Chapter 859 Extra Chapter 25: Holding her close, the obedient and adorable little dumpling
It was as if even the air had stopped circulating.
"..."
The concert hall has three exits: A, B, and C. Sinai and Alfonso took exit C.
Today's performer is a well-known band from O Continent, and there are quite a few people watching, so naturally there are many people at the exit as well.
Once again, the combination of Norton and Sinai has attracted the attention of others.
Alfonso is not only good-looking, but also a successful person.
But when placed together, it inevitably appears somewhat less impressive.
Especially the positioning of the three people.
A world-famous painting, Bai Xue's stance.
The scene of carnage.
Sinai felt like she had experienced another social death.
This time it was a bit more thorough.
After all, she was forced into a child seat yesterday, and it could be explained that the child seat was designed to be large, and she was relatively thin, so she could fit into it.
But today?
Upon hearing this, Norton slowly raised his eyes, his gaze and voice devoid of warmth.
He slowly repeated, "Dad?"
Alfonso, however, breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to ask, "Miss Sinai, is this your father?"
He glanced at Sinai, then at Norton.
The two of them have very similar hair colors.
Although they don't look alike, they are both very good-looking, and it wouldn't be unreasonable to say they are father and daughter.
But Sinai is already 27 years old this year. Isn't this "father" a bit too young?
Even with the best skincare routine, surely there are some fine lines at all?
She looks younger than him.
Alfonso couldn't express how he felt.
Norton didn't spare a single glance for the second person.
His gaze fell on Sinai, his expression indifferent.
It gave off an air of "Don't even think about leaving today if you can't come up with a good reason."
Sinai paused, then added, "Dad asked you to take me home, cousin?"
These words inevitably disappointed passersby.
It turned out that the family members were worried and came out to pick them up; they thought something big was going to happen.
Alfonso looked left and right, becoming even more confused.
Why are my cousin's family meddling in my cousin's affairs?
What kind of world is this?
Norton narrowed his eyes.
He raised his hand and easily tossed the cigarette in his hand into a trash can five meters away.
He then raised his eyes, a half-smile playing on his lips, his emotions unreadable: "Yes, cousin."
Norton stepped forward, raised his hand, and grasped her shoulder: "Father wants us to go home early."
As he drew nearer, I caught a whiff of his very faint, delicate fragrance.
Like flowers blooming after the rain, carrying a hint of coldness.
It also has a faint cigar flavor.
Just like him, he is mysterious, aloof, and unfathomable.
For a fleeting moment, Sinai had another illusion.
"Excuse me." Norton finally looked at Alfonso and said calmly, "She has to be home by eight o'clock."
"I'm sorry, sir," Alfonso quickly apologized. "It was my oversight; I won't do it again."
Norton didn't say anything.
Sinai remained silent.
He simply put his arm around her and turned to leave.
He only let go of her hand after they left the commercial street.
There weren't many people on the tree-lined path outside, and the evening breeze dissipated Sinai's body heat.
Despite the extreme embarrassment, Sinai showed no outward emotion.
She has always been expressionless.
Even if I'm really shy, my face won't turn red.
A few seconds later, Sinai found her voice: "How did you know I'd be at Exit C?"
"I'm here to pick you up on Father's orders, aren't I?" Norton turned his head and smiled. "If you don't even know where your cousin came from, wouldn't you be scolded by Father when you get back?"
"..."
This joke can't go on any longer.
Sinai said expressionlessly, "I'm going back to the experimental base."
She had just turned around when her wrist was intercepted.
His palms were warm, but his fingertips were icy cold.
Sinai paused, then slowly turned her head: "What?"
"What's the rush?" Norton raised his chin. "It's evening, let's go get some late-night snacks."
"I'm not hungry. I don't eat anything at night anyway."
I'm hungry.
Just as Sinai was about to say, "If you're hungry, cook for yourself," he casually added, "You'll get hungry waiting for me."
"..."
Thirty minutes later, the two sat down in front of a barbecue stall.
Smelling the aroma of roasted meat, Sinai noticed that her stomach was growling.
She thought about it and decided to eat two skewers anyway.
This is also a barbecue stall run by Chinese people.
When it comes to food, no one knows how to eat better than the Chinese.
After eating local delicacies in Beijing and Shanghai a few times, Sinai's appetite has become quite discerning.
Fortunately, with the Venus Group around, most of the restaurants here are Chinese, catering to Ying Zijin's tastes.
Norton leaned back in his chair: "Aren't you going to explain, cousin?"
"Oh." Sinai snapped out of her daze. "Didn't I tell you I went on a date?"
"I told you too, come back soon."
"Nine o'clock is already very early."
“I’ve heard the area is unsafe, with some serial killers, it’s pretty scary,” Norton said calmly. “They specifically target young and pretty girls, then skin them and turn them into dolls.”
Sinai: "..."
Even if she's neither a sage nor a martial artist, she still knows basic combat skills.
The combat training in the world's city is also very advanced.
Moreover, she possesses a great many high-tech weapons.
