Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 181: I Really Like Aunt An

Liu Changqing looked at An Yuanyao in front of him.

He felt his body start to stiffen as his gaze slowly moved downward from her face, stopping at the hand that was gripping his.

His eyes widened slightly.

"I'm taking Xiazhi to the competition. That’s okay, right?"

An Yuanyao’s eyes were firm as she spoke. She leaned in slightly toward Liu Changqing, closing the distance between them.

Liu Changqing could even feel the warmth of her breath as she spoke.

Damn… Who could handle this…

"Dad!"

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A sudden voice from the bathroom broke the moment.

Liu Changqing, who had started to get drawn in, snapped back to reality. He gently pulled his hand away and stood up from the sofa, striding toward the bathroom door.

"What's wrong?"

"There's no toilet paper!"

"…"

The response left Liu Changqing momentarily stunned, as if caught in a whirlwind. It took him a few seconds before he turned around with an awkward expression and asked hesitantly,

"Uh… is there any paper?"

"It's in the room. I'll get it."

Without any change in expression, An Yuanyao stood up and walked into the inner room.

She opened the door, stepped inside, and shut it behind her.

Standing still for a moment, she suddenly leaned against the wall, raising the hand that had just held Liu Changqing’s.

A wave of embarrassment surged through her.

Just now… why did I act so boldly? Did I scare him?

Hearing Li Wanran’s name from Liu Changqing’s mouth had stirred an inexplicable frustration within her.

Maybe… she wanted to prove something.

After taking a moment to calm herself, she took a deep breath, steadied her emotions, then grabbed a pack of tissues and opened the door.

But before she could say anything, she saw Liu Changqing standing at the bathroom door, his hand raised to his nose, seemingly sniffing something.

She froze for a second before quietly closing the bedroom door behind her.

The sound of the door shutting startled Liu Changqing, making him hurriedly lower his hand. He turned toward An Yuanyao, who had just stepped out, his expression slightly unnatural.

"You got the paper?"

Glancing around evasively, he knocked on the bathroom door and called out,

"Xiazhi, unlock the door."

"Okay!"

His daughter responded from inside, and soon after, the sound of the lock clicking open could be heard.

An Yuanyao stepped forward and handed him the tissues.

Liu Changqing grabbed them without looking at her. His eyes remained on the slightly ajar bathroom door, where Liu Xiazhi had stuck her head out, reaching out a small hand.

"Give me the paper!"

"You little brat… Wipe properly…"

As the bathroom door closed again, the atmosphere between the two outside turned slightly awkward.

Liu Changqing wasn’t sure what to do. His facial expression twitched slightly before he forced a stiff smile.

"Heh… Kids. They have no filter."

"Xiazhi is adorable. She’s got such a lively personality."

"Calling it lively is putting it nicely. The blunt way to say it is that she’s a little troublemaker… No idea who taught her to be like this. A girl shouldn’t be speaking so roughly."

The topic shifted. Talking about his daughter helped Liu Changqing shake off the lingering awkwardness, though his tone carried some frustration.

As he said, his daughter used to be… a bit of a tsundere? But at least she was mindful of her words. She wouldn't have said anything so blunt before.

As time passed, Liu Changqing couldn’t figure out where his daughter had picked up this habit of speaking so bluntly, saying whatever came to her mind without a second thought.

This couldn’t go on. His adorable daughter couldn’t just start spewing crude words!

Liu Changqing had seriously thought about this issue. His own manners were fine, his son rarely used foul language, and An Yuanyao? She’d never curse—at most, she’d call someone an "idiot."

After ruling out every possibility, he finally found the culprit.

School.

It was a place where kids gained knowledge, but also where they encountered all sorts of people for the first time.

And this rough way of speaking? It had to be that brat Haohao’s influence.

That little punk!

Just wait until I catch him!

Liu Changqing’s expression twisted with frustration. Seeing this sudden shift in his face after just a couple of sentences, An Yuanyao tilted her head in confusion, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Liu Changqing snapped out of his thoughts and looked at her, puzzled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You… you’re kind of cute!"

"Huh?"

She just called a man in his thirties cute? Was this an insult?

Liu Changqing really couldn’t understand what she meant.

Before he could ask, the bathroom door swung open.

Liu Xiazhi, now with her backpack on, adjusted her dress as she walked up to Liu Changqing, tilting her head up.

"Dad, what were you and Aunt An talking about? I think I heard my name!"

"Your dad was just saying how cute you are," An Yuanyao said with a smile.

Liu Xiazhi froze for a second before breaking into a bright, happy grin. A little shy, she raised her hands to cover her cheeks.

"Dad, you’re always praising me~"

"…"

Watching his daughter getting all smug again, Liu Changqing remained silent, his face blank.

He reached out and took her hand, then looked at An Yuanyao.

"Alright, then. That’s the plan. I’ll be counting on you."

"Mm! Trust me!"

An Yuanyao knew he was talking about the competition. Hearing his agreement, she looked genuinely happy.

After putting on her shoes, Liu Xiazhi slipped out of Liu Changqing’s grasp and ran toward the elevator.

Seeing his daughter suddenly dash off, Liu Changqing quickly chased after her.

As he reached the doorway, he hesitated for a moment, lowering his head as if deep in thought. Then, he looked up at An Yuanyao, who was standing by the door.

"I’m really looking forward to October 1st."

"Me too."

An Yuanyao stepped forward in her slippers, gripping the door handle as she gazed at him with a warm smile.

"Take care on the way, Big Cutie~"

With that, she closed the door.

Liu Changqing stood there, stunned.

Wait… did she just call me…?

Snapping back to reality, he rushed toward the elevator and firmly held his daughter’s hand.

But his mind was still replaying what had just happened.

An Yuanyao was getting more and more forward, and Liu Changqing wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep pretending not to notice.

With a soft "ding," the elevator arrived. Liu Changqing led his daughter inside and pressed the button for the first floor.

His eyes followed the changing numbers on the display.

Suddenly, Liu Xiazhi spoke up.

"I really like Aunt An!"

"What?"

Liu Changqing instinctively responded, then looked down at his daughter.

She was beaming up at him, her face full of joy.