Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 147: Unexpected Incident

After a brief silence, Liu Changqing nodded.

Seeing his agreement, Zhao Xuanwen beamed and dashed toward the refrigerator. She had clearly seen the group put all the leftover popsicles there earlier.

An Yuanyao, standing by the doorway, was evidently surprised by Zhao Xuanwen's sudden appearance. She had never seen this child before.

"Who was that just now?"

"How are you feeling?"

Instead of answering directly, Liu Changqing moved closer to An Yuanyao with a smile.

"She’s quite pretty, isn’t she?"

"Pretty, yes, but... she looks quite young, doesn’t she?"

An Yuanyao looked at Liu Changqing's amused expression, puzzled.

What’s he smiling about?

Liu Changqing’s response carried a meaning she couldn’t decipher.

"She’s my son’s classmate—his desk partner, actually. She’s been to our house to play with Zhiyue."

"And then?"

"I think my son likes her."

"Huh?"

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An Yuanyao was stunned for a moment. She recalled that Liu Zhiyue was only fifteen this year. Looking at Liu Changqing, her eyes were full of doubt. In a low voice, she asked tentatively:

"So... what are you planning?"

"I want her to be my daughter-in-law," Liu Changqing said.

"Think about it: even though they’re just middle school classmates, their ages match up well. They could grow up together. This girl... she’s pretty, not short either, and most importantly, my son can keep her in line!"

"Keep her in line?"

This phrase was new to An Yuanyao.

"It means she listens to my son. Imagine if, when my son grows up, he finds a bossy, willful girlfriend who contradicts him at every turn. That’d be a nightmare! A sweet, silly girl like this is rare. You catch one if you can."

"..."

Only now did An Yuanyao begin to understand what Liu Changqing meant. Just like her impression of him during their time together, she could never predict his thoughts.

Love… isn’t it something that should be decided by the people involved? Arranging it like this...

"Anyway, I’m quite satisfied," Liu Changqing said matter-of-factly.

An Yuanyao looked at him, slightly dazed, and asked softly:

"What does Zhiyue think? Does he like that little girl?"

"Probably. He even got into a fight because of her."

"Really?"

"Of course! He even got suspended for a week because of it. The homeroom teacher just had it out for my son!"

An Yuanyao hadn’t heard about Liu Zhiyue’s fight and suspension. She glanced at Liu Changqing’s face, which was filled with indignation. Her lips moved as if to ask more, but she was interrupted by two figures rushing into the room.

Liu Xiazhi held a half-eaten popsicle in her hand, while the usually expressionless Feng Shuyan looked uncharacteristically flustered. Both of them dashed behind Liu Changqing, peeking out nervously. With their father present, Liu Xiazhi seemed a bit emboldened.

"You… don’t come any closer!"

Zhao Xuanwen appeared at the doorway again, holding a partially eaten popsicle. She looked visibly upset after Liu Xiazhi’s reprimand.

"I didn’t hug you..."

"Big liar! You said the same thing earlier!"

Liu Xiazhi clung to Liu Changqing’s arm, pointing her popsicle at Zhao Xuanwen.

"Dad, she kept hugging me... I couldn’t even breathe!"

"I…"

"I hate you!"

Zhao Xuanwen fell silent, her head slowly drooping. Liu Xiazhi’s accusation seemed to fill her with shame. Her hand holding the remaining popsicle drooped limply, and the treat slipped from her fingers onto the ground.

At that moment, Liu Changqing noticed something wrong with Zhao Xuanwen. Just as he was about to scold his daughter for her impoliteness, he saw Zhao Xuanwen sway backward. Her body hit the door with a dull thud before she slid down, sitting on the floor. She clutched her stomach with both hands, her hair covering her face.

Liu Changqing froze for a moment before leaping from his chair and rushing to her side. He knelt down, cupping her face and brushing her hair aside.

In just a short while, Zhao Xuanwen’s complexion had turned pale, her eyes tightly shut, and her expression twisted in pain.

Liu Changqing glanced at her hands clutching her stomach.

"Is your stomach hurting?"

"What happened?"

An Yuanyao hurried over as well. Squatting beside Zhao Xuanwen, she glanced at the popsicle on the ground and grew anxious.

"Could it be that she can’t eat cold things? How many did she eat?"

"I’m not sure... but I think I saw her eat three on the way here..."

"Girls shouldn’t eat so much of that!"

"That’s not the point right now!"

Realizing the urgency, Liu Changqing grabbed Zhao Xuanwen’s arm and lifted her up, cradling her in his arms. Even as he carried her, she frowned deeply, letting out soft groans of pain.

Liu Changqing quickened his pace, rushing out the door and shouting back:

"Old Feng, watch the kids and don’t let them run off!"

His shout drew everyone’s attention. The employees looked up to see Liu Changqing running out with Zhao Xuanwen in his arms. An Yuanyao, after a brief moment of shock, quickly followed him out.

The sudden incident unfolded too fast. Liu Xiazhi and Feng Shuyan stood at the doorway, watching as Liu Changqing placed Zhao Xuanwen into a car. An Yuanyao followed, and the vehicle sped away.

Feng Qian walked up to the doorway, watching Liu Changqing’s car vanish into the distance. He turned to the two children standing there, puzzled.

"What happened? What’s going on?"

"I don’t know…"

Liu Xiazhi shook her head, lowering it slowly. A faint sense of worry began to well up inside her. Zhao Xuanwen’s expression earlier seemed truly painful...

Feng Shuyan, on the other hand, looked up at her father and said softly:

"That sister seemed to have a stomachache. The chubby uncle’s taking her to the hospital."

"Stomachache?"

Feng Qian had been inside discussing background music for the Pokémon game with his employees and hadn’t seen the girl Liu Changqing had brought back. If it weren’t for Liu Changqing’s shout, he wouldn’t have come out at all.

After a moment of thought, he patted Feng Shuyan lightly on the head and said softly:

"Don’t stand in the doorway. Shuyan, take Xiazhi inside and read for a while. It’s cooler with the air conditioning."

"Okay."

Feng Shuyan replied and took the still-pensive Liu Xiazhi’s hand, leading her back into the house.