Putting everything else aside, it would be enough to bomb the three underground levels of the experimental base.
“Thank you for the compliment.” Sinai rested her chin on her hand. “Besides, what you said was all from a movie.”
"I watched a few movies," Norton said lazily. "They were pretty good. If you have time, you can invite your cousin to see them."
Upon hearing this, Sinai decisively refused: "I'm not going to watch the movie with you."
She has made up her mind to distance herself from him and treat him only as an elder.
Movie theaters are one of the three most popular dating spots.
She must be crazy to go with him.
“Kid.” Norton was clearly taken aback by this answer; his dark green eyes narrowed. “I’ve taken care of you for so long, and listen to what you’re saying? Don’t you have any conscience? You won’t even let me watch a movie?”
"I'm not a child, I have no conscience."
"..."
Norton was unusually speechless.
After a moment, he raised his hand and, as he had done many times before, ruffled her hair: "You're only in your twenties, what are you if not a child?"
Sinai paused for a moment.
She later learned about the sages.
Even disregarding his entire life as a sage, this one reincarnation alone is enough for him to be her grandfather's grandfather.
He often spoke to her in this elder-like tone.
Sometimes, however, their actions overstep the boundaries between elders and juniors.
Sinai got angry and slapped his hand away: "Don't touch my hair."
Norton sensed her emotional outburst and tensed slightly.
"I'm sorry." He paused for a moment, then lowered his voice, "but it really was for your safety."
Sinai did not respond.
She didn't really want to talk to him.
When the grilled meat arrived, the waiter brought out two bottles of drinks.
A bottle of soy milk and a bottle of fruit beer.
Sinai reached for the fruit beer, but was stopped again.
Norton placed the soy milk in front of her: "You can't drink alcohol."
"This is fruit beer, but it's actually soda."
"It has the word 'beer' in it."
"..."
She simply couldn't communicate with this old-fashioned person.
Sinai still brought over the fruit beer.
He's not really her elder, so why should she listen to him?
"You're a bit grumpy today," Norton said, looking at her. "Didn't your date go well?"
“I’ve always had a bad temper,” Sinai said calmly. “Please don’t misunderstand anything.”
The barbecue was eaten very quietly.
After finishing his meal, Norton pointed to the wet wipes on the table: "Wipe your hands."
Sinai recalled how many times she had scolded him that day, and then praised him, saying, "You'll definitely be a good dad in the future."
“Well, I don’t really mind if you—” Norton crossed his arms, “call me Dad again.”
"..."
She really shouldn't have said a kind word to him.
“I’ve finished my late-night snack.” Sinai stood up. “I’m leaving. You can go back by yourself.”
“It’s too late, and I don’t know the way to the experimental base.” Norton’s tone was casual but firm. “It’s not safe at night. Let’s go back to the villa and leave early tomorrow morning.”
Sinai glanced at him: "I feel pretty safe."
"Well, so shouldn't the landlord be responsible for protecting the safety of the tenants?"
"..."
Sinai eventually returned to the villa in the small town.
She didn't say another word to Norton and went upstairs to her room.
After taking a quick shower, Sinai lay on the bed, burying her face in the pillow.
Today was a terrible day.
**
The next morning, Sinai got up at six o'clock sharp.
She was still a little dazed after she sat up.
Sinai scratched her head, looking around the bedroom with a blank expression.
When did she get a room like this?
Until there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Awake?" The man's voice was low and cold. "Come down after you've washed up."
Sinai suddenly woke up.
She then remembered that she had returned to the villa in town last night.
This is really troublesome.
Breakfast was plentiful, with steamed buns, porridge, and several side dishes.
Life feels like it's back to last year.
Sinai took a bite of the meat bun, quietly patted her little belly, and sighed silently.
She felt like she had been spoiled and ruined.
"Eat more." Norton flipped through the newspaper. "There's still some in the kitchen."
“I’m full.” Sinai put down her chopsticks.
Once again, she left the villa as quickly as possible.
**
Spacecraft Carrier Experiment Base.
Ying Zijing's office is on the seventh floor.
She is hand-drawing the architectural diagram of a space carrier.
The reason why space carriers are difficult to build is that every step requires a lot of calculations.
There is now a major challenge.
The main problem is that it's difficult to find the materials needed to build a space carrier.
Ordinary ores alone would probably be insufficient to withstand the turbulent currents, black holes, and all other dangers in the universe.
Ying Zijing was also seriously considering what materials could be used to enable the space carrier to perfectly withstand the unknown dangers in space.
Having visited the world of spiritual cultivation, she clearly understood that even the top experts from another universe could not explore the entirety of the universe.
There was a knock on the door, and a cold voice rang out: "Boss."
"You're back?" Ying Zijing didn't look up, still continuing to draw. "The door's unlocked, come in."
Norton then pushed open the door and came in.
He looked around and, seeing that the kitchen, bedroom, and study were fully equipped, raised an eyebrow: "Boss, are you planning to settle down at the experimental base for the long term?"
