A Pretty Little Brat in a Wealthy Family

Meng Yue'an, the seventh young master of the wealthy Zhao family in Beijing, was born with a face so seductive it could lead anyone astray, and a natural playboy through and through.

Though he was officially one of the young masters, he was actually adopted by the old master of the Zhao family.

Before she died, the old madam taught him that if he wanted to keep his wealth and privilege for life, he should be an idle young master and never dream of fighting his uncles and cousins for power.

Meng Yue'an took her words to heart and even engraved "idle young master" on his forehead.

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The one thing the Zhao family patriarch dreaded most was his children and grandchildren fighting for power before he was dead.

His three handsome grandsons were close in age, and before long, all three were in their twenties.

Young men were full of energy. There was no way they wouldn't fight.

They could glare at one another across the dinner table over a single business deal.

The old-fashioned Zhao patriarch arranged blind dates with suitable families for his eldest grandsons.

The second and third sons had both gone on their dates.

Only the eldest, Zhao Jingyuan, first refused to go, then disappeared on the day of his blind date.

One day, at dinner.

Grandpa Zhao was so angry that he told his son to rein in his grandson, insisting that Zhao Jingyuan meet the daughter of an old family friend.

Zhao Jingyuan, who had been eating, set down his chopsticks and elegantly wiped his long fingers with a napkin.

Grandpa Zhao was already getting angry. "What does that mean?"

Quite a few members of the family were discreetly watching his every move.

Some were practically hoping the old man would fly into a rage and kick the heir apparent out of the family.

Only Meng Yue'an kept sipping his soup, paying no attention.

Zhao Jingyuan's gaze swept over Meng Yue'an's slender, scallion-like fingers as they held his bowl and spoon. He set down the napkin and said to the old man, "I've got a young lover on the side."

Grandpa Zhao had kept young lovers himself, causing endless family trouble.

He hated the idea of his children and grandchildren doing the same, and glared furiously.

Several elders scolded him. "Jingyuan! Don't upset your grandfather!"

"Jingyuan, if you don't want to go on the blind date, don't make things up."

Holding his jade-colored chopsticks, Meng Yue'an deftly picked up a golden ginkgo nut from the porcelain plate. Happy, he couldn't help smiling with his thin lips.

Zhao Jingyuan had already stood up, one hand resting on the back of his chair. From the corner of his eye, he saw Meng Yue'an enjoying himself, and his surging anger subsided, leaving him even more furious than the old man.

Late at night.

Meng Yue'an was pinned to the bed, a man's angry voice in his ear.

"Are your ears so useless that you can't hear a thing about me?"

Meng Yue'an whimpered and wrapped his arms around him. His thin lips, with their prominent cupid's bow, licked the man's earlobe like a cat. "Shh, don't say something so distant in such a sexy voice at a time like this."

The man: "...You heartless, impossible-to-tame brat!"

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