Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

Lin Bufan walked off the stage, walked through the still cheering crowd, and came to the booth where his parents were.

After taking the cup of water from Xu Li and drinking it all, Lin Bufan looked at his parents and said with a serious face, "Lin Jianguo, what's wrong with you? Zhang Lijuan is ignorant, don't you understand it too? Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as coming to the Magic City?"

When Lin's father, Lin Jianguo, heard this, his eyes widened and he slapped the table: "You little bastard, who are you calling Lin Jianguo? You have no respect for your elders!"

Lin Bufan wasn't afraid either. He sat down next to his father, his arm around his shoulder, and said with a playful smile, "Dad, I'm just worried about you! You suddenly came to the Magic City. What if you get lost? There are so many scammers out there now!"

"How dare you say that?" Mother Lin snorted, pretending to be angry. "You've been in Shanghai for so long, and you didn't even call us. If Lili hadn't been so sensible and often chatted with us, we would have thought you were kidnapped by human traffickers!"

Father Lin also chimed in: "That's right, Lili is really thoughtful and knows how to care about us old people."

Lin Bufan glanced at Xu Li, who was sitting with her legs crossed, leisurely twirling the wine glass between her fingertips. She blinked her left eye at him, looking sly and complacent, like a little fox that had stolen some oil.

"Doctor Xu is quite resourceful." Lin Bufan gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "You even dared to conceal my parents' itinerary and bring them here. Tell me, are you trying to cause trouble for me?"

Xu Li put her red lips close to Lin Bufan's ear, and said in a sweet voice: "Uncle and aunt said they want to give you a surprise~" At the moment when the last word rose, the tip of her high heels "accidentally" stepped on Lin Bufan's shoes, and then because of "panic", she bumped into Lin Bufan's shoes again!

Lin Bufan was naturally not one to suffer a loss. In a corner where no one was paying attention, he had quietly stretched his right hand to Xu Li's waist and began to perform a rotating massage on the soft flesh on her waist!

Xu Li's waist trembled when she was pinched, but she bit her lips and didn't make a sound. However, her fox-like eyes widened instantly, and the heel of her high heel swung hard on Lin Bufan's instep in revenge.

Lin Bufan's eyebrows twitched in pain, and he increased the strength in his hands by another point, pinching the most sensitive part of her waist with his thumb.

"Let go." Xu Li gritted her teeth and whispered, pressing her high heels a little harder.

"Loosen your feet first." Lin Bufan remained calm and twisted his fingers half a circle again.

The two of them were competing in the shadow of the booth, but both had perfect fake smiles on their faces.

"Hey, Xiaofan!" Lin's mother suddenly came over and asked curiously, "What were you and Lili whispering about?"

"Nothing, Mom!" Lin Bufan immediately put on a bright smile: "Lili said she especially likes the way you're dressed today."

Xu Li also quickly adjusted her expression: "Yes, Auntie, this scarf really suits your temperament."

When Mother Lin heard this, she immediately smiled and touched the silk scarf around her neck like a little girl: "Oh, really? This is what your uncle picked out for me at the mall yesterday!"

Mother Lin turned to Father Lin proudly and said, "Old Lin, you see, I told you this color looks good!" As she spoke, she deliberately shook the tassels of the silk scarf, looking like a little girl who had received a favorite gift.

Father Lin immediately gave a thumbs-up in agreement: "It must look good! My wife looks good in anything she wears!" He winked at Lin Bufan and said with a smug look on his face: "See, I'm much more discerning than you, kid. The flowery scarf you bought for my mother last time, the old lady still has it at the bottom of the closet!"

"Dad, how can it be the same?" Lin Bufan argued unconvincedly, "Grandma and I are so much older, it's normal to have a generation gap!"

"You're just quibbling!" Father Lin curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Why is it that your mother likes what I buy for you, but my mother doesn't like what you buy for me? In the final analysis, it's just that you're not a good person!"

Lin Bufan, Xu Li, Huang Yimei: ...

Xu Li and Huang Yimei now knew who Lin Bufan inherited his personality from. It was exactly the same as Lin's father. However, they soon realized another problem. Judging from the complaints of Lin's father and mother just now, it is also possible that Lin's father inherited Lin Bufan's personality!

After Lin Bufan chatted with his parents for a few more words, he asked them why they came to the Magic City. "By the way, Mom and Dad, you suddenly came to the Magic City this time. Could it be that you came here specifically to see your precious son?"

After Lin Bufan reminded her, Mother Lin slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Oh, I almost forgot about the important matter! The main reason we came here this time was to see Jiahe."

