Chapter 60: Come Home With Me Tonight

“Really?” Qu Wannian doubted his daughter’s words.

Since she’d said it, she might as well see it through… Qu Tuotuo bit her lip and nodded.

“Yeah, really!”

Qu Wannian saw that his daughter didn’t look like she was throwing a tantrum, and she wasn’t the type to lie.

Could she really be in love?

The thought of his daughter defying him face-to-face for the first time, talking back to him, sent a sudden bad premonition through Qu Wannian.

He asked, worried:

“When did you meet him?”

“More than a month ago,” Qu Tuotuo answered.

More than a month?

Qu Wannian quickly realized:

“After you came back to the country?”

Seeing his daughter nod, he let out a breath of relief.

Meeting someone domestically is good—it’s better than bringing home some big black guy.

At least the race hasn’t changed.

Qu Wannian wasn’t the type of closed-minded parent.

At least he believed his parenting approach was fine, and he’d never forced her to do anything.

Otherwise, father and daughter would’ve already clashed—Qu Tuotuo wasn’t the type to endure everything silently.

This time, arranging a match between her and Bai Jincheng was just because he thought Bai’s kid excelled in every way.

Plus, their families had been close for generations—if the two kids could get together, it would be an even better thing.

Most importantly, he thought his daughter’s personality was a bit aloof.

Not only had Qu Tuotuo never dated during school, Qu Wannian had also noticed she didn’t even have a male idol.

Even liking some male trainee like Kun Kun would’ve been fine—at least he’d be a guy.

Honestly, Qu Wannian was a little panicked.

He truly feared one day his daughter would come to him with a serious face and say: Dad, I’m actually a lesbian.

That would truly kill Qu Wannian.

She was the only child in the family—he counted on her finding a good young man to help manage the family business.

So he couldn’t help but personally worry about her future.

But on the other hand, if Qu Tuotuo had found someone she truly liked, Qu Wannian would certainly respect her choice.

A forced melon might quench thirst, but it won’t be sweet.

Respect aside, he still needed to clarify… Qu Wannian asked instinctively:

“Male or female… no, I mean, what does he do?”

“Police officer,” Qu Tuotuo said, her eyes lighting up as she spoke:

“He saved me when I was kidnapped last time.”

Hearing he was a police officer—the same one who’d saved his daughter—Qu Wannian immediately relaxed.

He also developed a strong favorable impression of his daughter’s unseen boyfriend.

Whether he had money didn’t matter—the family had more than enough money.

But this man had to be able to protect his daughter and make her happy.

“If that’s the case…” Qu Wannian thought for a moment, then said:

“I can back out of the Bai family arrangement, but you must bring him home so your mother and I can meet him.”

Hearing is believing, seeing is knowing—this concerns your lifelong happiness; you can’t afford to be careless.

As a father, I must personally vet him.

Especially now, at this critical stage—while they’ve just started and she hasn’t fallen too deep—if things don’t work out, I can help her cut her losses early.

“Well…” Qu Tuotuo hesitated; she wasn’t sure she could get Yu Dazhang to come.

“What do you mean?” Qu Wannian saw his daughter’s expression and his face darkened:

“Are you lying to me?”

“No, no!” Qu Tuotuo quickly denied it, then explained:

“I’m just worried he’s too busy with work to come.”

Busy with work? Qu Wannian laughed bitterly.

Could anyone be busier than the chairman of this group?

Judging by this, his daughter really took him seriously.

She even came up with a “busy with work” excuse—I definitely need to meet him now.

“Tonight, I’m hosting a banquet at home. Invite your official boyfriend to dinner—he must give me this face.”

On the surface, Qu Wannian’s words sounded polite.

But if you thought about it carefully, you’d sense the threat and the unyielding dominance behind them.

“Then… I’ll try.”

Qu Tuotuo felt a twinge of regret.

Her voice sounded weak.

She wandered out of the chairman’s office and returned to her own room.

She picked up her phone several times, wanting to call that guy, but couldn’t press dial.

