Chapter 99 Little friend, what should I do?
Guan Xiang: Tell me about your male classmate.
After Gu Zhaodi gave a concise and clear explanation, Guan Xiang immediately grasped the key point.
Guan Xiang: You mean he only invited you to his birthday party?
Zhao Zhao: He always celebrates his lunar birthday with his family, and since we're from the same hometown, celebrating together might feel like being at home.
Guan Xiang, lying on the bed, rolled her eyes. Only a naive child like Zhao Zhao would believe her male classmate's nonsense.
This male student's target is way too obvious!
Guan Xiang: Didn't you ever think that this male classmate liked you?
Gu Zhaodi suddenly felt that the phone in her hand was a little hot, and she almost threw it away.
Zhao Zhao: No, I don't think he meant that. Don't make wild guesses.
Her reply was very firm, though she was actually a little unsure herself; after all, she treated Gu Fang as just an ordinary classmate.
Gu Fang noticed the girl's furtive glances at him, which seemed odd, since his attire was fairly appropriate.
He dressed up specially for his birthday today.
"What's wrong?" Gu Fang asked hesitantly.
The girl glanced at Gu Fang, pursed her lips, and shook her head.
Seeing this, Gu Fang had no choice but to say, "After we finish eating, do you want to go to the night market together for a while?"
"Um," Gu Zhaodi hesitated for a moment, but finally refused.
She was still influenced by Guan Xiang's speculation and subconsciously wanted to have less contact with Gu Fang, so that if something really happened, it would be less awkward in the future.
"Alright." Gu Fang's expression was slightly forlorn.
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Gu Zhaodi felt that Uncle Dan was avoiding her, and she could hardly see him at all during the day.
When she woke up in the morning, the man had already left for work. When she finished her homework and fell asleep at night, the man still hadn't come home.
Even her regular English tutoring classes have been suspended for two weeks, and she is being driven to and from school by a driver.
The girl, who had yawned countless times, was curled up on the sofa in the living room, her eyes still blurry with sleep, a hint of tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and bloodshot veins in her pupils.
Gu Zhaodi glanced at the wall clock; it was already eleven o'clock, and Uncle Dan still hadn't returned.
The TV in the living room was very quiet. A slight noise in the entryway immediately caught the girl's attention. She looked up and saw a man changing his shoes in the entryway.
"Uncle Dan, you're finally back!" Gu Zhaodi shuffled towards the entrance in her slippers.
Dan Anwen, who was bent over, froze for a moment. After a brief pause, he slowly raised his head and looked behind the girl. "Little girl, you're not asleep yet?"
The girl didn't notice anything amiss with him and instead asked, "Uncle Dan, you've been leaving early and coming home late these past few days. Is something wrong at the company?"
Dan Anwen lowered her eyes slightly, her tone somewhat unnatural, "It's just that there's a lot of work at the company, so I've been working overtime lately."
Gu Zhaodi nodded. Although she found Uncle Dan strange, she did not doubt his words.
"Uncle Dan, are you hungry? I'll make you a midnight snack." Gu Zhaodi glanced at the dark kitchen.
Dan Anwen pursed his thin lips, his voice low and husky, "I'm not hungry. You should go upstairs and go to sleep. You have class tomorrow."
The girl looked at the man with a slightly surprised expression. She felt that Uncle Dan was trying to get rid of her and didn't seem to really want to see her.
The man's expression was unreadable, and he looked extremely unnatural under the warm yellow light of the entryway; he even avoided looking the girl in the eye.
Gu Zhaodi couldn't ask him the reason, so she went upstairs first. "Uncle Dan, please take care and get some rest. I'm going up now."
Under the man's ambiguous gaze, the girl walked upstairs, preoccupied with her own thoughts.
Dan Anwen's clearly defined jawline tightened, and he watched the girl's figure disappear into the stairwell with a heavy gaze, letting out a deep sigh of relief.
He has been unable to accept his feelings for the child since he realized them two weeks ago.
He initially helped her time and time again out of sympathy for the thin but resilient little girl, but later he regarded her as his own family.
I don't know when his feelings for children became impure, maybe it was when she almost fell off a cliff, or even earlier.