Father Lin also nodded in agreement, "Yes, we haven't officially met Jiahe yet. Lili just happened to tell me that Jiahe's birthday is coming up, so your mother and I discussed it and ended our trip early to come here!"

When Lin Bufan heard what his parents said, he immediately said angrily, "How dare you two talk about this? You said you wanted to take me in as your daughter, but then you just left and went traveling. You haven't even come back to visit me in such a long time. Are you trying to dump this mess on me again?"

"Oh~" Lin's mother waved her hands embarrassedly: "You have the best vision in our family. Don't you have to check everything, big or small? Your father and I wanted to let you meet him first, get to know him, and see what kind of character he has."

Father Lin nodded seriously, "Yes, son. You have a sharp eye and are very good at judging people. With you in charge, your mother and I can rest assured. As long as this girl has a kind heart, we will accept her as our daughter. As for other problems, I believe that as her brother, you can help her solve them!"

Lin Bufan held his forehead helplessly. Why did he keep worrying about her every day? However, Lin Bufan still expressed his opinion: "Jiahe is quite good. Although she is a little rebellious, she has a kind heart. I agree with you adopting her as your daughter..."

Lin Bufan was chatting with his parents when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two familiar figures at the entrance of the bar - Peng Jiahe and Lin Wanyu walked in one after another.

Peng Jiahe has changed her previous exaggerated outfit and is wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, while Lin Wanyu is out of character, wearing dreadlocks, a leather jacket, and riveted boots, looking very cool.

"Jiahe, Wanyu, this way!" Lin Bufan waved at them.

Peng Jiahe spotted Lin Bufan immediately and quickly walked over with Lin Wanyu in her hand. She smiled sweetly at Xu Li and Huang Yimei and said, "Hello, sister-in-law, hello, sister Rose!"

Huang Yimei smiled and nodded, while Xu Li winked at Peng Jiahe: "Jiahe looks very beautiful today."

Lin Bufan stood up and introduced Lin Wanyu and Peng Jiahe, "Wanyu, Jiahe, these two are Xu Li and Huang Yimei, my good friends, and these two are my parents."

Lin Wanyu bowed politely: "Hello, uncle and auntie, I am Lin Wanyu."

Lin's father and mother nodded with a smile: "Hello, hello, you are such a beautiful girl."

Peng Jiahe stood aside, tugging at Lin Bufan's sleeve awkwardly, and asked softly, "Um...how should I call you?"

Lin Bufan didn't think much about it and said directly: "What else can you call them? Just call them mom and dad like me!"

Peng Jiahe nudged Lin Bufan with her shoulder and muttered softly, "This isn't good. You haven't confessed to me yet..."

Lin Bufan was choked by Peng Jiahe's words and started coughing violently, almost spitting out the Coke he had just drunk.

After finally calming down, Lin Bufan was horrified to find that the atmosphere in the booth had instantly frozen - Xu Li narrowed her eyes, Huang Yimei raised her eyebrows, Lin's father was already looking around for a handy "weapon", and Lin's mother covered her chest with her hands, with an expression that said "My son is such a person".

"Wait! Dad! Mom! Listen to my explanation! Things are not what you think..." Lin Bufan waved his hands quickly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead: "Jiahe, can you please explain it clearly?"

Peng Jiahe blinked her big eyes and said innocently, "Didn't you tell me to call my uncle and aunt 'Mom and Dad'? That means..."

"I asked you to call me your sister!" Lin Bufan patted Peng Jiahe's head in annoyance: "What are you thinking about all day long, kid?"

Father Lin had already picked up the metal tray from the bar and said angrily, "You little bastard, Jiahe is still underage, and you actually..."

"Dad! Calm down!" Lin Bufan quickly hid behind Peng Jiahe and quickly explained, "Am I that kind of person? Jiahe just likes to joke around!"

Then, Lin Bufan looked at Peng Jiahe anxiously again: "Little Ancestor, please explain it clearly!"

Peng Jiahe then burst out laughing: "Alright, alright, I was just kidding!" Then, Peng Jiahe skipped over to Lin's mother and affectionately took her arm: "Auntie, I just wanted to tease my brother. He always bullies me~"

Mother Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief and pinched Peng Jiahe's cheek lovingly: "Girl, you scared your aunt to death!"

After taking care of Peng Jiahe, Lin Bufan finally had time to admire Lin Wanyu's makeup. It must be said that the same makeup gave completely different feelings on Lin Wanyu and Peng Jiahe. Peng Jiahe gave people the feeling of a spirited young girl, while Lin Wanyu gave people the feeling of a cool goddess!

