Uneasy daily life

Bai Ying thought for a moment: "We must cut ties on the spot and sever all relations. We can't let the trouble we cause outside bring home!"

Angelina exclaimed in shock, "What? Is it that serious?!"

"It's quite serious. In that case, I can only stay at home as a guest, chatting with them every day about work, life, national affairs, and other important matters. I can no longer point fingers at them with a clear conscience. It's really worrying."

Bai Ying clicked her tongue and sighed: "They are middle-aged, which is a time when all kinds of emotional crises, career crises, and interpersonal relationship crises are piling up. To sever ties under such circumstances, I really worry about what they will do in the future... When I left, I asked them to have another child, but I don't know if they did."

Angelina: "?"

I should have studied Chinese, right? I should be able to listen, speak, read, and write it, right? I'd say I'm somewhat of a China expert, wouldn't you?

How come I can understand every single word Bai Ying said, but when they're put together, they just leave me completely confused?!

Angelina was completely bewildered, and before she knew it, she had followed the white figure's footsteps and stood in front of a security door.

The white figure reached out and knocked on the door.

We've arrived?! Angelina was a little nervous, rehearsing various lines in her mind: how to introduce herself, how to bring up the past, how to...

Click!

A middle-aged couple opened the door, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Hey!" Bai Ying greeted, "My dear parents, long time no see! How's work lately? Have you made any close friends? Is your marriage going well?"

Angelina: "Huh?"

She had intended to introduce herself, but forgot her Chinese on the spot.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Isn't this Mr. Bai? Please come in, please come in, no need to be so polite."

Angelina: "Goo?"

Chapter 115 Seeking One's Own Death

"Old Bai, I know you've been doing quite well these past few years. You've been promoted to editor-in-chief, with editors of all sizes and a team of people urging you to finish your work. You've accumulated a lot of seniority and don't have to worry about the younger generation. You're enjoying a comfortable life with your wife and admiring the long, white legs of today's young idols. You're living a very comfortable life. But after not seeing each other for so many years, now that I'm back, you not only don't care about or respect me, but you even call me Mr. Bai..."

Bai Ying shook her head and sighed, her face full of lament about the decline of morality, and took a step towards the house.

“Indeed, you’re right.” The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, changing his form of address, “Young man, what brings you here?”

"Hello, I am……"

Bai Ying paused, his gaze passing over the middle-aged man, when he suddenly saw a figure dart around the corner of the room. He immediately shouted in Japanese, "Stickman, you flat-chested dwarf!"

Excellent results!

"Who are you talking about?! If it weren't for us, you would almost be an orphan without parents!"

Feng Bin and Hua suddenly burst out from the corner, glaring angrily at Bai Ying. Fortunately, they didn't rush up and kick her directly—mainly because the doorway was too narrow, and if she kicked out, she would have to knock Bai Ying's father down first.

"Oh?" Bai Ying switched to Chinese instantly, and said with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad. It seems you still remember my teachings from back then: cut ties as soon as trouble comes your way. Only a fool would cling to honesty and drown in it."

"So, what brings you here?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "If you keep dragging your feet and trying to cover it up, I'll sue you for trespassing!"

The white figure shrugged, looked at Toyohama Kazuka, and said in broken Japanese, "Who else came besides you?"

Kazuka Toyohama: "It's just me."

"Why did you bring this humiliation upon yourself?" Bai Ying asked with pity. "Putting aside whether you could have found this place on your own, what kind of trouble is it for you to come here alone? Why do you need your parents to follow your plan and cut you off on the spot? Quickly confess your accomplices truthfully."

Feng Bin and Hua pouted: "Anyway, it's just me."

"Hey!" The middle-aged man stepped forward, blocking Bai Ying, Feng Bin, and Hua, and asked coldly, "Young man, what were you secretly saying to my daughter? I told you she's been having trouble lately and seems very distressed. Is it all because you've been harassing her?!"

"Daughter?" Bai Ying raised an eyebrow. "Uncle has a full head of black hair. Has your family been invaded by a blond guy?"

"Goddaughter!" The middle-aged man's brow twitched, and he sneered, "Young man, go back to your own home and don't cause trouble in other people's houses. Stay away from my daughter in the future! If you try anything with my daughter, be careful, I can be ruthless!"

Bai Ying pointed to herself: "And what about me?"

The middle-aged man smiled calmly: "Who are you?"

That's right! Since a simple declaration of separation is ineffective, let's just switch sides—on this side is the son who always wants to be the father, a troublemaker who raises blood pressure, causes trouble for the family, and leaves without a word and barely contacts anyone! On this side is a group of well-behaved, sensible, and especially adorable girls, each with their own unique characteristics!

