Chapter 74: Daddy

Chapter 74: Daddy

That day, Yingling took her little smoking pipe and played cards with several noble ladies for the afternoon. After agreeing on the charity dinner for that evening with everyone, she went back home in the evening.

After returning to her big house in Academy City, she took a bath and changed into a red, backless, low-cut evening gown.

Standing in front of the floor-length mirror, Yingling adjusted her tight corset and her chest area. She looked at her fair back and took a good moment to admire her figure.

Tonight’s charity dinner was fairly important. Not only were several county senators attending, but a few officials from the Ministry of Magic would also be coming.

However, these people weren’t the most important. After all, they were part of the Fox faction, which were business partners they interacted with. Moreover, these wives, who were all henpecked, had an extraordinary relationship with her. So she didn’t need to worry about their attitudes at all.

If there was a matter, talking to their wives was more effective than talking to anyone else.

Therefore, the most important thing today wasn’t socializing; it was introducing some connections to Ocris.

Or setting her up on some blind dates.

Many talented young men from various places would be attending this charity dinner. The opportunity was quite rare—to gather more supporters for Ocris, the ‘little auntie’ had specifically used Mr. Archie Barriff’s connections to invite many heirs of great noble families to this charity dinner.

She had mentioned this to Ocris for several days now, but that little girl kept hesitating and was unwilling to come. She said things like those people’s support for her wasn’t pure. So she was very resistant…

But since you are a princess, how many people in this world would support you because they admire your talent?

Besides, with no power or influence now, how can you even talk about ‘talent’?

These talented young men were all from major great noble families, truly compatible with the little girl. Their families all had the capability to challenge the Witch Queen. If there was a good one, choosing someone as a future partner wouldn’t be a problem.

Then, the Witch Queen couldn’t marry you off to the Dragon Clan anymore.

But you didn’t like Lufield or Tyrus, and you don’t like any of these others either… I think you just want to marry into that group of dragons!

And you keep foolishly thinking you can rely on yourself for everything, talking about independence and self-reliance.

What self-reliance, my foot…

You are someone who wants to do big things, not run a small business on your own.

Is it that easy to climb back to the top?

If there are no supporters, who will lift your throne?

All the Sorcery King and Witch Queen families are eying the next Witch Queen’s throne covetously!

Yingling felt she had a heavy responsibility today. Tonight, she absolutely must drag Ocris over to meet some potential matches.

Therefore, she absolutely could not miss tonight’s charity dinner.

But if after all the preparations her dear little auntie made, Ocris just half-heartedly went through the motions—just wait, she would spank her bottom.

Seeing there was still time and the carriage hadn’t arrived yet, Yingling, after tidying her clothes, fixed her hair, brewed a pot of tea, and holding a teacup, went to the living room, planning to read some Book of Songs for a while.

But as soon as she stepped through the living room door, Yingling’s legs went weak, and she was so startled she nearly knelt down on the floor.

In the living room, there was a faceless person wearing a black sorcerer’s robe, standing with hands behind his back, examining the surrealist paintings in the room with great interest—a few were even genuine pieces by the great painter Barlow, truly exceptionally painted.

He was looking very intently.

Yingling carefully carried the pot of tea and placed it on the tea table next to that person.

Louis snapped back to attention. He glanced at Yingling, then sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and slowly patted the robe on his leg. He looked at this little fox.

Yingling quickly put on an ingratiating smile, knelt before his legs, wagged her tail, and her mind raced rapidly.

She smiled brightly, but at this moment, her back was soaked—with cold sweat!

He had finally come…

Because of her earlier misunderstanding, many people thought the Faceless One was her elder. Later, she understood the situation, but no matter how she explained, she couldn’t clear things up.

She knew this matter wouldn’t just end like this…

But Yingling knew this might also be a huge gamble—there was only a small handful of people in this world who could be a major backer.

And the kind where one is enough, with no more worries, were even fewer.

But right here, right now, there was one.

Today, if she won the bet, she would gain such a major backer.

If she lost…

The fur on Yingling’s tail couldn’t help but stand on end.

After hearing the thoughts in Yingling’s mind, Louis raised his eyebrows.

These Foxes really were, one bolder than the other.

Their train of thought was also quite unusual.

Earlier in the day, he thought Yingling was quite independent and self-reliant like Ocris, and that when he dropped by tonight, she would be quite firm. She would argue with him on principle.

But it seemed Miss Yingling was somewhat different during the day and night. A contrast girl.

A chilling voice sounded in Yingling’s heart.

[Do you know why I came to find you?]

After asking, Louis saw all the fur on Yingling’s tail stand on end. Her tears started falling plop plop, she rubbed her eyes and began to sniffle softly. Then, in a coquettish voice, she said:

“I know. I know. I used Daddy’s name to talk nonsense outside before. Daddy is angry (crying).”

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[Daddy?]

Louis was utterly baffled.

He carefully recalled that in Common Speech, many things could be expressed by ‘father’—father-in-law, stepfather, biological father, dad. Basically, they could all use the word ‘father.’

But he certainly didn’t have a daughter.

However, in the Fox language, ‘daddy’ seemed to have a few other meanings.

[Hmph hmph]

Louis let out a cold laugh, with a clear implication that if she didn’t explain properly today, it wouldn’t be as simple as awkwardness.

When this cold laugh echoed in Yingling’s heart, Yingling gave a full-body shudder and said: “That’s right, you must be Little Yingling’s daddy. You have been secretly protecting the little Foxkins, and helped (sniffle), helped us ‘beat up’ so many bad people, drove away all those bad guys who bullied the little Foxkins. So Little Yingling always suspected you were an elder of the Foxkin tribe.”

In Yingling’s words, these little Foxkins referred to herself.

[And if I’m not?]

“You’ve helped the little Foxkins so much, even if you’re not the little Foxkins’ elder…” Yingling lifted her tear-streaked face, wagged her tail, wiggled her ears, and put on a look of pure innocence, naive, sweet and simple face, and continued: “It’s only right for Yingling to call you daddy.”

After saying that, she also pouted her little mouth.

After hearing this incredible logic from Yingling, Louis couldn’t help but be slightly taken aback.

Truly remarkably bold. Dared to say anything, unafraid of death.

And presumably, she had probably prepared for this day for a long time, had many words and many things ready. Just waiting for him to ask, and then give him a satisfactory answer.

Louis believed she had certainly also prepared many answers that could satisfy him.

But what was there to ask?

I didn’t come here today to ask about this.

Louis looked at the dancing Barbie doll before him with a smile and slowly drank his tea.

Seeing Louis remain silent for so long, cold sweat poured out in Yingling’s heart.

‘It’s over, over, over!’

‘Went too far, went too far!’

‘Should have explained clearly right away, had to play so many twists and turns… boohoo.’

‘Called him daddy, but it turns out he doesn’t like that…’

‘Flattery misplaced…’

‘Now he doesn’t intend to listen to my explanation anymore…’

‘Everything’s finished…’

‘Boo… I’m going to be… I’m going to be… by him…’

Thinking of this, Yingling’s head buzzed, and she almost fainted. This time she didn’t pretend, didn’t wag her tail. She didn’t wiggle her ears. Both ears and tail drooped down; she was truly crying now.

‘Boo… what did he say earlier, something about a pity?’

Yingling nearly cried herself unconscious.

‘Boo… This celestial maiden (coughing from crying) this celestial maiden, after all her hardships, still couldn’t escape this fate!’

‘I’m going to pedal a tricycle at the Darkmoon Circus… boohoo…’

Listening to this tricycle-pedaling request in Yingling’s heart, Louis fell into deep thought.

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