with the scrutinizing curiosity typical of a mother-in-law assessing her future daughter-in-law, began to inquire: "Young lady, how old are you?"

"Auntie, I'm nineteen."

Su Xiaoxiao put down her chopsticks and answered politely, her voice soft, sweet, and pleasant to listen to.

"Nineteen is good, you're young." Zhao Ya nodded, then asked again, "Are you also a Qi cultivator?"

"Yes, Auntie, I work at Bureau 749 now. I'm Xiaodaodao's subordinate, at the Divine Power Realm."

"Divine Power Realm?"

Zhao Ya's eyes widened instantly.

She stared blankly at Su Xiaoxiao, her mouth slightly open, unable to close for a long time.

Another nineteen-year-old at the Divine Power Realm?

Are Divine Realm cultivators from Bureau 749 as common as cabbages these days? What's the wholesale price per pound? Can I give her two pounds too?

Seeing her surprised expression, Su Xiaoxiao's smile became even brighter, like a blooming peony, delicate and beautiful.

She tilted her head, her tone tinged with a hint of playfulness and smugness:

"Auntie, don't be surprised, I had no choice. There are too many vixens coveting my little secret, forty-nine of them in the office alone. If I weren't strong enough, they would have snatched it away long ago."

"Forty-nine?"

Zhao Ya's eyes widened even more.

She turned her head and looked at Ji Zuodao, who was engrossed in eating beside her, with a look of re-examination in her eyes.

Is your own son really that popular outside?

Forty-nine girls vying for him?

This market is even hotter than it was back then!

How come she didn't realize this guy had such great charm?

But then I thought about it again. My son is handsome, a Qi cultivator at the Divine Power Realm at a young age, and a section-level cadre in Bureau 749. He has a house, a car, and a government job. He's a perfect catch, so it's normal that someone would want to marry him.

The more Zhao Ya thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

Su Xiaoxiao was also good at handling things; with just a few words, she made Zhao Ya beam with joy, like a blooming peony, so radiant.

She has a sweet tongue, knows how to talk, and is tactful. She knows what to say and what not to say, what topics to talk about and what topics to avoid.

In addition, she possessed a stunningly beautiful face, and when she smiled, her eyes curved like two crescent moons, making people feel happy just by looking at her.

Zhao Ya was so charmed by her that she almost lost her bearings. She held her hand and called her "daughter" over and over again, acting as affectionately as a mother and daughter who had been separated for many years.

As they chatted, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly changed the subject and started talking about a past event.

"Auntie, speaking of which, I have a kind of fate with Xiaodaodao." Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Ji Zuodao beside her, her eyes filled with a hint of nostalgia and tenderness. "When I was little, I was hit on the head with a club and almost died. In the end, it was Xiaodaodao who saved me."

"puff--"

Ji Zuodao, who was drinking soy milk next to him, almost spat it out.

He suddenly raised his head, stared at Su Xiaoxiao, his eyes wide open, his face filled with shock and confusion.

Was he this kind-hearted when he was a child?

And you're still trying to save people?

It's good enough if they don't finish him off with a blow to the head!

and many more.

It seems he actually did fight.

That happened on Mount Ailao. He was about six or seven years old when he apparently knocked a little fox unconscious in an attempt to steal osmanthus cake and pocket money.

The little fox had bright red fur and looked quite cute.

Could it be... Su Xiaoxiao?

It can't be that much of a coincidence, can it?

Ji Zuodao turned his head away somewhat guiltily.

Didn't he get caught red-handed by the Empress back then? Why does Su Xiaoxiao think I saved her?

Oh, I get it. Your Majesty covered for me. Okay, next time Your Majesty will be allowed to take a piece of your butt.