"Wanyu, you look so cool today! Dreadlocks, leather jacket, and studded boots, you look so rock and roll!"

Peng Jiahe was displeased when she heard this, pouting and complaining, "Brother! You're so hypocritical! I was dressed like this just now!"

Lin Bufan pushed Peng Jiahe's head away, blocking his view of beauty without any attention. "You are still young, this style is not suitable for you, wait until you grow up!"

When Wanyu heard Lin Bufan's praise, she proudly shook her dreadlocks and said, "Jiahe suggested that I dress like this. She said a rock band must have dreadlocks, rivets, and leather jackets!"

As she spoke, Wan Yu even turned around, the hem of her leather jacket drawing a handsome arc. "But to be honest, this outfit is really cool. I feel like I have changed completely."

Peng Jiahe came closer again, raising his chin proudly: "See! I told you that you look super handsome dressed like this!"

Then, Peng Jiahe patted Wanyu's shoulder with a look of loss on his face, and then said solemnly, "Sister Wanyu, from now on, the soul of our Nirvana band, the dreadlocks, leather jackets, and rivets, will be inherited by you!"

Lin Wanyu nodded solemnly, her expression as serious as if she were attending an awarding ceremony. "I swear, I will ensure that Nirvana's rock spirit is passed down forever!"

"Puff..." Lin Bufan spit out a mouthful of cola. He wiped the corner of his mouth. He really couldn't bear to watch the performance of these two funny guys. So he turned around and went to Da Piaoliang, whom he hadn't seen for several days, and asked with some pride: "How was Rose? Was my performance just now handsome?"

Huang Yimei was elegantly sipping a cocktail. Upon hearing this, she put down her glass, her eyes gleaming with admiration. "Honestly, I'm shocked." She pointed to the audience still excitedly discussing the matter and said, "Look at these people. The expressions on their faces can't lie."

Following Huang Yimei's gaze, there were indeed many guests looking in this direction from time to time, and some were using their mobile phones to replay the recorded clips.

"Especially the song 'Father'. I haven't heard such a touching song in a long time." Huang Yimei's voice suddenly softened, and her slender fingers gently stroked the rim of the cup: "It reminds me of when I gave birth to Xiaochu. My father didn't tell me even though his leg was broken so I wouldn't worry!"

Lin Bufan complained silently in his heart, because he and Huang Yimei had completely different feelings - he was singing this song with the mentality of an "old father", not from the perspective of a son who could empathize with the same feelings!

Through the fragments of memories that he had not forgotten in his previous life, Lin Bufan vaguely remembered that Huang Yime's father seemed to be in a wheelchair in the end. Could it be because of this fracture?

If that’s the case, if we don’t use the recovery card now, then when should we use it?

In order to show off in front of Huang Yimei, Lin Bufan coughed lightly and asked with concern: "Rose, how is our father now? Is his leg injury healed?"

Huang Yimei's eyes instantly turned dangerous. She slowly lowered her wine glass, her fingertips lightly swishing across the rim, making a teeth-grinding "squeak." Although she still had an elegant smile on her lips, her eyes clearly said, "Who were you calling dad just now?"

Lin Bufan felt a chill run down his spine, and quickly waved his hands to explain, "It was a slip of the tongue! I was just being overly concerned and said something wrong!" Lin Bufan made a gesture of surrender, "I was just wondering how your uncle's leg injury is healing? Do you need an orthopedic specialist?"

"You're recovering well. Thank you for your concern." Huang Yimei's red lips parted slightly, and every word she said was like a knife stabbing at him: "But next time I hear you say a word wrong—" She suddenly reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Lin Bufan's waist, smiling so sweetly that honey could drip out of it: "I'll help you straighten your tongue."

“Hiss—” Lin Bufan took a breath and quickly changed the subject: “By the way, where’s Taichu? Why didn’t he follow you today?”

Huang Yimei let go of her hand and leaned back lazily on the sofa: "She was picked up by her father."

Huh? !

Is the light bulb gone?

Doesn’t this mean that this is a good opportunity to chat about life?

Huang Yimei keenly caught the glint in Lin Bufan's eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and opened her red lips slightly: "Lin Bufan, what evil plan are you planning again?"

"It's unfair!" Lin Bufan immediately raised his hands in surrender. A thought flashed through his eyes as he thought, "I think with the special medicine I've developed for treating Alzheimer's, you should have realized I'm a miracle doctor, right?"