CHAPTER 97: FATHER

Lu Qingyan followed the topic and asked, "What are you talking about? How come I don’t understand?"

Wang Jingyuan didn’t respond.

Immediately afterward, Lu Qingyan, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly noticed that the drizzling rain falling on her face seemed to have lessened and a shadow appeared over her head.

She was faintly startled and raised her head to look up.

She saw that at some unknown time, Wang Jingyuan had arrived next to her and held a black umbrella above her head. He looked down at her with some arrogance.

His appearance had always appeared cold, and when he looked down at her like this, it gave Lu Qingyan an oppressive feeling of being caged.

A drop of water fell onto his eyelashes and they trembled lightly in response, "There is a third option."

He faintly spun the umbrella handle and a few drops of water twirled on the surface of the umbrella in response before falling down. His low voice came from under the umbrella, "Call me something that’s pleasant to hear and if my mood improves, I might just send you back."

Lu Qingyan was stunned for a moment.

Handsome?

Male god?

Top student?

Lu Qingyan couldn’t think of an example, so she raised her eyes and asked, "...such as?"

Wang Jingyuan appeared to have thought about it for a moment and seemingly also failed to think of something.

Wang Jingyuan tapped his finger against the umbrella handle, appearing thoughtful. And then he casually dropped a bomb like it meant nothing "Just: call me Father."

Lu Qingyan: "..."

Did she hear that right?

Call him what???

Was this a scam?

Just call me...

Father???

Lu Qingyan simply found it unfathomable. Did this person really believe that she was like Peng Jianda, a person without shame who went around calling everyone Dad??

She widened her eyes and refuted, "Do you think this word can be said so casually? I’m telling you, even if I have to become a drowned rat today or camp out at school, I will not—"

Before she could finish her brave declaration, Wang Jingyuan made a move.

Lu Qingyan heard Wang Jingyuan lazily respond with an "oh," and then saw his foot move. He took a step forward, his attitude was as if he was about to leave without looking back.

He tilted the umbrella back over his own head like a heartless aristocrat watching a peasant beg for scraps.

A gust of wind blew rain across her face again.

Lu Qingyan gritted her teeth, her face darkened like the overcast sky.

He had only taken a second step, when a faintly aggrieved sound came from behind—

"Father."

Wang Jingyuan general features appeared careless.

He blinked slowly, his breath stuttering for just a millisecond. His hand subtly reached up to touch his earlobe.

Soft. Warm. She was too unaware of what she’d just done.

When he looked sideways, he saw the girl who was originally squatting on the ground, look at him with a pair of round apricot eyes. Her two hands supported her chin and her face was one of extreme unwillingness, as if she had been greatly wronged.

It was honestly... adorable.

The corners of Wang Jingyuan’s mouth lifted slightly.

When he saw her like this, his originally gloomy mood dissipated a little bit. He moved the umbrella slightly to cover half of her body and then leaned over to continue to tease her, "What did you say? I didn’t hear it."

Lu Qingyan gnashed her teeth in anger. She abruptly stood up and said directly into his ear, "Fa-ther!"

After she finished, she took a deep breath, and as if she suddenly got used to this nickname, she added expressionlessly, "Can father take me home now?"

Lu Qingyan was angry to the point that when she stood up just now, she didn’t even notice how her lips had brushed against Wang Jingyuan earlobe.

The youth lowered his eyes to look at her for a moment as his long fingers caressed his earlobes, recalling the soft and hot touch. He faintly pursed his lips.

Then he regained his originally lazy and careless expression and responded, "Let’s go, good daughter."

Lu Qingyan: "..."

If she had a bottle of soy sauce right now, she would’ve smashed it over his head.

How childish is this person?

How childish??

He’s simply incomprehensible!!"

Did he really think that just because she called him father, she was now his daughter?

Then if she were to call him husband, wouldn’t she become his wife?

Because it was extremely difficult to get a taxi at this time, Lu Qingyan decided to directly take the subway back.

Fortunately, the rain was rather light on the way to the subway station from the school.

However, at this time, there were a lot of people waiting for the subway, so Lu Qingyan and Wang Jingyuan had to wait a long time before they found one that they could squeeze into.

When Lu Qingyan had gotten onto the subway, she originally wanted to check her phone, but who would’ve expected that it was so crowded that it was extremely difficult to even raise her hand.

Nope.

No space to even lift her elbow.

She gave up and just sighed in defeat.

Since raising a hand had become such a challenging task, Lu Qingyan could only retrieve her hand and obediently stand as a result.

After a moment, Lu Qingyan noticed an obese, middle-aged man beside her that kept trying to squeeze towards her.

He kept shifting sideways, inching closer and closer—until she felt his arm brush her side.

Lu Qingyan’s face immediately darkened.

She frowned and took a step towards Wang Jingyuan. She also gave the middle-aged man a look of warning.

But when the middle-age man noticed that she didn’t speak, he seemed to want to stick himself to her bit by bit, and even his hands weren’t very honest.

Lu Qingyan was at the end of her patience and raised her voice, "Uncle, can you stop squeezing your way over?"