Everyone Loves the Alpha, But He’s Not Interested [Transmigration] - Chapter 116
Yu Qingxue carefully examined Ning Xi and said, “I’m quite certain I’ve never seen anyone who resembles you in appearance.”
Ning Xi’s current looks were her real-life appearance, unrelated to the original character. The novel hadn’t planted any foreshadowing about the original character’s background either, so Ning Xi found Yu Qingxue’s speculation unlikely.
“My parents passed away over a decade ago, and I have no other relatives. Even if you saw someone who looked like me, it would just be coincidence with no connection to me. Don’t forget, my current face is quite different from before my differentiation.”
Yu Qingxue studied Ning Xi’s expression, noting the absence of sadness, and tentatively asked, “Do you still remember what your parents looked like?”
Ning Xi slightly furrowed her brows, making Yu Qingxue feel her heart clench in response.
“I remember. Before differentiation, I strongly resembled both of them.”
Seeing Yu Qingxue’s concerned expression, Ning Xi smiled and gently tapped her forehead. “Neither of us are mind readers in your father’s stomach. Guessing won’t get us the answer, we should just ask directly.”
Shock flickered in Yu Qingxue’s light-colored eyes. “You’re so bold! Aren’t you afraid of my father?”
As a mischievous child, Yu Zhaoyuan had been the only one who could discipline Yu Qingxue. It was only because he was too busy with work that she’d been able to get away with her antics.
“I think with our intelligence, figuring it out shouldn’t be difficult,” Yu Qingxue tried to dissuade Ning Xi from approaching Yu Zhaoyuan.
Ning Xi arched an eyebrow, an unconscious allure radiating from her expression. “Do you really think it’s that easy? Even if we guess correctly, there’d be no way to verify.”
This was Yu Qingxue’s first time seeing Ning Xi’s eyebrow raise. Her heart pounded violently, a blush spreading across her pale cheeks as she stared dazedly at Ning Xi, completely missing her words.
Ning Xi lowered her head slightly, her beautiful dark eyes softening with tenderness. “Yu Qingxue, come upstairs with me to ask your father, okay?”
Yu Qingxue pressed a hand to her chest, spring-like ripples shimmering in her light eyes. “Okay…”
With a radiant smile, Ning Xi took Yu Qingxue’s hand and led the dazed woman upstairs. Only when they reached Yu Zhaoyuan’s study, when Ning Xi knocked, pulled her inside, and Yu Zhaoyuan’s disapproving glance snapped her to attention did Yu Qingxue regain her senses.
Yu Qingxue: “…”
Surrounded by beauty daily, she hadn’t expected Ning Xi’s charm to still overwhelm her like this.
Ning Xi gave Yu Qingxue’s palm a reassuring squeeze, signaling she’d handle things, then addressed Yu Zhaoyuan who was pointedly ignoring her. “Uncle Yu, actually I’m the one who needs to speak with you. Yu Qingxue just came along.”
Yu Zhaoyuan continued turning pages leisurely as if he hadn’t heard, the silence thickening the tense atmosphere.
Yu Qingxue’s initial trepidation was quickly overtaken by irritation at Ning Xi being completely disregarded. Releasing Ning Xi’s hand, she snatched the book right from Yu Zhaoyuan’s grasp.
Yu Zhaoyuan stilled, slowly lifting his gaze to his daughter.
Yu Qingxue had already arranged her features into an innocent smile. “Dad, you chat with Ning Xi. I’ll just borrow this book to read, okay?” She blinked guilelessly, her crystal-like eyes glimmering with playful pleading.
Yu Zhangyuan stared fixedly at Yu Qingxue, his face expressionless as he tapped the table with his knuckles.
Yu Qingxue blinked again, her long lashes sweeping through the air like two tiny brushes.
A trace of helplessness colored Yu Zhangyuan’s indifferent eyes. “Go read over there,” he said.
This was his tacit approval to speak with Ning Xi.
“Thank you, Dad!” Yu Qingxue responded cheerfully before turning to carry her book to the nearby sofa, sitting with her back to the two of them.
The playful expression faded from Yu Qingxue’s face as she exhaled softly and pricked up her ears to listen to the conversation behind her.
Ning Xi got straight to the point: “Uncle Yu, did you initially mistake me for someone else?”
“Correct,” Yu Zhangyuan replied.
Last month, he’d received a call from an old friend living abroad in Country A, who mentioned having a youngest daughter, Yun Zhaoyue, who adored Chinese culture and had been living alone in China.
The friend had asked for Yu Zhangyuan’s contact information and address, sending over a blurry photo while mentioning that his youngest daughter would visit the Yu family around New Year’s.
From their conversation, Yu Zhangyuan learned that this youngest daughter was twenty-one this year and had differentiated into an exceptionally outstanding alpha.
Hearing this, Yu Zhangyuan had an idea since the friend’s daughter wasn’t involved with any omega yet, why not arrange for her to be with Yu Qingxue?
When Yu Qingxue brought Ning Xi over last week, Yu Zhangyuan immediately thought Ning Xi was the spitting image of the photo and concluded she must be his friend’s daughter.
A match made in heaven, he’d thought.
Considering her as his future daughter-in-law, perfectly matched to Yu Qingxue in both status and background, Yu Zhangyuan had deliberately tempered his usual sternness. Who could have predicted such a colossal misunderstanding?
Ultimately, it was his own lack of caution even after Ning Xi introduced herself by name, he’d still been convinced she was Yun Zhaoyue.