Do we even need to choose? Of course, we'll immediately cut off the stinky son and the couple will just adopt those good girls as their daughters!

The middle-aged man gave a calm, cold laugh: "There are no seats here for strangers..."

Bai Ying said clearly and distinctly, "Dad, we need to talk about something..."

Dad! I'm your dad!

A surge of exhilaration rushed to my head, bursting forth with a refreshing sensation like a mint leaf, making me feel as if I were floating on air, as if my bottom was finally firmly on the throne, and all I could see was the magnificent scenery of my empire, with three thousand concubines in the harem showing off their long white legs in thin clothes, and loyal ministers in the court shouting praises!

Hold it in, don't laugh!

"Huh? Who are you calling 'Dad'?" The middle-aged man's lips curled up and down wildly, and he raised his chin with a reserved air—say more, call me "Dad" a few more times!

"Who else could I call you? Of course, it's you." The white-haired fly rubbed his hands together, his shyness tinged with familiarity. "Now that I'm with your daughter, of course I have to call you Dad..."

"?"

The middle-aged man froze, his expression gradually turning ferocious.

The throne suddenly turned into a golden toilet, the scenery of the country was all a painting, and upon closer inspection, all three thousand concubines were seventy or eighty years old. The court was filled with traitors sharpening their knives!

Feng Bin and Hua stood with their arms crossed, completely bewildered by the two people speaking Chinese. They watched the two arguing at the door with puzzled and annoyed expressions. Judging from their expressions, she would soon lose patience and tell Bai Ying to hurry up and come inside...

"Dad, I heard you have more than one daughter," Bai Ying said casually from behind, but with a hidden meaning. "I think the stick figure is as beautiful as a flower, so your other daughters must be stunningly beautiful too. As the saying goes, 'Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders.' Dad, why don't you let them come out and meet me? Who knows, maybe we'll have some special connection..."

The middle-aged man turned around abruptly and shouted angrily, "You son of a bitch, I don't have a son like you! Don't try to claim any father to me!"

"Ha!" Bai Ying's ingratiating expression vanished, revealing his true colors. "You old bastard, I called you 'Dad' just because of your daughter, and you actually think you're the boss?"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Feng Bin and Hua frowned, looking angry: "How long are you going to stand at the door and chatter on and on? If you're going to come in, then come in already. What are you doing standing there pulling and tugging at each other, saying things that are completely incomprehensible to everyone? And now you look like you're about to have a fight!"

The middle-aged man looked bewildered at the white-clad figure: "What is she talking about?"

Bai Ying replied, "I'd like you to be sensible and give me some face by respectfully welcoming me in, instead of spouting nonsense with your fatherly tone here."

Middle-aged man: "How dare you! What personal agenda have you included in this translation?!"

"?" Feng Bin and Hua were also a bit of a headache. Suddenly, they noticed a dazed third person in the room and quickly asked, "Angelina, what are those two talking about?"

Angelina: "..."

Kazuka Toyohama: "Hey! Angelina?"

Angelina: "I'm your father, you're not my son, she's my daughter, I'm your son-in-law, you can be my grandson, but I don't treat you like a grandfather."

Toyohama Kazuka: "Huh?"

"No, I'm dizzy." Angelina patted her forehead blankly. It was strange that she hadn't noticed Bai Ying's parents back then, but there was something more important now. "What's Feng Bin doing here? If you're here, where are the others?"

Feng Bin and Hua shrugged: "Under the snow, I went shopping with my aunt. My sister and I stayed home and chatted with my uncle."

"?"

Angelina's eyes widened: "Didn't you all say you couldn't do it?!"

Toyohama Kazuka retorted, "Who told you to deliberately say a bunch of annoying things under the snow... Oh wait, you can't say them either, can you?"

"..." Angelina casually changed the subject, "By the way, why did your uncle adopt you as his daughter?"

"?" Feng Bin and Hua looked surprised, instantly forgetting their previous topic: "They've recognized me as their daughter? Oh, you mean they've finally acknowledged my relationship with that bastard?"

"?" Angelina was also full of surprise. "What do you mean by acknowledging a relationship?"

"Hmph! And who is this young lady?!"

Before Feng Bin and Hua could reply, the middle-aged man who was arguing with Bai Ying suddenly broadened his attack: "I see you two exchanging glances, what kind of filthy relationship do you have?"

Angelina: "?"

"Old Deng, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend," Bai Ying said seriously. "I brought her here specifically to meet you, hoping you can acknowledge my relationship with your daughter."

