Upon seeing Huo Ci leave, Su Xiyin asked, âHubby, donât you think Sheng Sheng has a lot on her mind ever since she came back? She doesnât even seem to enjoy her meals anymore, and she doesnât smile much.â
âNo, isnât my good grandchild fine?â Huo Xiao, who had not noticed anything, comforted her. âYouâre overthinking. Donât let your imagination run wild.â
Su Xiyin did not reply, but she was deep in thought. Could Ling Sheng have fallen out of love and broken up with Third Master Jun? She had not called him, nor had she gone out. She had been cooped up at home all day, so Su Xiyin had gone out to fetch Xiaoqi. The rest of the time, she had either been in her room watching movies or chatting with her family.
It was good that they had broken up, but she was afraid that the breakup wasnât clean. If the relationship soured further, she would suffer.
At ten oâclock in the evening, there were not many people in the neighborhood. Only cars drove by occasionally.
Huo Ci searched for a long time before he saw a figure on the square of the district. She was wobbling about, and when she started paddling, the front of the bicycle tilted. She lost her balance and fell to the ground. His anger rose as he stared at her clothes.
That brat!
Was she courting death? How dare she learn how to ride a bicycle in his fencing outfit?
Did she know that it had been custom-made by him? Could she pay for it if she damaged it?
When Ling Sheng fell to the ground, she subconsciously ducked. She did not let the bicycle hit her. She could not help but sigh over how nice her clothes were. It did not hurt when she fell, but the outfit was a little big.
Huo Ci walked up to her and looked down at her. He gritted his teeth and smiled at her. âAre these clothes nice to wear?â
Ling Sheng did not say they were alright, but her eyes widened in shock. When she saw the person who had suddenly appeared in front of her, her scalp went numb and she greeted him with a smile. âFather, you came to find me. Iâll be home soon.â
âIâm asking you about the clothes!â Huo Ci looked at the clothes she was wearing, which were a few sizes bigger. She was like a child stealing an adultâs clothes. It was hilarious.
âThe clothes are alright. Iâll wash them for you when I get back.â Ling Sheng continued trying to please him. When she saw that he was silent, her face darkened and she felt extremely guilty. âIâll buy you an identical set when I get paid!â
Upon seeing that she had something on her mind, Huo Ci suppressed the anger in his heart and let out a cold snort before he growled. âGet up! Youâre dirty!â
Ling Sheng got up in a flurry and gave him a silly smile. âGo back first. Iâll come back after practicing for a while.â
She had taken a liking to an urban mystery drama and felt that it was not bad. The theme was very novel. The female lead was a police officer, and her character was very three-dimensional. She was made of flesh and blood and had an independent personality and a strong sense of justice.
The script started with the female lead chasing thieves on a bicycle and helping passers-by get back their wallets and catch the thieves. Since she did not know how to ride a bicycle, she had gone out to learn.
Ling Sheng had not expected that Huo Ci would not leave. She stood aside and watched as he took out a cigarette and lit it. His actions were yuppie-like.
She had not seen her father smoke before, so she could only lament. Some people were so good-looking that even when they were smoking, they were more eye-catching than others.
After two minutes of silence, Huo Ciâs angry, exasperated bellow rang out.
âLeft side, left side!â
âStay on the right! Keep your balance. Sit up straight!â
âKeep cycling! Do you have a pigâs brain? Move your legs. If you wonât even move your legs, why are you riding a bike? Youâve stopped!â
âF*ck, why did I give birth to a fool like you? You canât even balance your body. Why are you shaking? Are you suffering from hyperactivity? Turn right!â