Chapter 675: You Mean the World to Me (7)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
OMG!
An Xiaxia froze on the spot, her eyes still wide open.
The man in black was no longer that cool guy from a moment ago. Wrapping himself around her leg, he wept and howled, “Miss, please come with me~ Me and my buddies will be fired if you don’t go~ Miss, you’re such a kind lady and I’m sure you’ll help me and my buddies, won’t you?”
An Xiaxia shuddered, getting goosebumps all over. “Dude… please get up and we’ll talk.”
To have a 190cm guy around her leg in the middle of a street was such a strange picture!
Plus, what’s with the cloying tone? It really doesn’t go with your big biceps!
“Miss, are you going to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, then?” The man in black took off his sunglasses and batted his teary eyelashes at An Xiaxia.
An Xiaxia was getting a phantom headache. “Exactly what kind of kidnapper are you?”
The man said innocently, “We were sent here by Mr. Song!”
An Xiaxia was baffled and peeled him off her leg with all her strength. “In that case, forget it. Mr. Song is even more terrifying than a kidnapping group!”
“Miss!” The man in black burst into tears. A dozen stalwart men then got out of the cars behind and marched toward her.
An Xiaxia broke into a cold sweat. Were they going to force her to go now?
Thump —
To her disbelief, all the men in black dropped to their knees and howled with the first one. “Miss, please help us~”
“I’m not going to give in!” An Xiaxia roared.
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In the end, An Xiaxia gave in.
The man in black happily opened the door for her and even stuck out his arm, saying obsequiously, “Miss, here’s your walking stick!”
“No, thanks… I’m not Her Majesty.” The corner of An Xiaxia’s mouth twitched.
Upon entering a private room in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, An Xiaxia found Mr. Song there, together with Papa An and An Yibei.
“Dad… Brother… You two…” An Xiaxia was surprised.
At that “dad,” Mr. Song thought that she was addressing him and looked delighted. He then realized that Papa An was the one she was calling “dad,” and the light in his eyes dimmed.
“Sit with me.” Papa An waved at her amiably.
An Xiaxia sat down next to him, glared at Mr. Song, then blurted out, “Why are we here?”
“Xiaxia,” Papa An chided. “Be polite.”
An Xiaxia had always been a good daughter and did as told reluctantly.
Mr. Song got straight to the point and said politely, “I’m Xiaxia’s biological father and I feel sorry that she was out there all these years. I want to take her back to the Song family. To thank you for taking care of her all these years, I’ll try my best to make it up to you. Feel free to name your price.”
Papa An smiled harmlessly and struck up a conversation.
An Xiaxia was alarmed. She grabbed An Yibei by his arm and whispered, “Brother… Dad won’t sell me off, will he…”
An Yibei rapped her head with his knuckles. “What’re you thinking? He would rather sell me than you!”
After calming An Xiaxia down, An Yibei cleared his throat, then said in a serious tone, “My family officially adopted An Xiaxia and processed the required paperwork. Legally speaking, she is the daughter of the An family and my younger sister. Going back to the Song family with you isn’t obligatory and she’ll have to give her consent before you can claim her as your daughter.”
“That’s indeed the elite lawyer talking.” Mr. Song remained as graceful as ever. “So, what are you saying?”
“You’re only her dad if my sister says so. If not, please leave her alone!”