Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 50

In the afternoon, during their martial arts class:

Cheng Jinyang suddenly threw a punch that landed on Li Qingwan’s chest.

She quickly stepped back to absorb the force, swaying a few times. The pain brought her back to reality, and she managed a gentle smile.

“You seem to have something on your mind,” Cheng Jinyang said, pausing. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have hit you so easily.”

“You’ve seen through me,” Li Qingwan admitted, smiling. “Well, I’m debating whether to tell my father.”

“You mean telling him you’ve been promoted to the seventh grade?” Cheng Jinyang quickly understood.

Wealth doesn’t always return home, as with wearing brocade at night, it’s all meaningless. Moreover, Teacher Li’s family background is rather unusual; she and her father have sacrificed too much to rise through the ranks in this respect.

Now that Li Qingwan has been promoted to the seventh grade but wants to keep it from her father, she naturally feels somewhat uncomfortable.

Other girls keep secrets from their families because their parents are either clan heads or elders, and they would have other considerations, like whether it could be extended to the entire clan, and so on.

So, until they hold enough status within the clan, they cannot easily tell their families.

However, Li Qingwan’s father is just an ordinary member of the Longxi Li family, and the Longxi Li family doesn’t have any “family-first” ideological seal imprint. If she made him choose between “daughter’s benefit” and “family benefit,” he’d most likely choose the former.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jinyang nodded and said:

“Qingwan, you can tell your father if you want, but make sure he doesn’t spread it outside, including to other members of your family.”

“Of course,” Li Qingwan said with some surprise and joy. “Well, my father isn’t one to boast. And due to certain reasons, my friends and relatives have already formed a deep-seated impression of my poor talent, so they probably won’t notice these things.”

Cheng Jinyang certainly understood what she meant. Because of the almost self-abusive training of the father and daughter in the past, as well as their regular visits to the pedigree identification center, it was probably already a small joke in the clan… It’s a bit sad to put it this way.

Poor Teacher Li! Fortunately, she met me, and finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

The two practiced together for another half hour, and Li Qingwan finally made up her mind.

She would go back and tell her father.

Cheng Jinyang accompanied her and arranged for a special car from the Cheng family estate.

If it were another girl, he might have avoided suspicion. After all, if they were seen traveling together in the clan estate, it might cause some gossip.

However, Li Qingwan, due to her extremely poor talent, was basically invisible in the clan, and Cheng Jinyang was even less recognized here.

The two walked all the way from the entrance of the clan estate without anyone noticing them.

Li Qingwan’s home was on the edge of the Longxi Li family, near the Yangtze River.

In the Longxi Li family, there was no such thing as a river-view house. Less promising clan members were assigned to the riverside because it was the farthest from the entrance of the clan estate, making every trip out a long journey.

This is completely different from Miss Wang, who chooses to live on the edge of the clan estate for peace and quiet.

However, because of the “sparsely populated land” on the edge of the clan estate, most of them were single-family houses with additional courtyards. In front of Teacher Li’s house, a small piece of land had been cultivated, with plants that looked like medicinal herbs growing inside.

“Wait,” seeing her about to lead him inside, Cheng Jinyang quickly asked, “Isn’t it inappropriate for me to meet your father like this?”

“What’s the problem?” Li Qingwan smiled and said, “We’re bound to meet sooner or later.”

What does that mean? What does “sooner or later” mean? Cheng Jinyang hadn’t figured it out yet when Li Qingwan dragged him inside.

Teacher Li is really strong; I can’t resist at all.

The furnishings in the room were quite simple, perhaps because it was by the riverside, where the humidity was heavy, and there was some mold along the edges of the wallpaper.

Li Qingwan’s father, Li Fenghe, was lazily lying on the sofa at this time, wearing just shorts.

Compared to the image Cheng Jinyang had seen of him in her dream, he had clearly gained weight, his belly noticeably larger.

“Back already?” he glanced over.

“Yes, Dad,” Li Qingwan stepped aside and introduced, “This is Cheng Jinyang.”

At this, Li Fenghe sat up. He had heard of this name before and knew him to be the patriarch of the Shendu Cheng clan.

Previously, for some reason, the Longxi Li family had paid extra attention to him and had specially instructed Li Qingwan to make friends with him… Hmm, didn’t expect him to be so young, looking about the same age as my daughter.

He casually picked up the shirt and pants beside the sofa, put them on, and then stood up without feeling embarrassed, revealing a gentle smile typical of elders.

“Jinyang, right? I’m Qingwan’s father.”

“Uncle, hello,” Cheng Jinyang quickly bowed.

“Just call me Uncle,” Li Fenghe waved his hand.

In noble families, if unsure of the father’s age compared to the other person, they often judged by the family grade. If the other party is from a third-grade family and their own is fifth-grade, they would address them as “uncle.” As for “uncle,” the emphasis is on the “father” character, naturally carrying additional implications for those who understand.

[T/N: The two uncle(in chinese) words are different here. In short, Li Fenghe asked Cheng Jinyang to be more friendly and less formal with him.]

Li Qingwan felt a little shy and explained to her father, “Dad, Jinyang and I are just ordinary friends for now.”

“Oh, is that so?” Li Fenghe immediately played dumb and smiled, “No problem at all, you never know what the future holds.”

Cheng Jinyang: …………

Teacher Li hasn’t said anything yet, and the father-in-law is already assuming things at lightning speed. But since he’s being called “uncle,” it’s definitely not about marriage, showing some insight.

Li Qingwan blinked at him secretly, signaling him not to take it to heart, then smiled and said, “Dad, you’ve been staying at home these days and not going to the martial arts academy. Second Uncle always talks about it when he sees me, saying you must be getting fat, which isn’t good for your health.”

“Hmph!” Li Fenghe grunted displeasedly, “I’m almost 50 years old, what am I going to the martial arts academy for?”

At over 50, the peak of bloodline concentration has passed, Li Fenghe’s words were not wrong. However, though his voice was loud, it couldn’t conceal a hint of melancholy. Li Qingwan bit her lip slightly, only saying after a while:

“Just consider it accompanying me. How about practicing a few moves with me?”

“You?” Li Fenghe looked at his daughter, then glanced at Cheng Jinyang beside her and sneered, “Even if I’m not great, I’m still a sixth-grade supernatural. You’re only ninth-grade, how do you plan to practice with me? Are you trying to show off in front of your boyfriend?”

Cheng Jinyang was embarrassed by his words, while Li Qingwan was greatly embarrassed, saying:

“No, recently I’ve made some progress, so I wanted you to see.”

Li Fenghe paused for a moment, then understood his daughter’s meaning: she must have broken through to the eighth-grade from the ninth-grade.

With a guaranteed bloodline talent of fifth-grade, most would break through to the eighth-grade before 20; if it’s a guaranteed of fourth-grade, they’d even reach seventh-grade by that age.

Other children her age were mostly already above the eighth-grade or even below the seventh-grade. This “entering the eighth-grade” for Li Qingwan, rather than being a surprise promotion, was more of an unspoken irony. It’s no wonder she was reluctant to speak directly.

Thinking of this, Li Fenghe felt somewhat guilty and decided to go easy when they practice later at the martial arts academy, letting Cheng Jinyang see his daughter’s excellence gradually. He nodded slowly in agreement.