He resignedly said, "Only my little aunt and I..."

Just before getting off the bus, Yu Chaoxian pressed down on the back of Yu Tang's neck and kissed her again. Unlike the fiery passion that had surged up earlier, this kiss was gentle and tender, lasting for a long time.

Yu Chao opened his eyes first, but she closed them because of the kiss.

He gently touched her relaxed brow with his fingertips, and Yu Tang quietly opened her eyes. Their eyes met silently at a very close distance, their breaths still mingling.

Yu Tang's hand was still on his leg, her fingertips accidentally touching the pistol in his pocket. She didn't react much and even helped to hide the exposed gun handle, completely unaware that Yu Chaoxian's smile had deepened above her head.

Yu Tang has gradually become accustomed to him and everything about him without being influenced by him.

"What's wrong?" Yu Tang wondered why he suddenly looked at her without saying anything.

Yu Chaoxian tidied Yu Tang's slightly disheveled collar and hair again: "Let's go."

Seeing the two of them get out of the car, Chen Diao returned to his car to wait, not daring to come out and make his presence known at this time.

Vivian was already standing at the door, ready to greet them. The McCarthys behind her exchanged a helpless glance and shook their heads. They only had this one daughter; what could they, as parents, do if she liked it? They could only let her be.

Mrs. McCarthy hoped her daughter would get what she wanted, but she knew that love was never fair.

It's not that if one person likes someone, the other must reciprocate. Mrs. McCarthy, being perceptive, had already discerned that Yu Chaoxian didn't have any special feelings for Vivian. However, her daughter was at the age where her heart was fluttering with romantic feelings, and she was completely devoted to Yu Chaoxian. As a mother, she could only secretly pray that if they were truly not meant to be, Vivian wouldn't be too heartbroken.

When Vivian saw Yu Tang and Yu Chaoxian coming together, she looked them up and down, a little confused as to why Yu Chaoxian was with Yu Tang. She asked, puzzled, "Brother Yu, why are you with Tang? Do you know each other?"

Feeling guilty, Yu Tang immediately shook off Yu Chaoxian's hand behind her: "Vivian, I forgot to introduce you. Yu Chaoxian is my nephew, and I am his aunt. I met him on my way back just now and found out that he is the guest you said came to visit your house."

Yu Chaoxian glanced down at her, scoffed, and realized she hadn't hesitated at all. She continued to define their relationship as that of aunt and niece.

Vivian had no suspicions whatsoever: "I see! No wonder you all share the surname Yu."

She affectionately took Yu Tang's arm, "So, Tang, you and Brother Yu really do look quite alike."

Yu Tang glanced at Yu Chaoxian and found that the other was staring at her with a half-smile. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "Maybe, there is a bit of a resemblance."

Yu Chaoxian raised an eyebrow: "Really? Auntie, isn't it said that nephews resemble their aunts? This one is more than just a little bit like her."

Yu Tang, standing beside him, secretly tugged at his sleeve, and Yu Chaoxian knew that this was her way of begging for mercy.

Weiwei adopted a caring attitude towards Yu Tang: "By the way, Tang, are you hungry? Daddy still has to talk to Brother Yu about something, so lunch won't be ready for a while. Why don't you come to my room and sit for a bit, and have some biscuits?"

Yu Tang looked up at Yu Chaoxian and asked softly, "Can I go play with Vivian?"

Yu Chaoxian ruffled her hair. "Go ahead."

He then told the servant who came to receive the gift, "Give her a glass of juice, without ice."

Vivian watched silently. It seemed that Brother Yu cared a lot about his aunt Yu Tang. After all, they were related by blood, so it was normal for him to pay special attention to her. It seemed that she should try to build a good relationship with Yu Tang. With this relationship with Yu Tang, it would be much easier to see Yu Chaoxian in the future.

After Yu Tang politely greeted the McCarthys, she followed Vivian into the room.

Mr. McCarthy was in England for a weekend getaway because his daughter is studying at university in London. Knowing that Mr. Yu had been frequently visiting England recently, he arranged this meeting.

Seeing the little girl beside Yu Chaoxian, MacArthur thought it was quite a strange thing that Yu Chaoxian would bring his aunt along. However, since she was Yu Chaoxian's aunt, he naturally couldn't neglect her. Mrs. MacArthur took the pre-baked cookies upstairs.

What we ate for lunch wasn't important; what mattered was discussing drones.

In the current battlefield, tanks and armored vehicles are no longer of use. Now, drones equipped with radar are used for reconnaissance, which can not only reduce casualties but also carry out bombing missions.

Yu Chaoxian had already foreseen that the era of machine killing had arrived. The drones he was developing at his company in Virginia were ready for battlefield deployment; now it was time to showcase these drones to various countries.

In the study, the television news was broadcasting. Recently, relations between Greece and Erdogan have been tense due to territorial disputes, with frequent minor clashes. Greek army troops have begun to assemble along the ceasefire line between the two countries, and war is imminent.

