Chapter 10 The Chat Group That Went Crazy
Chapter 10 The Chat Group That Went Crazy
The passageway was deathly silent, except for Xing, who was still struggling under Chen Feng's arm, trying to continue her earth-shattering "declaration of recognizing her father".
March 7th's jaw nearly dropped to the ground, her pink eyes wide like two glass marbles, scanning back and forth between Chen Feng and Xing, as if trying to confirm whether she was dreaming.
"Father...Father?! Mr. Chen Feng, you...this,this..." She stammered, feeling like her CPU was about to burn out.
Shouldn't a legendary figure like him make an appearance that is majestic and radiant throughout the world? What's going on with this young man being patted on by his "daughter" and looking utterly hopeless? This isn't how the script is supposed to go!
Dan Heng, who is usually excellent at managing his expressions, showed a rare crack at this moment.
His eyes, calm as a deep pool, clearly reflected the "father-daughter tug-of-war" scene, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to look away from the absurd scene and turn to Chen Feng. He tried to keep his voice steady, but it carried a hint of undisguised confusion: "Mr. Chen Feng... this... Miss Xing... is your...?"
He simply couldn't find a more suitable word.
"It was just a little joke."
Chen Feng finally managed to cover Xing's mouth, pressed her to his side, and gave Dan Heng and San Yueqi an awkward but polite smile.
"This kid just woke up, his mind's still a bit foggy. Seeing how handsome and powerful I am, he's having some unrealistic fantasies. Right?"
He lowered his head and frantically signaled to Xing to cooperate with his eyes.
With her mouth covered, Xing could only make "woo-woo" sounds, but her amber eyes darted around, full of cunning and defiance, clearly indicating that she had no intention of "forcing a confession."
"Ahem," Chen Feng cleared his throat, deciding to forcefully change the subject, "Um... Estella sent you to find us, how's the situation outside? Have you cleared out the antimatter legion's scum?"
He tried to steer the conversation back on track, subtly releasing Xing and giving her a warning glare.
Once Xingyi was free, she immediately jumped to the side like a cat with its fur standing on end, rubbing her cheeks which were a little sore from being covered, and muttered in dissatisfaction, "You hit really hard... Dad!"
She deliberately dragged out the last word, looking at Chen Feng provocatively.
Chen Feng sighed, "...If you keep yelling like that, you won't get your allowance!"
"You never gave it to me!" Xing retorted immediately, her voice full of righteous indignation.
Watching this "father and daughter" bickering, I felt my worldview repeatedly collapsing and being rebuilt.
She asked Xing cautiously, "Xing? You...you're really this envoy's...uh...daughter?"
She still found it hard to believe. Chen Feng looked to be about the same age as them, so how could he have such a big child?
However, there are many people in the universe who have the ability to maintain their youth, such as Black Tower, who already has the ability to prolong life, so perhaps Chen Feng is still an old monster.
Xing hugged her beloved baseball bat, tilted her chin up, and said with a hint of smugness, "Of course! He admitted it himself! Right, Dad?"
She passed the buck to Chen Feng again.
Chen Feng rolled his eyes: "Don't listen to her nonsense. Just assume she's not mentally sound. Let's hurry up and leave, don't keep Estella waiting."
March 7th nodded. Actually, she could tell that the two people were just joking. She just wasn't sure. Now that Chen Feng had explained, the matter was over. After all, the important business was more important.
"Yes, yes, yes! Himeko-nee and Estella must be getting impatient!" March Seven nodded hurriedly, temporarily putting aside the "astonishing father-daughter relationship," "Let's hurry! Hoshi, stay close to us!"
She greeted Xing in a very familiar manner.
Xing nodded naturally, holding her baseball bat and following March 7th, looking around curiously, as if she wasn't the protagonist of the recent father-recognition farce.
Chen Feng sighed helplessly.
He followed behind the group, habitually opening the chat group as he walked.
[An ordinary-looking young man doing ash work: (photo.jpg)]
It's a full-body photo of the star.
[An ordinary young man: Family, who knows anything about this?! I just picked up a little girl, and now I'm taking her and her friends to register with their parents.]
[Ordinary young man doing chores: @Why is your head so pointy? When are you arriving? As an elder, shouldn't I prepare a red envelope? (doge)]
The chat group exploded within seconds of the message being sent.
[North of the Milky Way: ???]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: ???]
[North of the Milky Way: Recognizing a daughter? Is that so outrageous? Chen Feng, you've only been in that world for a few days! Isn't this efficiency a bit too astonishing?! (Angel Yan's shocked face.jpg)]
[North of the Milky Way: And is that girl holding the stick in the photo your daughter? She's quite pretty, but that expression...tsk, just like your own daughter, that smug look is exactly the same!]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Hahahaha! Congratulations! Brother Chen Feng, oh no, nephew Chen Feng! The birth of your daughter is a great blessing! Let's raise a toast!]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: I'll order a gift to be prepared immediately! What would your daughter like? Gold and silver jewelry? Fine silks and satins? Or perhaps rare and precious antiques from my Great Tang Dynasty? Just name it! (Li Shimin claps and laughs.jpg)]
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: @OrdinaryYoungMan, my dear nephew, this girl looks clever and has your flair! Good! Excellent! My Chinese bloodline can indeed flourish anywhere! (Stroking his beard with satisfaction.jpg)]
Why is the top of your head so pointy? :...
Why is the top of your head so pointy? (6.)
[Why is your head so pointy? Chen Feng, what kind of performance art are you doing now? Even the worst program in my lab doesn't have such outrageous plot generation capabilities.]
[Why is your head so pointy? You want a red envelope? If I'm not mistaken, that baseball bat in your "daughter's" hand is my prized possession. I'm already being lenient by not asking you for money, and you're still asking me for money, taking things both ways.]
[The ordinary young man who plays with ashes: ... @The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century, Your Majesty, please read the message carefully. She's someone I recognize, but not a blood relative, even though she was only born recently.]
[The ordinary-looking guy who's just throwing dust: @Why is your head so pointy? Fine, don't give it to me then, I don't really need it (sad.jpg) (sad.jpg)]
【Why is your head so pointy?: 6. Trying to play the victim, huh? I'll be there soon. I hope you'll still be this shameless then.】
[The strongest carbon-based life form of the 7th century: Uh, did I see that wrong? It's alright then, why be so clear about who's your daughter and who's yours? She's your daughter anyway, it's a good thing! Bet!]
[North of the Milky Way: Wait a minute, what does "just born not long ago" mean?]
Angel Yan discovered the blind spot.
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