Chapter 21: You are angry and you are also a fake father
Si Yao came out from the stove carrying the food.
He naturally sat down next to Fang Zhiyue.
She handed him the chopsticks with a gentle look in her eyes, and as for Yan An opposite her, she didn't even look at him.
"I can do it myself... Sister Yao, Master Yan is a guest, you just take care of him."
The atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward.
Fang Zhiyue dodged the chopsticks she handed him and reached out to take a pair from the side.
He signaled Si Yao with his eyes, asking her to give the chopsticks to Yan An opposite.
Si Yao ignored it.
Seeing that he didn't take it, she took it back and picked up some food from his bowl: "Isn't this roasted eggplant your favorite? Try it and see if it suits your taste."
"And this delicious fish fillet. I added chili peppers to it. Is it okay for you, little father?"
She picked them up one by one, and soon they formed a small mountain in Fang Zhiyue's bowl.
At the end, he reminded: "Why don't you eat it, little father? If it gets cold, the taste will change."
"Hmm...Okay."
Fang Zhiyue could only pick up his chopsticks and start eating quickly.
Seeing that Yan An's eyes were always on him, he felt even more uncomfortable and lost his appetite.
"That's enough, Sister Yao..."
He tried his best to ignore the gazes from the opposite side and forced a smile at Si Yao: "I can pick it up myself."
What happened to her today? Why was she so weird?
Didn’t you see that Master Yan across from him wanted to poke two holes in his body?
"Okay, okay."
Si Yao readily agreed.
Her eyes were gentle: "Little father, please don't bother me. I won't disturb you while you're eating."
"Look—"
She suddenly pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the corner of his lips with it: "You are such a grown-up, yet you still eat like a little cat."
There was a hint of doting smile in his voice unconsciously.
Snap——
The chopsticks in Fang Zhiyue's hand instantly rolled onto the table.
Yan An, who was sitting opposite, couldn't stand it any longer and stood up with a bang: "It's getting late, I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
"Master Yan——"
Seeing this, Fang Zhiyue shouted quickly, stood up and started to chase after him.
Si Yao held his shoulders and made him sit on the stool.
She slowly stood up and said, "Father, please continue eating. I'll go see Master Yan off."
As he said this, he laughed and walked out.
Outside the courtyard gate, Yan An stood in front of the carriage and watched Si Yao slowly walk out of the house.
When she approached, he dismissed the attendants around him and questioned, "Si Yuzhuo, what do you mean? Humiliating me with words is not enough, are you going to humiliate me with actions?"
"I'm sorry I don't understand what Master Yan meant."
Si Yao's face was cold. "It's getting late. Master Yan should go back early. And don't bother my father again in the future."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to go back.
"Stop!"
Yan An was so angry that he ran to her and stopped her: "You deliberately made out with your fake little father just to disgust me, didn't you? And you still don't admit it!"
He stared at her.
Si Yao suddenly laughed and added in a contemptuous voice: "Master Yan also said that he is a fake father. Is there any problem with our intimacy?"
"What do you mean?"
Yan An's pupils shrank suddenly, "You treat him..."
"Having said this, if you know what's good for you, Mr. Yan, please go back."
However, Si Yao was not interested in answering his questions.
She walked past him with a cold face and went home.
Yan An was left standing there for a long time without coming back to his senses.
It took a long time before he got on the carriage and left.
The sound of wheels rolling over the ground gradually faded away.
Fang Zhiyue looked at Si Yao who came in and walked over immediately.
He hurriedly asked, "Master Yan is gone? What did you say? Master Yan isn't angry, is he?"
"Little father cares so much about what he does."
Seeing that he was only interested in asking about Yan An, Si Yao felt a little unhappy.
He took his hand and returned to the dining table to sit down.
"I've made it clear to him. He won't bother you again. And please don't think about him anymore."
"Ah?" Fang Zhiyue was a little confused.
How come he was thinking about Master Yan?
"No, Sister Yao, you and that Master Yan..."
"Didn't I tell you that we have no relationship? Why don't you believe me, little father?"
Si Yao frowned slightly, his expression somewhat serious: "What kind of magic potion did Master Yan give you to make you trust him so much?"
"I, I didn't..."
Seeing that she showed signs of anger again, Fang Zhiyue's voice became weaker.
"That Master Yan is of excellent character both in terms of family background and appearance. It would be a shame to miss him..."
"Sister Yao..."
He secretly encouraged her in his heart, and finally mustered up the courage to persuade her: "I know you are focused on your studies, but starting a family is also a top priority. Why don't you spend more time with that Master Yan? Maybe you will develop feelings for him."
Fang Zhiyue opened his eyes cautiously.
When he met Si Yao's eyes, he was instantly frightened by the coldness in her eyes.
"He's really capable!"
Si Yao sneered: "I dare you to say such a thing."
"Yao, Sister Yao..."
Fang Zhiyue was frightened by her appearance.
His voice couldn't help but tremble: "I, I was just saying it casually."
He regretted in his heart why he couldn't control himself.
Si Yao stopped looking at him and stood up and walked into the house.
