Daddy, Come Home For Dinner!

Chapter 907: Chapter 907: A Bit Thoughtless

Though I did get a glimpse of Zhao Dingli’s appearance before.

Back then, it was only slightly clearer than a brief glance.

Especially when we just arrived at the competition site, I threw a bunch of snacks at Zhao Dingli’s face.

In such a hurried situation, preoccupied with awkwardness, Li Xiaoyun didn’t manage to look closely at Zhao Dingli’s face.

Besides, under such circumstances, she didn’t dare.

But now, Zhao Dingli pointed at his face and insisted she take a look.

Li Xiaoyun finally had a sufficient reason, openly looking at Zhao Dingli without feeling embarrassed.

Not afraid of being criticized.

Don’t mind the car being dark.

It’s illuminated on both sides, plus the lighting from the office buildings.

It’s not as clear as turning on the lights, but it doesn’t hinder Li Xiaoyun’s vision.

Li Xiaoyun could still see Zhao Dingli clearly.

And with the shadows highlighting, Zhao Dingli’s features appear even more profound.

There are only shallow smile lines at the corner of his eyes.

I’m not sure if it’s due to the nighttime lighting, but his gaze is unusually gentle, seeming to carry a faint smile.

Completely different from what she saw during the day.

Even his lips carry a slight hint of a smile.

The corners of his lips curve subtly, almost imperceptible unless you look closely.

Li Xiaoyun was drawn in by this curve, wanting to confirm if she was seeing things.

Or was he really smiling.

Indeed, Zhao Dingli’s smile was too subtle.

Li Xiaoyun couldn’t help but stare, wanting to determine if he was truly smiling.

Her gaze naturally settled on the corners of his lips.

The more she looked, the more it seemed to hook her gaze there.

There was indeed a slight curve on Zhao Dingli’s lips, wasn’t there?

He must be smiling!

"What’s wrong?" Zhao Dingli noticed Li Xiaoyun was dazed.

Following her gaze, it seemed like she was looking at his... lips?

Zhao Dingli wasn’t entirely sure, but it increasingly seemed that way.

His lips, especially the corners, felt warm.

He didn’t know what was happening; his lips felt dry and a bit uncomfortable.

He wanted to move them.

Zhao Dingli’s throat moved, and he involuntarily licked his lips.

It seemed like the car’s heating was too high.

Li Xiaoyun: "..."

Zhao Dingli’s "what’s wrong" was soft and raspy, seemingly melting in the car’s warm atmosphere.

After speaking, he even licked his lips.

Such trouble!

Li Xiaoyun’s face instantly heated up.

Thankfully, the car was dark; even if her face were burning, he supposedly couldn’t see her blush.

Li Xiaoyun quickly withdrew her gaze and despised herself severely.

Though she was a standard appearance-focused person.

She genuinely enjoyed looking at people with good looks.

Since childhood, watching TV stars, she preferred looking at handsome actors.

As she grew up, while she didn’t follow celebrities like a fangirl.

She didn’t go to the airport to greet them or attend events holding banners and managing data on Weibo.

Being an office worker, busy with work, she genuinely didn’t have time for that.

But she emotionally invested in her idol.

Whenever her idol announced an endorsement, she would support it.

Li Xiaoyun was genuinely someone who would splurge on good looks.

She knew herself too well.

Which is why she severely criticized herself internally.

Admiring her idol’s appearance was one thing, but harboring inappropriate thoughts about Zhao Dingli?

That was completely inappropriate.

She couldn’t secretly fancy someone just because Zhao Dingli had good looks!

That wasn’t realistic!

Besides, Zhao Dingli, at his age and still unmarried...

Either his standards were extraordinarily high, or he was committed to singlehood.

Or... he could be gay!

Focusing on someone like Zhao Dingli would lead nowhere.

Li Xiaoyun was very self-aware.

She had already accepted that with her severe case of appearance-focus, marrying someone with a standard look was improbable.

She couldn’t even imagine how she’d happily live seeing a plain or even unattractive face daily.

Seeing them first thing in the morning, evening after work.

Even during those intimate moments...

Li Xiaoyun realized she needed someone with an appearance she could appreciate.

Li Xiaoyun wasn’t looking for someone universally considered attractive.

It just needed to be someone she found appealing.

Like her idol, whom she found handsome, though her mom didn’t.

Sensibility in beauty remains a deeply personal matter.

If someone she found handsome wasn’t interested in her, she wouldn’t insist.

Anyway, continuing single, following her idol, swooning over their appearance, spending money on them, was nice.

The important part was her happiness.

She worked hard, earning money, wanting to maintain herself well.

If one day she found a handsome younger guy, it was possible!

Those were achievable possibilities.

Regarding Zhao Dingli, however, was an impossibility.

So such unrealistic thoughts, Li Xiaoyun immediately severed.

Instead of yearning for an unattainable person like him, she’d rather admire her idol.

Since he’s far away, she wouldn’t dream unrealistic fantasies about someone she’d never meet.

Just then, the green light turned on.

Zhao Dingli couldn’t insist further that Li Xiaoyun continued staring at his face.

Focusing on driving first.

But he didn’t forget to ask, "Did you see clearly just now?"

"What?" Li Xiaoyun didn’t grasp his meaning.

Feeling Zhao Dingli’s words seemed a bit abrupt.

Zhao Dingli clarified, "My face, you saw it clearly, right?"

"Yes, clearly." Li Xiaoyun nodded.

"With a face like mine, can you call me uncle?" Zhao Dingli asked.

Li Xiaoyun: "..."

She indeed couldn’t call him uncle.

However, the feeling of calling him fourth uncle versus uncle somehow differed.

Li Xiaoyun didn’t elaborate further.

"Hmm?" Zhao Dingli, out of nowhere, uttered a teasing "hmm?".

Made Li Xiaoyun shudder, deciding to follow his lead, "I can’t call you that, definitely can’t!"

Zhao Dingli nodded in satisfaction, somehow emphasized, "So despite the ten-year gap, it’s not much of a difference."

Li Xiaoyun’s verbal response was somewhat impulsive.

"It’s really curious! Looking at us now, I’m 27, you’re 37, we don’t seem much different." Li Xiaoyun noted.

Zhao Dingli nodded in agreement, "I feel the same."

Unexpectedly, Li Xiaoyun wasn’t finished speaking.

As Zhao Dingli expressed agreement, he heard Li Xiaoyun continue: "But winding back a bit, when you were in college, I was just in primary school."