AMRWFA -Chapter 314 Lucky Carp Fate

“You want to recognize her as your goddaughter?” Ruan Yaoyao asked in surprise. She quickly made things clear upfront. “Being a godfather isn’t just a title you casually say. Once you acknowledge a goddaughter, you’re expected to provide for her properly. You can’t be stingy. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Xie Xiuming looked at Ruan Yaoyao, his eyes full of warmth. “Of course. If I recognize her as my goddaughter, then everything a daughter should have, I won’t lack for her. I just don’t know if you’re willing to share your daughter with me.”

If I become her godfather, then how far am I from being her “real father”?

Sis, have you forgotten? People outside are already saying this little girl is your biological daughter. If she really is, then you must have some kind of scandal involved somewhere, right?

Just imagining the future where he, Ruan Yaoyao, and the child were seen as a “family of three,” Xie Xiuming felt his heart burn with excitement. He wanted nothing more than to make it real immediately.

It was a pity that three years ago he hadn’t met her—otherwise…

【Actually… it’s not impossible to agree.】

【Although Anzhi has a “lucky carp fate,” letting Xiuming recognize her as goddaughter would only let him benefit from her luck. But she’s still young. It wouldn’t hurt to have one more person protecting her.】

【After all, I’m not getting any younger, and I don’t know how many years I can protect her.】

【Xiuming is only thirty. If he protects her for twenty years, Anzhi will already be grown.】

Ruan Yaoyao’s heart softened, and she immediately nodded. “Fine, why wouldn’t I be willing? I’d be happy if more people loved Anzhi. Later at dinner, I’ll have her serve you tea.”

“Alright!” Xie Xiuming completely ignored the so-called “lucky carp fate.”

He wanted to recognize Xu Anzhi as his goddaughter not because of any fate, but simply because she was Ruan Yaoyao’s “daughter.”

Even if she wasn’t anything special, as long as Ruan Yaoyao liked her, he would like her too.

…

Sure enough, at the dinner table, Ruan Yaoyao announced the matter. Xu Anzhi was made to respectfully serve tea, formally acknowledging Xie Xiuming as her godfather.

Xie Xiuming happily accepted the role, even gently patting her head and praising her as a good child.

They also exchanged contact information on a smartwatch.

Xie Xiuming encouraged Xu Anzhi to call him anytime and promised that, as her godfather, he would help her no matter what.

Xu Anzhi stared at him with eyes strikingly similar to Ruan Yaoyao’s, carefully memorizing his face.

She had long been wondering—since she found her mother, where was her father?

Other children had both a father and a mother. Why did she only see her mother?

But seeing that her older brothers and sisters were always busy working, and that her third brother was “away on business” while her fourth brother was studying far away, Xu Anzhi comforted herself.

Maybe her father was just like her brothers—only able to come home during holidays.

So… was this “godfather” her “holiday dad”?

He’s so handsome!

Xu Anzhi climbed onto Xie Xiuming’s lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and sweetly called out:

“Daddy~”

Her voice was soft like candy, melting anyone’s heart.

Xie Xiuming’s heart trembled. He held her carefully, afraid she would fall.

He responded gently, “Mm.”

Throughout the meal, Xu Anzhi clung to him constantly, afraid that this “holiday dad” would disappear the next day.

Ruan Yaoyao joked that Xu Anzhi was already acting like she was truly his daughter—they were so close despite meeting for the first time.

Xie Xiuming smiled even more brightly. He wished it were exactly like this.

Better yet, he wished Xu Anzhi would truly believe he was her father.

His eyes lowered slightly as he looked at Ruan Yaoyao again, his gaze full of warmth.

At that moment, Yu Xiangqiao accidentally caught that look and felt a chill run down her spine.

Did I misread that?

No way… Xie Xiuming is too young. How could he possibly like my mom?

She looked again.

The man was handsome, the woman was beautiful—they actually looked quite compatible.

But… her mother was already in her forties. That age gap made it impossible.

Meanwhile, Xu Anzhi was still acting spoiled, saying she wanted to sleep with “Daddy” at night.

Ruan Yaoyao quickly explained that “Dad” had work tomorrow and would come back after he finished.

But Xie Xiuming calmly said, “It’s fine. I can wake up earlier tomorrow. Sis, do you have a spare room?”

“Yes, but I’m afraid it might be inconvenient for you.”

“It’s fine. Children get clingy at this age. If I don’t let her cling now, she won’t do it in a few years anyway.”

…

Wait—Xie Xiuming is supposed to be the same generation as my husband. Why is he calling my mom ‘sis’?

Only now did Yu Xiangqiao start to feel something was off.

That night, when she mentioned it to her husband Xu Lianghan, he looked at her strangely.

“You can ship couples if you want, but don’t make it so weird. Xie Xiuming and my mom? What are you thinking? He’s only a few years older than me…”

Yu Xiangqiao rolled her eyes. “I’m not shipping them. I’m serious. Don’t you think Xie Xiuming is a bit… too attentive to Mom?”

“He’s always visiting her, inviting her out to eat and watch movies, and even calling her ‘sis’. And today he even recognized Anzhi as his goddaughter. Anzhi calls Mom ‘mom’ and calls him ‘dad’—isn’t that obvious enough?”

Xu Lianghan twitched his mouth. “Then why don’t you say he wants me to call him dad? I’m not calling him that. He’s only a few years older than me. With Anzhi it’s different—she’s three. With his age, calling him dad makes sense. We all use titles separately.”

Yu Xiangqiao thought about it.

Maybe she was overthinking.

Maybe it really was just “separate addressing,” and because her mother looked young, and Xie Xiuming had just become Xu Anzhi’s godfather, it created a strange misunderstanding.

Her husband told her not to spread nonsense, or people would laugh at them.

After all, there were already rumors about their mother “adopting” Xu Anzhi. If people started thinking their mother and Xie Xiuming were a couple, they might even start suspecting that Xu Anzhi was their child.

Yu Xiangqiao fell silent.

“…Is it possible that even if I don’t say anything, people would still think that?”

And indeed, once the news spread that Xie Xiuming had become Xu Anzhi’s godfather, some people began to suspect—

Maybe the child was actually born to Xie Xiuming and Ruan Yaoyao.

“What, you say he wouldn’t like a woman old enough to be his mother?”

Well… what if it was just an “accident”?