Or perhaps they became interested at first meeting.
He couldn't accept either outcome. The girl was still a minor, and he had fallen for her like that? Wasn't that perverted?
Furthermore, the child has always regarded him as his uncle, so he will definitely be afraid and disgusted by such a distorted relationship, which is not the outcome he wants the child to experience.
She deserves a carefree and beautiful youth, and the appearance of a prince charming who will cherish and pamper her.
Thinking of this, the man's strong back in the entryway bent down a little, and a sense of loneliness surrounded him, seeping into his bones bit by bit.
The shadow of her lowered eyelashes fell on her eyelids, obscuring the intense expression in her eyes.
Their ages and the way family members interact became an insurmountable gap between them.
Even if none of these are problems, whether children will like him is a global challenge.
If she doesn't like him, then all the feelings between them will dissipate in the sea of people, which is not what he wants to see.
One day, a once-powerful business tycoon lost his usual decisiveness and became hesitant, afraid to admit his feelings, and even afraid to meet his sweetheart.
For the past two weeks, he has been trying to suppress his urge to see the children every day, but in the end, he still gave up.
They were afraid that his intentions would be discovered, and then even his family would be unable to continue their relationship.
The man's slender fingers hooked off the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, his deep, dark eyes fixed on the flickering images on the television screen not far away.
His nostrils twitched slightly, and he stood there for half an hour before dragging his stiff steps upstairs.
In the middle of the night, the pale yellow door was gently pushed open by a large, bony hand. The room was pitch black, with only the faint moonlight shining through the white gauze window, slowly creeping onto the girl's soft sleeping face.
The man squatted down, his well-proportioned fingers gently smoothing the stray strands of hair at the girl's temples. His voice was deep and tender. "Little girl, what should I do?"
Only when his body was stiff and numb did the man slowly stand up, gaze at the girl with tender and affectionate eyes for a moment, and then leave the girl's room.
The girl inside the room trembled her curled eyelashes, let out a soft moan, and then turned over and fell asleep.
When Gu Zhaodi woke up in the morning, the man had already left for work.
Today was a school exam day, so the girl hurriedly finished her breakfast and was driven to school by the driver.
Meanwhile, Dan Anwen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in his office, gazing at the view outside.
After standing there for a moment, the cell phone on my desk started buzzing.
"Mom?" Dan An asked indifferently.
Danmu hesitated for a moment and said, "Anwen, do you remember what I asked Zhaozhao to tell you last Chinese New Year?"
The man looked into the distance. "What's wrong?"
For a moment, Danmu didn't know how to start the conversation.
Since Dan Anwen made it clear that she had no intention of going on blind dates, she has also declined Guo Yue's offer to matchmake her.
Some time ago, the Weng family somehow found out that Guo Yue wanted to arrange a marriage between their two families' children.
The Weng family's intention was that their daughter was quite interested in Dan Anwen, and they wanted to know if the Dan family shared the same interest.
Originally, Dan's mother wanted to refuse outright, after all, Dan's refusal last time was so obvious.
However, considering that he shouldn't be kept away from girls forever, he could at least get to know her as a friend first.
Moreover, she was quite worried about Dan Anwen's current relationship status. She would support him if he liked boys, but if it was girls, he would need to get to know them better before finding someone he liked.
After thinking for a moment, Danmu said, "It's like this, your Aunt Guo has a girl here who's quite eligible. Would you like to learn more about her?"
Dan Anwen frowned slightly, instinctively wanting to refuse, but then changed her mind and said, "Okay."
The mother on the other end of the phone blinked, unable to believe what she had heard. Without thinking much about why Dan Anwen had suddenly changed his mind, she smiled and said okay.
"When are you free? I'll go and arrange a meeting with the Weng family." Mother Dan wanted to set a time quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications.
The man tapped his slender fingers lightly on the table, pondered for a moment, and said calmly, "This afternoon then."
He thought that since he had developed inappropriate thoughts about the child, it would be better to stop him before he got too deeply involved.
Men have no idea that liking someone is something that cannot be stopped by self-control, nor can it be solved by transferring emotions.
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