NOVEL NEXT Chapter 96: Chapter 96
**Chapter 96: There Will Always Be a Chance to Call You Father-in-Law**
With a creak, Zhao Ling pushed the door open, a smile playing on his lips.
"Dong'er, Yin'er, is it really okay to push your husband around like this? You'll make your husband sad."
Hearing this, both Bibi Dong and Ah Yin froze, embarrassment flashing across their faces.
'He heard us…' They exchanged glances, realizing Zhao Ling might "retaliate" for their earlier words, leaving them without room to complain.
"Husband, we didn't mean that. We just, well..." Ah Yin stammered, turning to Zhao Ling with a gentle smile, struggling to come up with an explanation. But how could she admit it was because of his "formidable physique"? That would be far too humiliating!
Bibi Dong quickly chimed in, "Yes, husband, we didn't mean it that way, we..." Her words trailed off, and she too fell silent, unable to find a way to explain.
Zhao Ling didn't press them further. Instead, he calmly wheeled the dining cart into the room, pulling out a table and chairs from his storage space.
"Alright, if you can't think of an excuse, don't force it. Get up and eat. Food is essential—don't starve yourselves."
After setting the table and chairs, Zhao Ling began placing the dishes on the table.
Ah Yin, delighted by the aroma of breakfast, quickly took a seat. Zhao Ling, noticing Bibi Dong's reluctance to move, walked over to her bedside. He gently picked her up, carrying her into the bathroom to freshen up.
As he was about to carry her back out, Bibi Dong's face turned crimson. "Wait, wait! Husband, I need to... use the bathroom."
Zhao Ling froze momentarily, almost forgetting such a detail. He carefully set her down and turned his back to give her privacy.
"Take your time," he said, ensuring she wouldn't think he was trying to peek.
He stood silently until Bibi Dong called out that she was done. Then, he carried her to the sink, helped her wash her hands, and brought her back to the table.
As Bibi Dong glanced at the spread of food, she pouted. "It's milk, bread, and butter again? Salad? I'm so tired of eating this."
Zhao Ling chuckled, understanding her complaint. The Douluo Continent had many Western influences, so such breakfast items were common.
'If she's tired of this, I'll make something special for her next time,' he thought. 'Steamed buns, dumplings, pancakes, fried dough sticks—anything but bread and milk.'
During his years in the mountains, Zhao Ling had perfected these dishes to satisfy his own cravings. He was confident they would impress her.
Smiling, he addressed the two women. "Dong'er, Yin'er, I'll personally make breakfast for you both next time. It won't be bread and milk, I promise."
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up with excitement, her dissatisfaction melting away. "Really? I'll hold you to that!"
"I'm looking forward to it, too!" Ah Yin added, her expression equally eager. It seemed nothing would make them happier than a breakfast prepared by their beloved.
After finishing breakfast, Bibi Dong returned to bed, too exhausted from the previous night to do anything else. Zhao Ling wanted to stay with her, but she firmly kicked him out, clearly afraid his "hungry wolf" tendencies might surface again.
Left outside, Zhao Ling decided to take Ah Yin on a stroll through Spirit City to pass the time. However, before they could leave, Ju Douluo appeared.
"Demon Suppressing Douluo, His Holiness the Pope has summoned you to the Pope's Palace."
Zhao Ling frowned. "What for? Didn't I just meet him yesterday?"
Ju Douluo shook his head. "I'm not sure, but His Holiness said it was important."
After a moment's thought, Zhao Ling nodded. Turning to Ah Yin, he said, "Yin'er, wait for me back in the side hall. I'll return soon."
Ah Yin stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly before heading back, while Zhao Ling followed Ju Douluo to the Pope's Palace.
Inside, Qian Xunji sat on his throne, exuding authority. Zhao Ling nodded in greeting. "Your Highness, why have you summoned me?"
Qian Xunji frowned, feigning displeasure. "Why address me so formally? With your relationship to Dong'er, shouldn't you call me teacher?"
Zhao Ling suppressed a sigh and silently activated his diary system to vent his thoughts.
[Seriously, Qian Xunji, you old fox, are you fixated on titles? You just want to take advantage of me, don't you? Fine, I'll let you win this round. But trust me, this isn't over.]
He grinned internally, typing out his true feelings in the system.
[One day, if Qian Renxue is still born as in the original story, don't blame me for being shameless when she grows up. No, in fact, you should thank me! I'll give you a chance to truly be my father-in-law. Mwahaha…]
Satisfied, he uploaded the diary entry and received a reward notification: [Appearance +1, Charm +10.]
Zhao Ling's face lit up. He was one step closer to breaking 90 in appearance. And with his new "Female Killer Lv.1" charm title, his confidence soared.
Snapping out of his reverie, Zhao Ling noticed Qian Xunji staring at him impatiently.
"Well? Is it so hard for you to call me a teacher? Or do you not want me to officiate your engagement with Dong'er?"
Quickly composing himself, Zhao Ling smiled warmly. "Of course not, Teacher. You're joking. You raised Dong'er as a daughter. Calling you teacher—or even father-in-law—wouldn't bother me in the slightest."
Qian Xunji nodded, pleased. "Forget the father-in-law part. Just call me teacher, as Dong'er does. I'm her teacher, not her father."
Zhao Ling smiled slyly, muttering under his breath, "There will always be a chance to call you father-in-law in the future. Just wait—you won't be able to deny it."
"What was that?" Qian Xunji's sharp eyes narrowed suspiciously. Though he didn't catch the full meaning, something about Zhao Ling's words felt… ominous.
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