Chapter 2032: Dad, You're Sneaking Food

Sister, quickly look over there, that person...... is that Dad?

Hearing her brother's shout, the girl first froze slightly, the motion of weaving a flower garland in her hand coming to an instant halt.

She slowly turned her head, gazing in the direction her brother pointed, but after merely a hurried glance, she quickly withdrew her gaze, without even turning her head, and firmly denied.

Impossible, Mom and Dad have already gone out traveling, and this trip will take at least several months—how could they possibly appear for no reason in this desolate Wuji Shanmai? You must be seeing things.

Having said that, she didn't even glance in that direction again, as if she were completely confident in her judgment.

However, the youth was utterly unmoved by his sister's words.

His bright eyes remained fixed on the middle-aged man gradually approaching in the distance, never wavering, his expression growing ever more resolute as he retorted.

Sis, I stake my life on it—that person is definitely Dad; I know his silhouette too well, even a distant glance lets me recognize him instantly, there's no way I could be mistaken.

Faced with her brother's such resolute attitude, the girl couldn't help but feel a hint of doubt, yet she still replied firmly.

If I said it's impossible, it's impossible; Mom and Dad should still be far away, sightseeing and exploring ancient sites—how could they suddenly appear here? Moreover, Wuji Shanmai is fraught with danger, teeming with ferocious beasts and perilous traps; even if they wanted to return, they would never choose this route. Surely you're just missing Dad so much that you're hallucinating.

Although the girl spoke confidently, for some reason, when she looked in that direction again, a strange feeling faintly welled up in her heart.

Just then, the middle-aged man seemed to notice the siblings' gaze, his steps pausing slightly before he looked over toward where they stood.

In that instant, the youth could no longer contain his excitement and shouted loudly, 'Dad——'

Amidst the noisy clamor of voices, a clear, bright voice suddenly rang out, like a stone tossed into a calm lake, instantly drawing the curious gazes of many around.

People turned toward the sound, seeing a middle-aged man standing there, his formerly nonchalant expression suddenly shifting to utter astonishment.

At the same time, the sister and brother looked in the direction of the voice; when their eyes met the middle-aged man's, the girl couldn't help but widen her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

The person before her was indeed the father she had longed for.

Since Mom and Dad left home to train, several years have already passed.

Fortunately, they kept in touch with the family at regular intervals, giving the siblings a bit of relief and preventing excessive worry.

Yet it's puzzling: Mom and Dad ought to be far away right now, so why have they appeared in Wuji Shanmai, so close to their hometown?

Compared to the siblings' full-hearted suspicion, the middle-aged man's face showed more helplessness.

After all, things have come to this; since both sides have recognized each other, especially facing his own biological son, how could he pretend not to see or hear?

Thus, he had no choice but to steel himself and step forward, speaking with a tone tinged with helplessness.

'How did you end up here?'

Upon hearing her father's question, the girl's face darkened with anger; she glared fiercely at the middle-aged man who looked somewhat guilty, let out a cold snort, and then asked in a low voice.

'Before we discuss this, shouldn't you first give us a reasonable explanation, Dad?'

Hearing this, the middle-aged man blinked, instinctively touched his nose, and stammered a reply.

'Ex... explain what?'

Seeing this, the girl raised her eyebrows and spoke louder.

'Of course you need to explain why you're here; you clearly told us you were taking Mom to travel the world, yet now you've shown up in this place.'

In the girl's beautiful eyes flashed a sharp, discerning light, as if she could see through everything.

She locked her sharp gaze onto the middle-aged man before her, like a sword piercing him, sending a chill up his spine and making his scalp tingle.

He inwardly groaned.

'Oh dear, what rotten luck—how could I run into this little ancestor in a place like this?'

You should know, ever since the girl was little, the middle-aged man has doted on her excessively, practically a devoted slave to his daughter.

Now faced with his daughter's such harsh questioning, the middle-aged man felt like a mouse stared down by a cat, at a loss what to do.

He gave an embarrassed laugh, trying to brush it off with 'This story is long to tell,' hoping to muddle through.

However, he clearly underestimated the girl's intelligence and firm resolve.

The girl remained expressionless, but her tone was icy as frost.

'It's fine, Dad; take your time speaking—we have plenty of time, we can listen to you at length.'

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but show a troubled expression, stammering as he spoke.

'Daughter, you… this makes it hard for Dad to speak up.'

The girl, however, let out a cold snort and retaliated without mercy.

'How so? Haven't you come up with an excuse yet? If you really can't, I'll give you some time to think; when you're ready, come back and fabricate lies to deceive us siblings.'

Having said that, she crossed her arms, coldly staring at the middle-aged man, as if waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.

About half a Shíchén later, inside the canteen, the youth held a large bowl, his head nearly buried in it.

And the girl was also astonished; the flavor of the food truly amazed her.

So this is the reason Mom and Dad appeared here? Entirely because of this bowl of food?

For a moment, the girl somewhat believed her dad, after all this taste explained everything, even though she usually acted like a proper young lady.

Yet tempted by such delicious food, she couldn't help but speed up, even getting oil on the corners of her mouth, with no leisure to mind it.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man beside them couldn't help but chuckle quietly; it seemed their little ancestor had also been captivated by the deliciousness.

By rights, this lass isn't so young, her beauty is heavenly fragrant, and most importantly, she seems to be about the same age as Young Master Ye.

Eh.......... Upon thinking this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up; this idea seems not bad.