Quick Transmigration: So the Green Tea Sister Stole the Male Lead

"I'll do it."

Seeing his daughter start to act cute and silly while drunk, Zhou Xu couldn't help but soften his heart and decided to play the role of a loving father by taking You Fu home.

"What are you doing here?" Zhou Yan coldly rebuked. "You should be protecting You Yirou."

You Yirou smiled and shook her head. Although she was a little dizzy, she wasn't drunk.

Zhou Xu cautiously asked her, "Yi Rou, may I take you home?"

Leaving aside his younger brother, who had been pursuing his wife for ten years without success, and ignoring the old couple's entanglements, Zhou Yan helped You Fu up, his usually serious and stern handsome face unusually gentle: "Uncle will take you home."

"Uncle, let me do it." Cen Fang was dressed formally today, which was rare for him. His hairstyle was exactly the same as when he first met You Fu when he was a child. He was less casual than usual and more calm and reserved.

"Uncle, you should rest. Let us young people handle this kind of thing." Gu Yibo was not about to let Cen Fang take the initiative. He still wanted to make a good impression on the elder You Fu, but little did he know that with his low emotional intelligence, his words sounded like a provocation.

As soon as Gu Yibo approached, Zhou Yan grabbed his elbow and pushed him away effortlessly.

Holding his aching arm, Gu Yibo stared wide-eyed at his blue eyes, pouting pitifully.

Why is he disciplining a child? This uncle seems to have violent tendencies.

Zhou Yan: "I'm sorry, I'm not at the age where I need to rest yet, and you're past the age where you need to be defered to."

Gu Yibo: "..."

What a petty uncle!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, He Qingsong gently touched Youfu's hand and said, "Let me take you back, Fufu."

How could Cen Fang possibly let him have his way? "I don't need you."

Siwu casually walked around to Yuf's side: "Yuf, do you need any help?"

Only Cen Rang crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and remained a bystander.

He neither competes nor fights, because he knows—

"I don't want you!"

When Yuf gets willful, she can be quite spoiled. Her voice, soft and sticky from drinking too much, goes, "I want Uncle to carry me."

Cen Rang then, under the gaze of everyone, casually half-squatted down in front of You Fu: "Come on up, you little rascal."

Yu Fu chuckled and jumped onto his back. Cen Rang hooked his forearm around her leg, his fingers slightly clenched into a fist with his palm facing upward.

The back of her skirt was long and loose, trailing almost to the ground.

Zhou Yan suppressed his displeasure with Cen Rang and followed behind, gently lifting the lower part of her skirt.

Yuf was dozing off on Cenjang's back.

"You can't even hold your liquor, yet you still drink," Cen Rang mocked. "One glass of champagne or half a glass of white wine and you're already drunk."

Yuf corrected, "I drank several glasses, it's more than that."

Cen Rang: "Does just finishing each cup count as one cup?"

Cen Rang planned to take You Fu to the newly built manor, which was his birthday gift to her. The manor also had a small ranch with beautiful little sheep and gentle, adorable calves.

Cen Rang still remembered the time when Zhou Yan took You Fu to the ranch.

And Yuf said she liked her uncle.

He had to give Yuf a better one, to replace Zhou Yan's memory.

The two elders, skilled in business warfare, always resort to the most childish tactics to scheme against each other in front of Yuf.

Whatever you give me, I'll give you something even better.

Yuf mumbled dazedly, "Uncle Rangrang, you didn't say anything to me today."

Getting drunk on my first time drinking is something worth mentioning.

Cen Rang: "You're an adult now, so there are some things I won't restrict you from doing anymore. But be careful when you're out having fun."

Yu Fu chuckled and bumped Cen Rang's head with her fluffy hair: "I only drank it when Mom and you were both there."

"It wouldn't happen outside."

"But it's safe to be with Uncle Rang."

Cen Rang always thought he had gotten used to You Fu's sweet words from time to time.

But every time, she still manages to strike a chord with my heart from an unexpected angle.

Cen Rang: "Yes, you'll always be safe with me."

He lifted the child off his shoulders; she kept sliding down. "Have you gained weight?"

Zhou Yan: "If you can't carry her, then let me do it. What excuse are you making? Where is Youfu fat?"

Suddenly, a hat appeared and kept Cen Rang warm.

Thankfully, Yuf was already asleep, otherwise she would have bothered him again.

Cen Rang breathed a sigh of relief.

Cen Rang lowered his voice: "I'm not going to argue with you. Anyway, she always chooses me over her, so it's normal for you to be resentful."

Zhou Yan softened his voice: "So what? When you die one day, Youfu won't need to be chosen anymore."

Because only my eldest uncle is left.

Cen Rang: "It was definitely the right decision that You Fu didn't grow up in the Zhou family."

Otherwise, Zhou Yan will eventually turn this arrogant brat into a member of the mafia.