With that, the young Alpha switched the call to speakerphone and turned to Xiao Shuqing. “Professor Xiao, Dad snapped his key off inside the lock, so we need to call someone to open it. Do we call 110?”
The man looked up. “Yes, dialing 110 works perfectly. They will recommend a certified locksmith. Those technicians are registered with the public security bureau, so it’s very safe. Are you busy? If you aren’t, I can drive you over to supervise. If your workload is too heavy, I can just go over and handle it myself.”
The boy looked back at his computer screen, which was packed with lines of code, and then at the mountain of unread messages on his work apps.
His eyebrows knitted into a tight knot.
With one look, Xiao Shuqing could tell the kid was completely swamped, rushing to meet deadlines with the May Day holiday and a new project colliding all at once.
He simply stood up and reached for the car keys by the entrance. “It’s fine, keep working. Just send me the location and I’ll head over.”
“There’s no need to trouble yourself, Professor Xiao. I think Dad should be able to handle it himself.” Siyuan said hesitantly, before weakly asking the person on the line, “Dad, could you perhaps?”
The voice on the other end cut him off instantly. “No, Daddy cannot.”
“Oh, alright, forget it, forget it—I’m laying my cards on the table. Daddy just wanted an excuse to stay over at your place for a night! I only made up that silly story because I was afraid you newlyweds would find me a nuisance.”
Xiao Shuqing: “?”
Though he had no idea what scheme this foxy father was cooking up this time, he could only offer a helpless, acquiescent reply. “We’re all family. You can just come straight over.”
Because the phone was on speaker, the sentence traveled instantly across the network.
An ecstatic exclamation echoed from the device: “Wonderful! I’ll go pack my things then. I’ll make cheese fondue for you two tonight!”
“Thank you,” Xiao Shuqing replied politely.
However.
The moment this gorgeous, wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing father arrived wheeling a compact, exquisite suitcase.
He took a delicate sniff of the air, and the very first words out of his mouth were: “My, the air is certainly fresh. Is Yuanyuan all better now?”
Xiao Shuqing: “?”
He knew it. The man definitely had an ulterior motive.
Xiao Shuqing couldn’t quite fathom the sequence of events, but Yu Siyuan understood it with terrifying clarity.
Because right after hanging up the phone earlier, he had specifically checked the messages his father had sent, only to discover that his dad had entirely engineered the situation:
Dad: Little pup, how are things going with Shuqing? You definitely haven’t cuddled yet, have you?
Dad: Daddy thought of a solution! [White fox thinking.jpg]
Dad: In a moment, I’ll lie and say I forgot my keys. Just play along and tell me to come over to your place first, then I’ll use the opportunity to stay the night. I recall you only have two bedrooms, right? [Fox smile.jpg]
Only then did he realize that his father’s visit was entirely calculated to force him and Professor Xiao into sharing a single bedroom tonight!
And now, his dad was shamelessly using his privacy screen to text him right in front of Xiao Shuqing.
Every time a message sent with a sharp swoosh, Siyuan’s phone screen would light up. And with every flash of light, his heart seemed to leap up another centimeter, threatening to jump right out of his throat!
Dad: Sweetheart, Daddy is here to give you a wing-man boost!
Siyuan: Dad, stop texting! Professor Xiao is literally standing right in front of you!
Dad: Relax, he can’t see the screen.
Siyuan: But don’t text right in front of his face either! [Duck carrying a massive pear/burden.jpg]
Dad: He’s looking at you right now. [Fox peeking out.jpg]
Yu Siyuan: !!!
With a violent thwack, he slammed his phone face-down onto the table.
The slap was so loud it caused Saisa to shudder, his twin, dark grape-like eyes darting over toward him in alarm.
It wasn’t just the large dog.
When Siyuan looked up, he realized that Professor Xiao standing by the door, along with his own father—a grand total of six eyes—were all staring directly at him.
Desperately trying to dodge their gazes, he scratched his head. “Ah, my colleagues are being so annoying. They can’t even handle a minor issue like this and have to come ask me. It’s so frustrating.”