No—she had to tell him in person; she couldn’t give him a chance to refuse. Making up her mind, she immediately called her secretary, gave a few instructions, then hurried out of the office.

Yu Dazhang had been leaving work on time these past few days.

Wei Qian treated him well—even when the team had night duties, he never called him.

Although Yu Dazhang had been confirmed in his position, he still hadn’t been issued a firearm.

Firearm management was strict—you had to apply and go through a rigorous approval process.

So Wei Qian didn’t plan to let Yu Dazhang join any missions during this period.

Handling Category Eight cases meant facing dangerous people and ruthless criminals—without a firearm, it was far too risky.

Of course, Lu Zhongxin’s apprentice was an exception.

But Wei Qian noticed Lu Zhongxin spoiled Yu Dazhang even more than he did.

As soon as clock-out time came, Old Lu always let his apprentice leave first—he’d never kept him overtime.

After leaving the station, Yu Dazhang stepped onto the street.

He was hesitating whether to splurge and take a taxi home when he suddenly saw Qu Tuotuo waving at him from across the road.

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Why is she here?

With questions in mind, Yu Dazhang walked over quickly.

“Something happened?”

He didn’t believe for a second that Qu Tuotuo had come to see him.

They’d spoken on the phone several times—if there was something urgent, she’d just call.

She must be here to file a report.

He was currently handling this area—he could work overtime and give her a favor.

“I came to find you,” Qu Tuotuo got straight to the point:

“Come home with me tonight.”

“Come home with you?” Yu Dazhang’s heart raced; he involuntarily swallowed:

“People who’ve returned from abroad are different… that… isn’t this a bit fast.”

“What?!” Qu Tuotuo realized he’d misunderstood immediately; she kicked him and blushed as she explained:

“My dad wants to meet you.”

Heaven and earth, I haven’t touched you… Yu Dazhang panicked.

Had he done something to her that night?

Impossible.

He hadn’t blacked out, and he’d gone home to sleep.

“Why does he want to meet me?” he forced himself to stay calm.

Qu Tuotuo sighed and explained everything honestly.

“So I’m just a shield,” Yu Dazhang said with a smile:

“It’s the 21st century—still playing childish games? So immature.”

“Will you help me?” Qu Tuotuo looked at him hopefully.

“Does it include dinner?” That’s what Yu Dazhang truly cared about—he’d never eaten a luxury mansion dinner, and dinner time was when he was hungriest.

“Of course it does,” Qu Tuotuo said eagerly, sensing an opening:

“A big meal.”

She didn’t actually know what they’d eat that night.

But she was certain her father would arrange everything perfectly.

“What cuisine?” Yu Dazhang still felt uneasy.

What if I show up with an empty stomach and don’t get to eat? That’d be a huge loss.

“Oh come on, you’ll see when you get there.” Qu Tuotuo pulled him toward a luxury business car parked by the roadside.

Yu Dazhang grew nervous:

“Will your parents insult me?”

“No, my parents are wonderful—extremely hospitable.” Qu Tuotuo opened the car door and shoved him inside with all her strength.

The Qu family villa.

Qu Wannian and his wife sat across from each other by the window on the second floor.

A man in the guise of a butler approached Qu Wannian and whispered:

“Sir, the meal is ready. Would you like anything else added?”

Qu Wannian waved his hand casually:

“It’s just his first love—just go through the motions. Don’t take it too seriously.”

After the butler stepped back, the couple—one on the phone, the other sipping coffee—both appeared utterly indifferent.

Saying they didn’t care was fake; in truth, both were watching the front door out of the corner of their eyes.

Until…

A fat man appeared at the gate beside their daughter, Qu Tuotuo.

“Clatter”—Qu’s wife dropped her phone.

“Crash”—Qu Wannian’s coffee cup slipped from his hand.

In their eyes, a fat pig had stormed into their vegetable garden, which they’d tended for twenty years.

Now, this pig had one hoof planted on the garden soil, staring at them with arrogance.

(End of Chapter)