AMRWFA -Chapter 366 Come On, Let’s Pick Up the Disciple

As promised, when it came to picking up her apprentice, Ruan Yaoyao was a woman of her word. Once she received confirmed news that Lu Lingling could return, she immediately informed him.

Ru Anzhi looked a little aggrieved. If Xie Xiuming could go, why couldn’t he?

Ruan Yaoyao pretended not to see him.

What a joke—there was still that revenge-plot female lead problem around him. Where was he going?

Was he trying to drag her disciple into that mess too?

Ruan Yaoyao didn’t even spare him a glance and left directly. On the way, she even drove past Xie Xiuming’s company to pick him up. Don’t ask why Xie Xiuming didn’t take his own car—just say it wasn’t convenient.

When Xie Xiuming was getting into the elevator with some items, Ma Xi happened to come looking for him with documents in hand.

Ma Xi: “……”

Heh!

Damn man!

I’m drowning in work and you just run off.

Then, after checking the surveillance at the company entrance and seeing whose car Xie Xiuming got into, he felt so sour it was like someone had pulled him straight out of a jar of vinegar.

Even though he had already expected it, he still felt irritated seeing it. What could he do?

“Achoo…”

Xie Xiuming sneezed.

Ruan Yaoyao looked at him with concern. “What’s wrong? Feeling unwell?”

“No, just a little itch in my nose.”

“I know you’re busy, but you still need to rest. If you’re too busy, you don’t actually have to come with me. Just give me the things and I can take them over for you.”

Xie Xiuming adjusted his tie with a smile. “How could that be the same? If you take them, it’s you doing it for me. If I personally deliver them, it’s different. Lingling will feel differently when she sees it. Besides, I also want to spend more time with Zhi Zhi.”

Little Anzhi was already sitting on Xie Xiuming’s lap, playing affectionately with the buttons on his sleeve.

Her eyes kept drifting toward him, as if she couldn’t look away.

This made Ruan Yaoyao feel a little sour too, and she teased, “Stop staring. Your godfather doesn’t have flowers on his face. Were you just video calling him last night?”

【I don’t see you being this enthusiastic about video calls with me when I’m out!】

Anzhi blinked, not quite understanding why she said that.

Xie Xiuming suppressed a laugh. “Sister Yao, isn’t it good that Zhi Zhi and I are close? It just shows I’m likable to kids, right, Zhi Zhi?”

Unexpectedly, Anzhi suddenly said, “Godfather, are you going to the parent-teacher meeting?”

Ruan Yaoyao froze. “What parent-teacher meeting?”

【Your school is having one?】

【How did I not know?】

She quickly took out her phone to check if she had missed any notification, but after searching for a long time, there was nothing about a parent-teacher meeting.

Xie Xiuming immediately understood—this little one was afraid she’d “steal” the role of attending.

But he would never compete with her for that. What he truly wanted to compete for was…

His gaze landed gently on Ruan Yaoyao.

Anzhi herself wasn’t sure and just said her teacher mentioned it. Only after Ruan Yaoyao contacted the teacher did she learn there was indeed a parent-teacher meeting, but the exact time hadn’t been decided yet, so no official notice had been sent.

“Oh, you little troublemaker,” Ruan Yaoyao tapped her forehead helplessly. “You want your godfather to go to your parent-teacher meeting that badly? Can’t Mom go?”

Anzhi lifted her little face seriously. “But if Godfather goes, then everyone will know I have a dad.”

That one sentence instantly stunned Ruan Yaoyao.

So that was it—this little one wanted to prove she had a father!

But…

Ruan Yaoyao glanced at Xie Xiuming. 【But he’s not your real dad!】

【Sigh… this is getting difficult.】

【I only originally wanted to solve Tingting’s issue, I forgot children also need a father.】

【If I explain it clearly, how sad would she be…】

Xie Xiuming, on the other hand, was a little afraid she would explain things clearly. If she really did, then how would he “secure” this father role?

Holding Anzhi, he coaxed her gently, telling her that even if he was busy and couldn’t attend the parent-teacher meeting, he could still make time to pick her up afterward. That way, her classmates would still know she had a father.

“Really?!” Anzhi’s eyes lit up.

“Of course. Godfather always keeps his word. When have I ever lied to you?” Xie Xiuming said with a smile. “But from now on, you should change how you address me. Don’t call me godfather anymore—call me… Dad.”

Ruan Yaoyao: 【????】

【Hey, are you not planning to get married anymore?!】

Before she could stop him, Anzhi’s happy voice rang out:

“Dad—”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, overjoyed as if she had found a treasure.

After coaxing her, Xie Xiuming glanced at Ruan Yaoyao’s disapproving expression and subtly pulled out his phone, signaling her to look.

Then she saw the message he sent:

“She just wants a father. Sister Yao wouldn’t want her to be disappointed, right?”

Ruan Yaoyao replied helplessly:

“You’ve made her call you dad now—what about you? Are you not going to get married in the future?”

Xie Xiuming replied:

“If she is a truly good person, then even if Zhi Zhi were really my daughter, she would accept her. After all, this all happened before I met her…”

Just like how she already had a husband and child before meeting him. Even if he felt a little uncomfortable, he understood—it was only because he had come too late.

Her past was part of her life; he couldn’t blame her for what he didn’t get to participate in. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be worthy of liking her.

“If she can’t accept my past, then she doesn’t truly love me, and there’s no point wasting time on her.”

Ruan Yaoyao: “……”

Ruan Yaoyao: “Think carefully about it yourself. Don’t regret it later if you miss something because of this.”

Xie Xiuming: “I won’t.”

Xie Xiuming: “So it’s settled?”

Ruan Yaoyao: “You already got her to call you dad, what can I even do? Ruin your plan?”

At the same time, she sighed inwardly:

【Looks like someone’s reputation is really going to take a hit.】

【Forget it, it’s his own choice. Whatever.】

Xie Xiuming curled his lips slightly, a faint sense of satisfaction rising in him.

See? He had taken another step forward.

As expected, Sister Yao was soft-hearted.

……

After being “rescued,” Lu Lingling originally thought she would stay with her master from then on. But the next day, she was taken away by the national team, under the excuse that her master was busy and she shouldn’t hold her back.

They also wanted to run some “checkups” on her and contact her family.

Family…

Thinking about how she had nearly never seen her parents again, Lu Lingling’s eyes turned red.

She told them she didn’t want her parents to know about what happened, afraid they would worry.

So the national team proposed a compromise: they would pretend she had been cured. And because of her excellent academic performance, she had been taken in as a disciple by her master.

Oh, and her master was officially a “metaphysical master.”

Lu Lingling: “……”

What do you mean “officially”?

Isn’t my master one already?

She was a little disdainful of these adults for being outdated. Her master could fortune-tell and draw talismans—what else could that be if not metaphysics?

Although slightly dissatisfied with their “old-fashioned thinking,” since it involved the national team, she still obediently complied—cooperating with examinations while also attending “ideological education classes.”

Soon, she had two new “classmates”: big brother Pang Zihao and big brother Feng Qian.

Pang Zihao was fine—besides being older but not very smart, he was quite simple and easy to fool.

But Feng Qian was annoying. He kept trying to trick her and copy her homework.

Lu Lingling stayed highly alert, convinced he was not a good person.

Feng Qian: “……”

I just have a failing-student physique and wanted to copy homework… how does that make me a bad guy?

Hey little girl, your judgment is seriously off!