Middle-aged man: "?"

Wait a minute! Calm down! That means there were originally more than four, now there are five, and maybe six, seven, or eight more...

Does he have enemies all over the world?

"Wait!" Angelina shouted, "Uncle, I'm Angelina from Anxinyuan!"

"Huh? Suddenly giving your name, are you planning to duel me?" The middle-aged man said bluntly. "I advise you to think carefully, this kid isn't..."

Angelina's eyes twitched slightly, and she waved her hands vigorously: "No, no! I'm Anxinyuan! Baiying's elementary school classmate! That, that..."

The middle-aged man was taken aback, staring at Angelina for a few seconds, and some distant memories began to slowly surface.

At that time, the unfortunate son was a king in the primary school, with titles such as Li Shimin, the Great Emperor, and Second Uncle, either self-appointed or bestowed by others. However, he could not control everything. There were still many factions in the court, and there were also some rebels.

I vaguely remember that it was after school one day when I had some free time to pick up my unruly son from school. But as soon as I got to the school gate, a war roar suddenly broke out and weapons were drawn!

"Today is Xuanwu Gate, charge!"

Looking up, I saw a young girl leading five little boys, charging towards the rebellious son who had just come down the stairs. The rebellious son turned and ran onto the playground, where a group of elementary school students chased after him, shouting things like "Li Shimin, die!" and "I'm the real father! Give me your life!" and other strange things like reminding the teacher to assign homework.

He couldn't help but stop in his tracks, curiously observing this sudden coup.

After running a short distance, the rebellious son turned around, pulled a handful of snacks from his schoolbag, and shouted, "Spicy strips, jelly, potato chips, and cookies!"

A group of elementary school students stopped in their tracks, looked at each other, and hesitated.

The rebellious son seized the opportunity to add: "The first three to surrender have turned over a new leaf, redeemed themselves through meritorious service, and will enjoy delicious food! Those who surrender later will face death, and none will be pardoned. This is to be proclaimed to the world!"

If you say that everyone who follows me will get something to eat, most people will think about the gains and losses. But if you say that it's first come, first served, and those who come later won't get anything, then everyone will rush to be first.

The young girl was the first to surrender, and her surrender led to the surrender of others, thus causing the coup to fail.

The middle-aged man suddenly realized: "I remember now! You were the first one to surrender?!"

Angelina smiled through gritted teeth: "...Uncle, you must be mistaken. I am Angelina from the Anxinyuan family."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Back then at the parent-teacher conference, you came to me asking for candy, saying it was compensation for emotional distress..."

Angelina: "I was fooled by the white shadow!"

Bai Ying smiled calmly: "9527, it's not me who's deceiving you, but the desires in your heart."

Angelina: "#!"

Feng Bin and Hua watched the three people at the door talking in a language they couldn't understand, going back and forth in a way that was giving them a headache, and they couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Alright! If you want to chat, come inside. What are you standing at the door for?!"

Bai Ying stepped forward and said, "Dad, your daughter is urging me to come in, so stop resisting here."

The middle-aged man sneered: "A forged imperial edict!"

Angelina replied in a monotone voice, "Uncle, it's true."

"I do not understand."

The middle-aged man remained unfazed, standing firmly at the door, determined to settle the score with the white-clad figure.

"Bai Jun?"

"Hey, you're here too, you rascal."

"Oh my, isn't this Mr. Bai?"

Several voices rang out one after another, and the white figure turned around to see—her mother was flanked by Yukino Yukinoshita and Haruno Yukinoshita.

If you say so...

The white-clad figure looked up and said loudly in Japanese, "Mom and Dad! Mai Sakurajima starred in a Japanese film directed by a Chinese director called 'Twelve Heroes'! That director is incredibly famous; all the big names in the entertainment industry are eager to work with her, and she has many die-hard fans who are hoping she'll stop making her next project soon..."

"Ahem! Hater, don't forget you're in there too!"

Mai Sakurajima walked out of the living room in a bad mood.

"Stop spouting your foreign language at me, kid!" the middle-aged man said irritably. "Speak in a language your father can understand!"

"Why would you adopt him as your son?" the middle-aged woman asked in surprise. "These days, people have four good daughters, so why would they care about having a son?"

"That's right!"

The middle-aged man regained some confidence. Although he still felt something was off, he understood everything. He sneered, "We're not some philandering scumbag parents being chased by debt collectors. We're parents with four sensible daughters! I heard you're the one who cheated on my daughters? And now you dare to come knocking on my door? Do you think my belt isn't hard enough?!"