After making up an excuse to leave the classroom, she secretly made a phone call to Zhan Hanjue:
"Dad, will you have time to attend the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow morning?"
"Parent-Teacher Conference?"
Zhan Hanjue did not rush to agree. He originally wanted to ask Ling Mo whether Class F needed to hold a parent-teacher meeting before making a decision.
Xuanwei seemed very anxious, fearing a negative answer, and repeatedly said:
"Dad, it's settled then. I'll remind you tomorrow morning. I have class, so I'll hang up now."
"..."
Zhan Hanjue pursed his lips, staring blankly at the darkened phone screen, his thoughts drifting away in an instant.
It has to be said that time really flies; in the blink of an eye, his precious daughter is about to come of age.
Thinking of the hardships Ling Mo had endured over the years, his heart clenched tightly.
To be honest, he was a really incompetent father.
When his daughter needed his protection the most, he was still focused on running the family business in M Continent, completely unaware of her existence.
Currently, due to various reasons, he cannot immediately acknowledge her.
This caused him great distress.
Thinking only of the debt he owed Ling Mo, he couldn't care less about anything else.
He only wanted to attend tomorrow's parent-teacher meeting as Ling Mo's legal guardian.
I just don't know if Ling Mo is still willing to acknowledge him.
Thinking of this, Zhan Hanjue hastily ended an annual summary meeting and hurriedly returned to No. 3 Taoli Street.
At that time, Ling Mo and Qin Beiming were sitting at the dining table, leisurely eating their meal.
Seeing this, Zhan Hanjue also served himself a bowl of rice without ceremony, and then naturally sat down next to Ling Mo. "Girl, I heard that you have a parent-teacher meeting for the senior year tomorrow morning?"
"Really? I didn't notice," Ling Mo replied casually.
"Can I go?" Zhan Hanjue asked cautiously, his voice filled with trepidation.
What's so great about attending parent-teacher meetings?
"I..."
Just as Zhan Hanjue was about to speak, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the wristwatch on his arm, and he instantly fell silent.
Ling Mo noticed his hesitation and said calmly:
“Xuanwei has just transferred to No. 1 Middle School, so she probably needs you, as her parent, to support her even more.”
Why weren't I told about the parent-teacher meeting?
Qin Beiming put down his chopsticks and asked her earnestly.
Ling Mo chuckled and asked in return:
"Tell you what? Do you think you can act as my guardian?"
"Isn't my fiancé family? I'm definitely going to the parent-teacher conference tomorrow."
"The school explicitly forbids early romantic relationships, so you'd better not go."
Ling Mo had planned to sleep in the next morning and had no intention of attending the incredibly boring parent-teacher meeting.
Therefore, when she saw Qin Beiming and Zhan Hanjue so eager to attend the parent-teacher conference, she only thought of making up an excuse to get by.
"Which school rule says early dating is prohibited? I'm going to mark it off," Qin Beiming said seriously.
"It's not really appropriate for you to go; I'll go instead."
Ever since Qin Beiming forcibly kissed him, Zhan Hanjue has been reluctant to see him.
Every time I see him, I am reminded of that suffocating scene.
Just like now, even when talking to Qin Beiming, Zhan Hanjue didn't dare to look at him.
"You might not be able to handle both parent-teacher meetings by yourself."
"For the other match, I can have Baihu go in my place."
Thinking of Xuanwei, Zhan Hanjue also felt a headache coming on.
He actually hoped that Xuanwei would reveal her true colors as soon as possible, so that he would no longer need to play along.
Just as his plan was going perfectly, Xuanwei's call suddenly shattered the harmonious atmosphere between the three of them.
As soon as the call connected, Xuanwei's choked voice came through the receiver:
"Dad, I think I have a high fever, and I feel terrible."
"I'll have Baihu take you to the hospital right away."
"Dad, can you come back and keep me company soon? I'm scared to be alone."
"I'll go back right away."
Zhan Hanjue patiently replied with one sentence, and then hung up the phone.
He looked at Ling Mo apologetically, remaining silent for a long while, still unsure of what to say.
Ling Mo seemed to have guessed his thoughts and spoke up to soothe his slightly agitated emotions:
"Go quickly, and be careful on the road."
"Okay."
Zhan Hanjue nodded, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Seeing his beloved daughter so sensible, he felt both gratified and heartbroken.
It's important to know that girls who are pampered from a young age tend to be somewhat spoiled.
A sensible and independent girl like her has probably experienced too much hardship.
To avoid letting Ling Mo see his red-rimmed eyes, he quickened his pace and hurried out the door.
...
The next day, early in the morning.
Zhan Hanjue originally planned to ask for half a day off for Xuanwei, who had a persistent high fever.
To his surprise, before he could even dial the number, Xuanwei's high fever miraculously subsided within seconds.
Xuan Wei quickly changed into her high school uniform, and, as if nothing had happened, smiled and said:
"Dad, it's almost time. Let's get going. Otherwise, we'll miss the parent-teacher conference."
"..."
Zhan Hanjue's eyes darkened slightly. He felt that the radiant look she was showing at the moment did not seem like the state one would expect after having a high fever all night.
Realizing that Xuanwei was using a self-inflicted injury to deceive him, Zhan Hanjue became even more frustrated, wishing he could tear her apart on the spot.
However, he was not one to act impulsively.
The show has already gone this far; if we don't continue singing with her, all our previous efforts will have been completely wasted.
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