Chapter 245: Parents (No Romance)

Fang Tao felt he was a superhuman.

Or rather, he possessed an extraordinary ability beyond that of ordinary people.

Whatever he wished for in his heart would soon come true.

As for when this ability awakened? It was probably when he was twenty-two years old.

At that time, he had just married his wife, Yang Huaqin, and their life was very tight because they had just entered society; every penny had to be carefully calculated and split into two to spend.

But because the precautions were inadequate, when his wife told him she was pregnant, Fang Tao felt no great joy; instead, the thought of an abortion arose in his mind.

Because a poor family like theirs could not accommodate the birth of a four-legged gold-swallowing beast.

Under this thought, Fang Tao mentally prepared a draft of how to persuade his wife.

This did not mean he did not want a child, but since they could not afford to raise one now, then do not give birth!

But before he could open his mouth, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that after wandering in the trough for too long, his life began to turn from bad to good!

When he worried about money, suddenly, due to internal struggles within the company, everyone else was frantically crushing each other, but because he had no background and no one targeted him, he was promoted three levels in a row.

Looking at the promotion letter in his hand and his wife's happy gaze, he silently swallowed the thought of an abortion.

In the following ten months of his wife's pregnancy, his status began to rise bit by bit; he became a department manager at a young age with an annual salary of one hundred thousand.

With money and a good status, Fang Tao now wished in his heart for a well-behaved and sensible child.

Sure enough, he guessed correctly again; the child was very sensible, or rather, simply a child prodigy.

Under the feeding of a certain deer milk powder he bought at a high price, he could walk three days after birth, speak five days after birth, and communicate smoothly ten days after birth; except for occasional minor illnesses, there was nothing wrong.

And in junior high school, when Fang Can suffered a comminuted fracture of his arm (broken into three pieces) while playing with classmates, he was desperate to save his son and immediately won a ten-million lottery ticket.

After that, even when someone kidnapped his son, it always ended with a scare but no danger.

With each of these incidents, Fang Tao felt as if he were half a child of destiny, or perhaps even a superhuman?

How could all good things happen to him, while bad things always landed safely?

But then, during the live broadcast of the Carnival Day, his hope was completely shattered.

It turned out the real superhuman was not himself, but his own son.

That is to say, was all his luck over these many years borrowed from his son?

Thinking of the son he had not seen for four or five years on the other end of the phone, Fang Tao felt somewhat uneasy.

In the first year or two, they still talked from time to time, but later, due to unfamiliarity and the son's increasingly cold responses, they had not chatted for a long time.

When was the last time they spoke?

Fang Tao thought for a moment; it seemed to be half a year ago when he heard Fang Can was about to take the college entrance exam, and he urged the other party to study hard over the phone.

At that time, Fang Can seemed to have a cold, his state was somewhat listless, they chatted briefly, he told the other party to take care of his health, and then hung up.

And at this moment, listening to Fang Can's response on the other end of the phone, Fang Tao paid no attention to the other party's tone; instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, he hardly dared to meet his own son actively, afraid of being killed, after all, many parents of superhumans around had been killed directly by their own children due to childhood coldness.

But helplessly, relatives around who understood the cause and effect all urged him to make this call.

After all, compared to the relationship fading later, it is better to clear things up in advance now.

"No, really nothing is wrong; our life is very good now, there is nothing to trouble you with."

Fang Tao argued: "I just wanted to care about you, let you take care of your health, don't work too hard; we haven't seen each other for a long time, and we are also in Z City now; when can we meet again..."

"Forget it." Fang Can coldly refused:

"Since you have been traveling for so long, just keep playing; I have many things to do, so don't meet unless there is something major."

"Also, there are many superhumans outside now; don't cause trouble under my name, or if those victims come to my ears, I will clean up my own house myself." Fang Can said coldly.

How other superhumans act, Fang Can cannot manage and is too lazy to manage.

Because their power and status do not come from Fang Can; even without Fang Can, they still live very well, so bullying men and women has nothing to do with him.

But the benefits this group of relatives obtained come from him; letting this group live in brocade clothes and eat fine food is already doing everything possible.

If this group of relatives messes around and the victims come to cry and complain, then Fang Can has the obligation to clean up his own house.

After giving a few simple instructions, Fang Can hung up the phone, with no thought of saying more; it was already difficult to chat a few words in normal times, let alone now when there were more important matters.

As for his own parents? Just keep traveling happily outside and never come back in their whole lives.

And hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, several relatives looked at each other, then smiled awkwardly, all feeling somewhat embarrassed.

Some inflated thoughts after suddenly rising to the top of the world vanished into thin air.

And Fang Can, who had just hung up the phone, put the mobile phone back in his pocket; he had just walked back into the room when he saw Liu Qingmeng jumping up and hugging him.

"Today's friend fee!" While speaking, Liu Qingmeng bit Fang Can's neck with her silver teeth.

After this period of magic replenishment, the energy the girl obtained was enough for her to return to her original state, but she always kept her body in the cute loli form, truly acting cute every day like a loli.

Fang Can had also asked why she didn't return to her original form, but the answer he got was that she wanted to cut ties thoroughly with her true form.

She wanted Fang Can to think of her as a cute and sweet young girl whenever he thought of her, and to think of the true form as a cold and frosty old woman over a hundred years old.

↓Concept art of an old woman over a hundred years old↓

Feeling the wet sucking sensation on his neck, Fang Can complained with a smile:

"Being friends with Senior Xiao Liu is really expensive; the amount absorbed every day is enough to drain ten ordinary First Transitions to death."

"Hmph, just let me eat it; you talk too much." Liu Qingmeng snorted: "You think it's expensive because you don't know how to use it."

"As compensation, warming the bed, chatting, scrubbing the back, bathing, feeding..."

Liu Qingmeng listed them one by one: "You have only used a few of these unlockable items out of so many; eating meat dishes as vegetarian, clearly you are the one wasting too much."

Facing the girl's explicit hint, Fang Can could only smile awkwardly and stopped replying.

Those above were not friends at all;

they were all fuck buddies; doing all that really cemented the relationship, and Jiang Ningan was still in the villa.

The last time the cake-feeding was halfway through, Jiang Ningan walked in, turning the act of feeding one person into feeding two, which made the atmosphere awkward.

No wonder they say rabbits don't eat the grass by their own burrow; sometimes being too close makes it inconvenient to make a move.

However, compared to parents, having the company of these two master and disciple means she is not so lonely.

As for parents?

Not needed (no emotion).

(End of this chapter)