Feng Guang had never heard Duan Mu mention his father before. Now that she had suddenly met him, she felt like she was meeting her in-laws. Facing Duan Gao, she stiffly extended her hand and said, "Uncle, hello, I am Feng Guang."
“My Duan Muke often mentions you.” Duan Gao looked at her ankle, then felt ashamed. “It’s just that I bumped into you the first time we met… I’m really sorry about that.”
"It's alright, it's alright. Anyway, Uncle, you didn't do it on purpose. Don't worry, it's just a minor injury and it will heal quickly." She quickly waved her hand, thinking to herself that this uncle was really too concerned about this matter. Before she knew he was Duan Mu's father, she was already embarrassed by his repeated apologies. Now, hearing him apologize again and again, she couldn't help but feel even more uncomfortable.
Therefore, she could only secretly turn her attention to Duan Mu.
Duan Mu smiled and ruffled her hair, knowing she must be feeling very embarrassed. He said to his father, "Dad, you don't need to apologize to Feng Guang anymore. She'll feel bad."
"Yes, yes, I didn't think that much." Duan Gao scratched his hair awkwardly. He was never good at dealing with people. He only came to the press conference today because he thought he could support Duan Mu. He didn't expect to run into his son's girlfriend.
Duan Mu took Feng Guang's hand and said, "Don't mind him. My dad only knows how to write. Let alone facing strangers, even if he faces an acquaintance, he would be just as at a loss as he is now."
It's probably... social anxiety?
Feng Guang smiled and said, "I didn't mind. Uncle seems very kind."
"Miss Xia is too kind." Duan Gao smiled shyly again. It was rather cute that a man in his fifties would act so shy.
Feng Guang quickly said, "Don't call me Miss Xia, just call me Feng Guang."
Perhaps it was because this elder wasn't so authoritative, but rather quite approachable, that she relaxed considerably. Even though it was meeting the parents, there didn't seem to be anything to be nervous about.
Duan Mu said, "It's almost noon now, let's have lunch together."
Feng Guang nodded. "Okay."
"I almost forgot, I left my phone in the lobby," Duan Gao suddenly said regretfully. "I must have forgotten it before going on stage..."
Feng Guang also became anxious, "Why don't we go back together and look for them?"
"Maybe I forgot it in my car," Duan Muwen said gently. "Why don't we go check the car first, and if it's not there, we can come back to the lobby."
Duan Gao nodded, "That works too..."
Feng Guang twisted her ankle, but although it was a sprain, she didn't feel unbearable pain. So when she saw Duan Mu posing as if to carry her, she quickly stepped back against the wall, blushing, and said, "I can walk by myself!"
Hugging her in front of her father, what kind of behavior is that?!
Duan Mu chuckled as he approached her and patted her head. "Fengguang, my dad won't mind."
"I would mind!"
Duan Gao also stepped forward and said to Feng Guang, "Your foot is injured, so Duan Mu should have carried you. It's okay, I won't object. Besides, you twisted your foot because of me..."
Seeing that Duan Gao was about to confess his "sins" again, Feng Guang, unable to resist, leaned against Duan Mu and said in a surrendering manner, "You can hug me..."
Duan Mu patted her back and smiled, then easily picked her up by the waist.
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