Chapter 031: Views on Love

Ma You trusted his instincts. The moment he saw Wang Bo, he felt a sense of familiarity, and as time passed, this feeling only grew stronger instead of fading.

So Ma You felt that the person before him was his own younger brother.

Even if he doesn't admit it, the bloodline is in his body.

He believed that if his mother saw Wang Bo, she would definitely recognize him as her own son.

Moreover, Ma You saw that his younger brother seemed very resistant to going to the hospital for a check-up, so he politely declined Uncle Tang's suggestion. He felt that the reason his brother was resistant was probably because he didn't want to acknowledge their family.

This is only human nature.

After all, he had grown up without worries about food or clothing, happily and carefree.

And as for his younger brother... he had already learned from Uncle Tang that his brother had been adopted by a dancing girl as a child, drifting through society. Now that he had money, he was long accustomed to living alone, so being forced to acknowledge his family would surely make him resistant.

So Ma You felt that he shouldn't force his younger brother to undergo any examinations; instead, he should give his brother time to accept Ma You and his family.

If Wang Bo knew what Ma You was thinking, he would surely sigh that, as expected of someone in the arts, his heart was truly delicate.

But he would also tell Ma You.

He was wrong.

The reason Wang Bo resisted going to the hospital for a checkup was not that he opposed acknowledging kinship, but rather that it wasn't a matter of acknowledging kinship at all. He knew better than anyone that he had taken Wanming's place, but he was not Wanming.

If they did the test, the result would be one hundred percent that they are not a family.

These people had barely managed to emerge from the shadow of losing their families, and Wang Bo did not want to give them hope only to plunge them into despair again, because that would be too cruel.

So Wang Bo had made up his mind, absolutely refusing to admit that he and Ma You were a family.

Although it was a bit cold-hearted, at least it spared the other party from experiencing the grief of losing something after having regained it.

Judging from Ma You's face, his parents were already quite old and would not be able to withstand such a blow.

So upon hearing Ma You's remarks, Wang Bo said noncommittally, "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Ma You. If you happen to be wrong, it will be very awkward."

Ma You smiled slightly and said gently and elegantly, "My intuition tells me that I won't be mistaken."

"That's not necessarily true."

Old Man Tang quickly said from the side, "The two of you look exactly alike, so I also think it's impossible to make a mistake."

Wang Bo looked calm and noncommittal.

Anyway, he would not admit it.

Old Tang, seeing the atmosphere a bit awkward, shifted his eyes slightly and spoke up: "Alright, let's leave it at that. Whether you are brothers or not, I won't say more—I'll leave it for you to judge for yourselves."

Ma You nodded, feeling that pushing the other party too hard was not good and that he should give them space to think.

Putting myself in his shoes, if this had happened to me, I would have found it hard to accept as well.

"Uncle Tang is right. You should think this over carefully." He paused, then took out a few sect tokens from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"These are tickets to my concert. The reason I came to Hong Kong Island this time is that I was invited to hold a concert here. If you're interested, feel free to bring your friends along."

Wang Bo didn't stand on ceremony either and put away the tickets. "Alright, if I have time, I'll definitely come to show my support."

“Thank you.”

"You're welcome."

"Then we have things to do, so we'll take our leave first. If there's time, I'll come find you again." Ma You said this, extending his right hand toward Wang Bo.

Wang Bo extended his hand and shook Ma You's hand. Since entering, Ma You had been gentle throughout, never once losing his temper. Wang Bo rather appreciated someone with such a good temper.

Old Tang quickly stopped Ma You, "Don't go yet, don't go yet. Your matter is resolved, but mine is not. Stay here and bear witness."

“Me?” Ma You pointed at himself and asked, puzzled, “Witness what?”

Old Tang made Ma You sit down, then turned to Wang Bo and said, "I'll take the liberty of calling you nephew. What exactly happened between you and my daughter? She was fine when you went out yesterday, but before long she came back, locked herself in her room, and didn't say a word. Today, if I hadn't pleaded with her several times, she wouldn't have opened the door."

"Nephew, I only have this one precious daughter. Can't you be a little more considerate of her? Did you two quarrel yesterday? If my daughter was being unreasonable, I would scold her immediately. But if you made a small mistake, nephew, or there was a little misunderstanding, could you, for my sake, say something nice to her?"

Wang Bo listened and couldn't help but look at Tang Xin.

Tang Xin still did not say a word, as if from the moment she entered, she had been trying to make herself invisible.

Wang Bo withdrew his gaze and said to Old Uncle Tang, "Uncle Tang, you've misunderstood. In fact, the two of us didn't participate yesterday; it's just that there was a slight discrepancy in our views on love."

"View of love?" Ma You asked curiously.

Wang Bo said, "Tang Xin's view of love is one man, one wife, growing old together, and treating each other with the utmost respect."

"What's wrong with that?" Ma You thought this was perfectly normal.

"That's right, not a single problem. Actually, the one with the problem is me." Wang Bo said bluntly: "My view on love is... I must marry several women as wives in this lifetime."

Ma You: ...

Old Man Tang: ...

"No, no way, your view of love is too twisted." Ma You coughed and said, "This is a new society, not the old era. Your view of love is too outdated."

Wang Bo said, “I know my view of love is outdated, even out of step with this era, but I made up my mind long ago: in this life, I want to marry several wives. If you ask me to marry Tang Xin, I can do it—I can even promise to treat her well for a lifetime—but making me stay with Tang Xin alone for the rest of my life, I cannot do.”

Having said this, Wang Bo looked at Tang Xin and said, "Miss Tang Xin probably cannot accept my view of love, so we parted on bad terms."

Old Man Tang listened, then said expressionlessly, "Wanming, come with me for a moment."

With that, he walked into the kitchen.

Wang Bo nodded and said to Ma You and Tang Xin, "Wait a moment."

Then he followed Uncle Tang into the kitchen.

Old Man Tang pulled Wang Bo close, put an arm around his shoulder, and lowered his voice. "Nephew, I'll be honest with you: your idea is every man's dream. What man doesn't want three wives and four concubines, a house full of them?"

Wang Bo had expected the other party to scold him, but never imagined they would say such words.

This surprised Wang Bo.