But he had never seen such a display before.
It’s all that girl’s fault, coming home and not saying a thing.
She had only mentioned she was bringing her boyfriend home. When asked about his profession, she said he was an Anchor and left it to them to ask about anything else. Follow current novels on novel★fire.net
To hide his embarrassment, Qing’s Father let out a few forced coughs.
"Ahem... Are you alright, Uncle?"
Hearing Xia Liang’s words, Qing’s Father quickly waved his hand.
"I’m fine, I’m fine. Just a moment, I’m getting a bit hungry. I’ll go hurry my wife along and tell her to speed things up."
With that, Qing’s Father stood up and headed for the kitchen.
Seeing Qing’s Father walk in, the mother and daughter were both taken aback.
"Why did you come in here?" Qing’s Mother asked, puzzled by her husband’s behavior.
Upon entering, Qing’s Father first glared at Qingxue before speaking gravely, "That young man just now..."
Before he could finish, Qingxue interjected unhappily, "What do you mean ’that young man’? He has a name. It’s Xia Liang!"
Seeing how Qingxue was already taking his side, Qing’s Father felt a little slighted.
"Alright, alright, Xia Liang. Didn’t you say he was an Anchor? How did he just pull out the keys to a Lamborghini sports car out of nowhere?"
Qing’s Mother gasped. Her jaw dropped, and her mouth moved for a moment, but no words came out.
Finally, she managed to ask, "Are you serious? For real?"
"Of course, it’s real."
The one who answered her wasn’t Qing’s Father, but Qingxue. With a grin, she said, "I’ve even ridden in it several times! Oh, and it’s not just any ordinary Lamborghini. It’s the Lamborghini Poison, worth 65 Yuan."
Lamborghini Poison? Worth 65 Yuan?
Qing’s Mother felt her knees go weak, and her body started to crumple to the floor. Thankfully, Qing’s Father was quick-witted and caught her.
Qingxue was startled as well. "Mom, what’s wrong? Are you alright?"
"I’m fine, I’m fine..." Qing’s Mother waved her hand, muttering, "I just can’t quite process it. What kind of car costs sixty-five Yuan? Is it made of gold? No, that’s not right..."
Qing’s Mother then realized this wasn’t the time for rambling. She quickly turned to Qingxue. "Didn’t you say he was just an Anchor? Then why is he driving such an expensive car?"
"Yes, Xiao Xue, what exactly does he do?" her father asked, his expression now serious.
Qingxue’s brow furrowed slightly as she tapped her forehead. "He is an Anchor. We were classmates before, and back then I..."
As she spoke, Qingxue stuck out her tongue shyly.
Her parents exchanged a look, and then Qing’s Mother twisted Qingxue’s ear. "You little rascal! So you were dating in high school behind our backs!"
"Ow, Mom! That was so long ago! Gently, please..."
In truth, Qing’s Mother wasn’t using much force, but Qingxue cried out playfully to go along with it.
"Alright, you two stop fooling around," Qing’s Father said in a low voice, afraid that Xia Liang might hear them from the living room.
"Oh," Qingxue mumbled, sticking her tongue out.
Qing’s Father stroked his chin. "Being an Anchor... even a top one only makes tens of thousands a month. How could he possibly afford such a luxurious car? Don’t tell me he’s from a rich family?"
He looked at Qingxue questioningly.
"No, he’s not," Qingxue said, shaking her head seriously. "I looked into it back in high school. Xia Liang comes from an ordinary family."
"Well, that’s strange... He’s not from a rich family and he works as an Anchor, so how did he buy that car? Could it be...?"
A possibility occurred to Qing’s Mother, and she suggested cautiously, "That he rented the car? Just to impress us?"
But Qingxue immediately shot down the suspicion. "Impossible."
"Why?" her parents asked in unison, looking at her with confusion.
"Because he wouldn’t lie..." Qingxue said, then gestured. "Did you see the watch on Xia Liang’s wrist just now?"
Qingxue began to explain. "It’s a Rolex, worth 12 Yuan. He bought it the day before yesterday when we were out shopping. I saw him buy it with my own eyes."
After Qingxue finished, her parents swallowed hard and exchanged a glance, the shock evident in their eyes.
It was just too much. After all, Xia Liang wasn’t the heir to a fortune or a corporate CEO. Where did he get the money for these things?
Qingxue, however, just waved a hand dismissively. "Alright, Mom, Dad, don’t overthink it. Who knows, maybe Xia Liang earned all this money himself."
With that, she carried the dishes out of the kitchen.
What they didn’t know was that Xia Liang had heard everything that happened in the kitchen.
He wasn’t bothered, though. The System had already made it clear that all rewarded items came from legitimate sources. Besides, now that he owned the Qingyun Hotel, such a massive enterprise, everything was much easier to explain.
「Ten minutes later...」
All the dishes were on the table. Qing’s Father opened a bottle of Maotai, but knowing Xia Liang had driven, he didn’t ask him to drink.
After a few rounds of drinks, Qing’s Father didn’t beat around the bush and started praising Xia Liang directly.
"Xia, you’re truly a young and successful man! Driving a sports car at your age."
"Uncle, you flatter me," Xia Liang replied modestly. "I just made a little money from the stock market over the years. I bought the car to fulfill a young and reckless dream."
Hearing this, Qingxue couldn’t help but roll her eyes. You must be the only person in the world who would call sixty-five million ’a little money.’
Her parents didn’t press the matter further. It was enough to know that Xia Liang had earned the money himself by trading stocks. Asking for more details would be intrusive.
After that, the meal was a joyous affair. Qingxue was especially attentive, constantly putting more food on Xia Liang’s plate.
The dinner lasted for over an hour. After resting for a moment, Xia Liang decided it was time to leave.
Qing’s Mother, who was wiping the table, quickly called out, "Xiao Xue, go see Xia off downstairs."
"There’s no need, Auntie," Xia Liang said, waving his hand. "It’s late. Even though it’s just in the complex, I’d still worry. Then I’d have to walk her back up anyway, so it’s better if she just stays here."
Although Qingxue wanted to see him off, she could only nod after hearing his thoughtful reasoning.
"Alright, then be careful on your way back."
"I will," Xia Liang agreed immediately, waving to her parents. "Well, Uncle, Auntie, I’ll be heading home."
"Okay, Xia. Be careful on the road and drive safely," her parents urged.
"I will... Goodbye, Uncle, Auntie..."
Amidst the farewells, Xia Liang stepped into the elevator.
As they watched him leave, Qingxue’s parents exchanged a look. They sat back down on the sofa, silent for a moment.
"Xiao Xue, come here for a second." Just as Qingxue was about to head back to her room, her mother called her over.
"Mom, what is it?" Qingxue asked, hopping over to her parents’ side.
"Xiao Xue... do you really like him?" her mother asked nervously. "I mean, is it genuine love, and not just some lingering obsession from high school because he was the one that got away?"
Qingxue was a bit puzzled by the question, but she nodded firmly.