Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 51

In the Longxi Li family, the martial arts schools are numerous, a unique feature of their ancestral land.

Various martial arts styles such as fist, stick, sword, and spear are practiced. Cheng Jinyang even saw a school specializing in “Gun Fighting Technique”, not with a long spear, but with rifles, where two girls energetically handed out flyers at the entrance.

Li Fenghe chose a martial arts school named “Cannon Fist Style”, focusing on direct frontal collision techniques like Iron Mountain Push.

Upon entering, he discovered that the school’s master was none other than Li Qingwan’s second uncle, Li Baohu.

It turned out it was run by their own family.

Arriving at the underground training ground, Li Qingwan went to change into training attire while Li Fenghe sat next to Cheng Jinyang, smiling and saying:

“Jinyang, you don’t have to hide it. Uncle can see it clearly. You really have intentions towards Qingwan… When do you plan to get married?”

Cheng Jinyang: ?

“Qingwan is good in many ways, but she has one flaw: she’s too accepting.”

Seeing his puzzled expression, Li Fenghe continued, “From childhood to now, besides practicing, I’ve never seen her take the initiative to do anything. However, this time, she spoke up for you in front of me, even afraid I wouldn’t agree to you being together. She even mentioned her promotion to try to make me happy. As a father, how could I not see through this?”

This… this prospective father-in-law seemed to have a hole in his brain?

Cheng Jinyang hesitated for a moment before feeling he couldn’t remain silent. If the misunderstanding wasn’t resolved now, they might blame him later. So, he smiled and said:

“Uncle, Qingwan and I are currently just friends…”

“Oh, I know!” Li Fenghe interrupted him directly, straightforwardly saying, “It’s just a matter of name! What’s there to be tangled about? What friends? If you’re boyfriend and girlfriend, aren’t you friends too? Uncle has been through this with her grandfather’s family!”

Cheng Jinyang was speechless. After a while, he asked:

“By the way, why haven’t we seen her mother?”

“Oh, she died in childbirth.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. It was an emergency. No one expected it.” Li Fenghe looked ahead, his gaze slightly distracted, his voice lower, “Such is fate.”

After a moment, as if convincing himself, he repeated softly:

“This is fate.”

Cheng Jinyang: ………

This prospective father-in-law was too pessimistic. He seemed to be filled with negative energy all over, no wonder Cheng Jinyang always felt that even when he smiled, it was a forced smile… By the way, when will Teacher Li come out?

Fortunately, Li Qingwan didn’t make him wait long. She quickly changed into her training uniform and came out, brightening Cheng Jinyang’s eyes.

The saying “a woman looks best in white” was truly exemplified here by Teacher Li.

Although the loose training uniform was tied at the waist, it accentuated her figure just right. To prevent opponents from pulling it, the collar was specially designed to fit snugly against her neck, outlining the gentle curves of her shoulders.

Still with a simple ponytail, under the training uniform, she exuded a bit more vigor and vitality, showing that this training uniform was probably not just casually designed but balanced between utility and aesthetics… leaning more towards the latter.

“Jinyang, sorry to keep you waiting.” Li Qingwan smiled softly, then turned to her father and clasped her hands in a respectful gesture, “Please instruct me, Father.”

Li Fenghe turned back, glanced at Cheng Jinyang, as if to say, “She spoke to you first when she came out. How are you going to explain this? Still hiding things from me?”

Cheng Jinyang could only respond with a wry smile.

Li Fenghe stood up, calmly stretching his muscles. The Li family’s physical activation not only enhanced self-healing abilities but also greatly improved muscle explosive power.

Isn’t this a father beating his daughter when the sixth grade beats the eighth grade?

Well, it is indeed a father beating his daughter.

Li Qingwan slowly assumed her stance, poised for full effort.

“Did you see that?” Li Fenghe pointed to the ready Li Qingwan, then turned to Cheng Jinyang, saying, “Jinyang, I personally raised my daughter. Look at her posture, her figure, and her body. Even among the Li family, she’s one in a thousand… no, one in ten thousand!”

Although his tone was quite proud, Cheng Jinyang still heard a hint of lack of confidence in it, as if he was worried that his daughter would not be able to get married. That’s why the ancients said, “Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix”; there’s some truth to it. Being the tail-end in a group for too long can easily crush one’s confidence.

“Dad!” Seeing Li Fenghe incessantly promoting, Li Qingwan also became a little annoyed. Stepping back heavily, she unleashed her strength, charging towards Li Fenghe.

“Come on!” Li Fenghe shouted and reached out to grab her fist. The explosive speed of a eighth grade physical activation was considered slow in the eyes of a sixth grade

Then, with a bang, his right eye socket took a direct hit.

Cheng Jinyang: ?

“Hiss!” Li Fenghe staggered back a few steps, gasped, and covered his eyes. Li Qingwan stopped in panic, ran to his side to check the situation, and apologized, “Dad! Are you okay? I didn’t control my strength just now. I thought you would dodge…”

“I’m fine.” Li Fenghe silently activated his ability, and the swelling around his right eye quickly subsided.

But the fact of being slapped in the face couldn’t just be ignored. His prospective son-in-law was sitting right there!

Thinking about it made him angry. He had clearly calculated his daughter’s punching speed, but her actual explosion was faster than his calculated parameters.

Was she deliberately hiding her skills and then suddenly bursting out? But that didn’t make sense either.

Her punching speed was like a lightning bolt; even a sixth grade supernatural might not be able to dodge it! If he wasn’t careful, it was normal for a sixth grade supernatural to get hit!

Li Fenghe subconsciously wanted to criticize his daughter for “not playing fair,” but after thinking it over, he reluctantly held back.

Who taught his daughter? Wasn’t it himself?

That would be like scolding himself for not teaching her martial ethics!

“I’m sorry, Dad.” Li Qingwan felt a little sad. “I didn’t tell you, but I’m actually seventh grade now.”

Li Fenghe: ?

Oh, she’s a seventh grade, no wonder. I thought she was a eighth grade…

Wait a minute, what? Seventh grade? When did this happen? Isn’t Qingwan not even twenty yet? Where did seventh grade come from? Achieving the seventh grade before twenty means she’s practically guaranteed to be fourth grade!

“Really a seventh grade?” Li Fenghe widened his eyes, his voice trembling.

“Really a seventh grade.” Li Qingwan’s eyes welled up with tears, speaking earnestly.

“No, let me confirm with you again, really a seventh grade?” Li Fenghe tightly grabbed his daughter’s arms, his expression spasming.

It felt like if her next words were “Haha, Dad, I tricked you,” Li Fenghe might just lose it right then and there.

“Really a seventh grade, Dad.” Li Qingwan nodded.

“Haha, hahaha!” Li Fenghe started laughing strangely, his face contorted, “Seventh grade, good, seventh grade…!”

Watching this, Cheng Jinyang was on edge, fearing he might collapse and convulse any second, his teeth clenched, eyes fixed.

Fortunately, Li Fenghe didn’t lose his mind in excitement; he just trembled as he slowly released his daughter.

After a moment, he sat down on a nearby chair, buried his face in his hands, and gradually began to cry hysterically.

This middle-aged man, now fifty, was crying loudly like a child who had lost all sense of shame, his voice hoarse from wailing.

Li Qingwan stood by, gently patting his back, softly reassuring him, “It’s okay, Dad. It’s okay. If mom knew about this in the underworld, she would be very happy too…”