“Temporary.” Ying Zijin put down her pen and stretched. “Leaving aside fuel and engine, we have to make the outer shell first.”
"Hmm." Norton genuinely didn't know much about these technologies. "I heard you already have children?"
“I’ve got it.” Ying Zijin looked up. “Eight months. If you still don’t hear from me in a few more months, I’ll consider going to the alchemy world to rescue you.”
“Not at all,” Norton said. “There were some troublesome things, but they’ve been resolved.”
Wise men are not omnipotent.
Besides disasters, there are other people who can threaten the sage.
For example, ancient martial arts practitioners of Feng Xiu's level, or the number one alchemist in the alchemy world.
Ying Zijin nodded: "Your teacher?"
"Hmm." Norton said calmly, "I killed Madon and went deep into the alchemical world to find some rare materials that your experiments should be able to use."
He didn't continue speaking, but instead said, "I want to see the two children."
Ying Zijing checked the time: "They've probably just gotten up. I'll call and ask."
She dialed Suwen's number, and the video call was quickly connected.
Normal babies start crawling at eight months.
But after just over a month, Fu Xiaotuanzi was already able to crawl on the ground.
Suwen was afraid she would get hurt, so he laid a layer of sponge on the floor.
In the video, Fu Xiaotuanzi used both her hands and feet to slowly crawl to her older brother's side.
She babbled happily and raised her chubby little hand to pat Fu Qianyu's face.
Fu Qianyu was sleeping when she was suddenly woken up by being patted.
He looked up expressionlessly and saw his younger sister's face so close to his.
Fu Xiaotuanzi opened her innocent eyes wide, one chubby little hand supporting her soft, round face, while the other hand tried to push the cradle.
After pushing for a long time without success, I started kicking with my little feet.
He couldn't budge it even when he kicked it.
Fu Xiaotuanzi was somewhat troubled.
So she used her whole body.
The impact nearly knocked Fu Qianyu out of the cradle.
Fu Qianyu, tossed around by both sides: "..."
He closed his eyes, resigned to his fate.
"Chang Le, don't bother your brother." Su Wen waved, "Mom is calling, say hello to her."
Fu Xiaotuanzi's eyes lit up, and she quickly crawled to the phone.
She pointed to her plump, soft belly to indicate that she had been eating well.
"Pretty well-behaved and cute," Norton commented, a rare occurrence for him. "Your brother is just like you, too lazy to move."
"..."
Ying Zijing pointed to the door: "You can leave now."
“I’ll go to the capital to see them next week.” Norton’s eyelashes drooped. “I don’t have anything to do lately.”
"You like children?"
"She can't be older than six, or it won't be fun." Norton paused, then added, "And she has to be pretty, not malnourished."
This makes it easier to play dress-up games.
"Is this why you bought clothes for my aunt?" Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow. "Have you ever considered retiring from university to become the director of a children's welfare home?"
"No," Norton said lazily. "One or two is fine, but if there are too many, I'm afraid I'll lose my temper and hit them."
He got up, went outside, and took out his phone.
The phone's photo album still contains photos of Sinai shrinking.
Norton stroked his chin and clicked his tongue.
If he had to raise a daughter like that, he'd probably be exhausted.
However, they are indeed quite cute.
**
On the other side.
Three underground floors.
Sinai realized that even work couldn't distract her from what had happened yesterday.
"Ms. Sinai," Charlotte greeted, walking in cheerfully. "Good morning. Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I want to ask you a question."
"ask!"
“If, I mean if—” Sinai, “you called someone who looks your age ‘Dad,’ what would he think?”
"Looks about my age?" Charlotte scratched her head. "So what's his actual age?"
Sinai thought for a moment: "Even if we take the lowest estimate, it's over three hundred years old."
"Then you shouldn't call him Dad, you should call him Great-Grandpa."
"..."
Charlotte continued, "Think about it, if you call a man who is over three hundred years old 'Dad,' he'll definitely feel like you're taking advantage of him."
Sinai remained silent.
She felt that she was the one who was taken advantage of.
Charlotte was quite puzzled.
That said, who's that old?
People over a hundred years old are already in their graves, so what kind of extraordinary old bones are three hundred years old?
Sinai
"Professor Sinai." Not long after, another voice came, soft and gentle, "Professor Sinai, I heard you didn't go back to the experimental base yesterday and stayed outside?"
Footsteps sounded, and a woman in a white coat walked over.
"What are you doing here?" Charlotte became wary. "Annie, shouldn't you be with Sally?"
She had always known about Anne and had talked a lot about Sinai behind her back.
It's just that it's never been brought to the public eye.
Charlotte had absolutely no liking for Anne.
Sinai also raised her head, her expression indifferent.
“I wanted to ask Professor Sinai to teach us how to seduce two men.” Anne ignored Charlotte, looked at Sinai, and smiled slightly. “Did you really do your own experiment last time?”
The corners of her mouth curved into a wider smile: "Could it be that you sold your body to get this?"
(End of this chapter)
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