McCarthy, puffing on a cigar, turned off the TV and poured Yu Chaoxian a glass of whiskey, who was sitting on the sofa opposite him. "This bidding conference will be held at the British Embassy in Erguotou. Erguotou's goal is to introduce UAV drones into their country."

Yu Chaoxian's guess was correct; this bidding conference, orchestrated by the Americas, was indeed taking place in Britain, given the Americas' public image as a neutral nation. Although Britain had once been glorious, known as the "empire on which the sun never sets," and possessed numerous colonies in Florida and India, unfortunately, the British cabinet now listens to the American White House.

Therefore, the Americas did not get involved and dragged the British into it.

Yu Chaoxian had no interest in politics, only ambitions for business expansion: America had previously sold drones to Greece, which Ireland strongly opposed, accusing America of involvement in the war among the five major allied nations. To appease Ireland and demonstrate its neutrality, America decided to hold a bidding process at the Irish embassy to quell the dispute. However, the American government couldn't directly intervene, as that would confirm its involvement in the conflict, so it needed to rely on arms dealers; hence, the general approached me.

McCarthy knew he couldn't hide it from Yu Chaoxian. He had already planned to profit from it, so he didn't bother with any pretense. Besides, in front of Yu Chaoxian, no amount of concealment could hide anything.

"The current problem is that TaukUAV, a company based in England, is also planning to compete. Given the private connections between Erguo and England, the chances of the Yu family winning the bid are not optimistic. However, I can try to help you."

Yu Chaoxian swirled the glass of whiskey. Ice cubes floated in the amber-colored whiskey, and condensed water droplets slid down the glass and landed on his well-defined fingers.

This wine has passed its optimal drinking experience.

Yu Chaoxian put down his wine glass and smiled. "Then I'll have to trouble you, General." Yu Chaoxian clearly understood McCarthy's unspoken meaning: he just wanted to extract more benefits, otherwise he would have recommended local British drone manufacturers to the American government.

The collaboration between McCarthy and Yu Chaoxian was a mutually beneficial choice. McCarthy received high kickbacks, while Yu Chaoxian gained access to the drone market. McCarthy was an extremely cautious man, but because Yu Chaoxian had once saved his life, and because his daughter Vivian was infatuated with him, he naturally preferred to win Yu Chaoxian over first.

But in Yu Chaoxian's view, all the current cooperation is nothing more than a business deal. They come together for profit, and they can also part ways for profit.

McCarthy was well aware that Yu Chaoxian always kept his boundaries clear, so he extended an olive branch to Yu Chaoxian: "Yu, I only have this one daughter, and Vivian only has eyes for you. If Yu and my daughter are together in the future, we will be family. I will definitely do my best to help your business in the future."

This is an irresistible temptation for anyone; if you become his son-in-law, he can even support your political career in the future.

Yu Chaoxian's face was half-hidden in shadow as he swept his gaze over with a half-smile. McCarthy met his gaze and felt an almost tangible sense of oppression, not a violent threat, but the natural control and scrutiny of someone in a superior position.

McCarthy heard Yu Chaoxian speak clearly.

He said, "Only my aunt is part of my family."

Now that things had come to this, how could McCarthy not understand Yu Chaoxian's rejection? He had no time for childish romance; a more important plan was brewing within him. McCarthy was actively preparing to run for governor in the next election. This election was destined to require enormous financial support, and Yu Chaoxian naturally became his key target for winning him over.

The party has already nominated two final candidates: Republican McCarthy and Democrat Jeffries. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the next governor of California will be one of them.

This is why McCarthy desperately needs to solidify his relationship with Yu Chaoxian. Elections are expensive campaigns, and he cannot do without Yu Chaoxian's financial support.

Just then, their daughter Vivian came to invite them to eat. Vivian said sweetly, "Daddy, let's talk later. Mommy has already prepared lunch. You're not hungry, but Brother Yu should eat too. How can we talk on an empty stomach?"

Vivian appeared to be talking to her father, but her eyes kept drifting towards Yu Chaoxian; the girl's thoughts were almost overflowing.

“As expected, daughters grow up and leave home,” McCarthy teased. Six months later, he was still testing Yu Chaoxian’s attitude. “Yu, my daughter is always thinking about you. If she wasn’t worried about you going hungry, she would never have thought to call this old man for a meal.”

Caught off guard, Vivian said angrily, "Dad, you're talking nonsense again. I care about Brother Yu and I care about you too!" Although she said this, she couldn't help but secretly glance at Yu Chaoxian, wanting to know what his attitude towards her was.

Yu Tang, who had been pulled along by Vivian, stood at the doorway, behaving herself and not coming in.

Upon seeing her, Yu Chaoxian's gaze suddenly relaxed on the sofa. He casually crossed his long legs, a cigarette between his fingers, and looked at her through the swirling smoke, exuding a nonchalant, lazy, and wicked aura.

Yu Tang looked at this person and saw that he was acting like a big shot while visiting someone else's house, as if he was about to call out to her, "Yu Tang, bring me my lighter."

He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, ignoring the conversation between the father and daughter, and walked straight to his aunt by the door.

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Author's Note: I updated a little less today; I was rushing to catch a flight and didn't have time to revise the text.