She tried her best to suppress the anger in her chest, fearing that if she stayed any longer, she would do something terrible.
The door slammed shut.
Fang Zhiyue, who was sitting on the stool, was so shocked that he shook his shoulders.
He lowered his brows, looking somewhat dejected: It's over, Sister Yao is really angry now.
*
The next morning, Fang Zhiyue got up early and made Si Yao's favorite chicken porridge and waited at the door.
As soon as Si Yao came out, she gave him a flattering smile.
Fang Zhiyue awkwardly held up the porridge in his hand and smiled at her with pursed lips: "Sister Yao, are you still angry? I made your favorite chicken porridge, do you want to try it? I promise that I won't talk too much in the future."
"How long have you been standing at the door?"
Si Yao spoke calmly.
"It won't take long, just half an hour. Don't worry, I heated up the porridge once, so it's just right for drinking now."
Seeing that she was still paying attention to him, Fang Zhiyue's eyes lit up and he quickly replied.
As if he was afraid that she would dislike the porridge in her hand, he quickly explained.
"Come in."
Looking at his long eyelashes stained with dew, Si Yao turned around and went back to the house.
Hearing this, Fang Zhiyue's smile grew even brighter. He sighed and hurried in.
He took a small bowl of chicken porridge and placed it in front of her. "Sister Yao, try it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Si Yao did not refuse and picked up the small bowl and started drinking.
It took a long time to let go.
Seeing Fang Zhiyue was about to serve her more, she reached out to stop him: "You drink the rest. I have to go to town later. You don't have to wait for me to come home for lunch."
"Yeah, okay."
Fang Zhiyue nodded quickly.
He carefully observed her expression and asked again, "Sister Yao, are you not angry anymore?"
"What will my father do if I say I'm still angry?"
Si Yao's eyes were deep and dark.
“I, I…”
Fang Zhiyue was stunned by her question. He bit his lip and said, "Sister Yao, I know I was wrong."
"Forget it, how could I be angry with my father?"
Si Yao finally relaxed.
Before Fang Zhiyue could relax, he added, "When we get back to Yunzhou, I'll start arranging a marriage, so that my father won't have to match me up with other people."
She gave him a meaningful look.
Fang Zhiyue didn't notice it.
Just hearing that she was concerned about marriage, he immediately became happy: "Really? Do you have someone you like in Yunzhou?"
"I guess so."
Si Yao looked at him again, his eyes somewhat deep and obscure.
She would definitely take him with her when she went to Yunzhou, and that was not false.
"Very good!"
When Fang Zhiyue saw her admit it, his face was full of smiles.
"Your lifelong event is finally settled."
He was worried to death.
Until Si Yao set off for town.
The smile on Fang Zhiyue's face didn't fade.
He cleaned the house from top to bottom with great enthusiasm.
Only then did he have some free time and go back to his house to carve walnuts.
But I hadn't sat there for long when there was a knock on the door.
Fang Zhiyue hurried out again, but when he opened the gate and saw the person standing outside, he was a little stunned.
“…Uncle, cousin, why are you here?”
They haven't had any contact since they sold him to the Si family's father three years ago.
Seeing him suddenly come to the door at this time, Fang Zhiyue felt a little uneasy.
"Brother Yue, won't you let us in?"
Qiu looked at him with a smile, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were crowded together.
The boy standing beside him couldn't wait to walk in, and he was very rude: "Hey, father, why are you being so polite to him? You are his uncle. If he dares to refuse us entry, we must find someone to judge the matter."
Fang Shang glanced at Fang Zhiyue, who was still standing stupidly at the door, and said unhappily, "Hurry up and get me a glass of water. You've been walking all night, and your legs are about to break!"
"Shang'er——"
Qiu immediately tugged at Fang Shang's sleeve and gave him a look.
Fang Zhiyue pursed his lips tightly.
He turned and went into the house to pour two bowls of water, then asked them directly, "Is there something going on here with my uncle and cousin? You sold me out for a small sum of money, and my aunt herself said that we have no further ties from now on."
"You can't say that to Brother Yue..."
Qiu smiled shamelessly and said, "So-called blood ties cannot be severed just like that. After all, we are the closest relatives."
"Yeah?"
Fang Zhiyue was tough for once, "Then uncle will give half of the money back to the Si family, and then I will admit that we are still family."
"this……"
Qiu was so stunned that she was speechless.
Fang Shang spoke in a shrill voice, "Don't be ungrateful! If we weren't worried that you'd be sad in the Si family, why would my father and I come here? We've all heard that you didn't marry that Si Wen, nor were you included in the Si family tree. You have absolutely no connection to the Si family. The old man of the Si family is dead, and only Si Yao is left. How could she be willing to support you? Now that Si Yao has become a juren, if you want to continue to rely on her, you have to find a way quickly."
He puffed out his chest and raised his chin slightly. "I'm already fifteen, and it's time for me to get married. If I can marry Si Yao, you can continue to stay in the Si family."
After hearing this, even Fang Zhiyue, who was such a gentle person, was so angry that he laughed.
No wonder they came suddenly. It turned out that they knew that Sister Yao had become Empress Li Yuan and wanted to get close to her.
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