Feng Qian didn’t take the horoom teacher to get her bike fixed right away. Instead, he first drove the three of them to the company and dropped Liu Xiazhi off with Liu Changqing.
Liu Changqing was already waiting at the entrance.
Perhaps because they were running later than usual today, he had been anxiously watching the road, and only when he finally saw Feng Qian’s car pull up did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Feng Qian parked the car, and Liu Changqing imdiately walked up, reaching out to open the rear door to get his daughter.
But as soon as he opened the door, he was t with an unexpected sight—a familiar face.
A quiet-looking woman, dressed conservatively, wearing glasses, with no makeup on her face, giving off a fresh and clean vibe.
It was a face that wasn’t easy to dislike.
Xu Yisheng.
His daughter's horoom teacher.
Liu Changqing had spoken with her before at school, so seeing her there wouldn’t have been surprising. But seeing her in Feng Qian’s car? That was definitely unusual.
He froze on the spot, his expression montarily blank.
The situation felt a little awkward—at least, that’s what Xu Yisheng thought. She noticed his reaction and, feeling a bit self-conscious, greeted him.
“Hello.”
“Uh… hello.”
Liu Changqing mumbled sothing unintelligible, then glanced toward the driver’s seat where Feng Qian sat.
Really, Old Feng?
He didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he helped his daughter out of the car, then turned to Feng Qian.
“Drive safely. I’ll take Xiazhi ho now.”
“Got it.”
After giving a brief nod to his daughter’s teacher, Liu Changqing closed the car door and watched as the vehicle drove off.
It wasn’t until the car completely disappeared from view that Liu Xiazhi let out a long sigh of relief, patting her chest like she had just survived a terrifying ordeal.
Liu Changqing noticed her odd behavior and raised an eyebrow.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“That scared !”
She looked up at him, eyes wide, and exclaid, “Ms. Xu is super strict! I’m so scared of her!”
“…”
Not all kids felt this way. For example, Feng Shuyan didn’t seem to be the least bit concerned.
It looked like kids who weren’t doing great in school naturally feared their teachers more.
Watching his daughter’s exaggerated reaction, Liu Changqing fell silent for a while. Then, after so thought, he reached out and patted her head.
It seed… he really needed to start paying more attention to her education.
Without saying much more, he took her hand and led her to their car, driving ho.
The mont they arrived, Liu Xiazhi wasted no ti tossing her backpack aside, turning on the TV, kicking off her slippers, and jumping onto the sofa. She sat cross-legged, remote in hand, rapidly flipping through channels.
Liu Changqing quietly observed her for a mont, then turned and walked toward his room.
Pushing the door open, he saw An Yuanyao tidying up so things.
His gaze was imdiately drawn to her, and for now, all thoughts about his daughter were set aside. Curious, he approached her and asked,
“You went out today?”
“Yeah, just bought a few things.”
As she spoke, she noticed Liu Changqing entering the room. Despite still being a bit unsteady on her feet, she walked toward a shopping bag nearby, pulled out a neatly folded shirt with the tag still attached, and held it up against him.
A satisfied expression crossed her face.
“Looks like a good fit.”
“You bought clothes?”
Muttering under his breath, Liu Changqing took the shirt from her and flipped the tag over to check the price. His eyes instantly widened.
“899?!”
That number hit him like a brick.
Even in his past life, he had never bought such expensive clothes—let alone just a single shirt!
“What the hell is this made of? Why is it so expensive?”
“Expensive?”
An Yuanyao blinked, clearly not seeing the problem.
She casually took the shirt back from him, folded it neatly, grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk, and snipped the tag off.
Then, without a second thought, she tossed it into the trash.
“As long as it fits, that’s all that matters. I also bought you shoes and a belt… I originally wanted to get you a watch too, but I didn’t have enough cash on at the ti.”
“Hold on a second!”
Liu Changqing quickly interrupted her, rushing over to the shopping bag and rummaging through it.
Most of the items were n’s clothing—jackets, pants, shoes, belts… a lot of things.
Just from the brand logos on the bags, he could already tell that this shopping spree had cost a small fortune.
Although money wasn’t a major issue for him right now, saving was a virtue. As a proud son of China, Liu Changqing firmly believed that there was no need to spend so much on clothes.
But then, he suddenly realized—An Yuanyao had used her own money for this.
Since the day they t, she had never once asked him for a single cent.
Quietly standing up from his crouched position, Liu Changqing looked at her puzzled expression, thought for a mont, then asked,
“Why did you buy so much?”
“I was organizing the closet and noticed you didn’t have any autumn clothes. It’s still warm now, but it won’t stay that way for long. Buying them now or later makes no difference, so I figured I might as well get them now.”
She finished folding the shirt and gently placed it on the bed before continuing,
“Besides… you need to dress properly when you go to business etings.”
“…”
For so reason, hearing those words sent a warm feeling through Liu Changqing’s chest.
He looked at her back as she continued tidying up.
Then, he stepped forward and gently wrapped his arms around her.
Surprised by the sudden embrace, An Yuanyao froze for a mont, standing up straight. Just as she was about to say sothing, Liu Changqing’s voice reached her ears.
“Thank you.”
She paused, then slowly relaxed.
Reaching up, she lightly stroked his cheek, smiling as she replied,
“There’s nothing to thank for. Just… treat well in return.”
She hesitated for a mont, then rephrased,
“No, actually, you don’t have to treat extra well. Just… stay with , like this.”
“Mm…”
“Of course…”
She slowly turned around, so they were now face to face.
Wrapping her arms around his waist, she looked up at him with a playful smile.
“And if you do ever dare to betray …”
She raised a hand, ford a pair of scissors with her fingers, and made a quick snipping motion.
"Snip."
Liu Changqing stared at her, montarily stunned.
Smiling sweetly, An Yuanyao added,
“You do understand, don’t you?”
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