Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 240: An... You’ve Changed

Liu Changqing’s question was met with a response from Feng Qian.

“The kid’s homeroom teacher? Haven’t you seen her before? The one with glasses.”

“She used to be called Doctor Xu?”

“Uh…”

Feng Qian hesitated, then looked at Liu Changqing strangely before asking, “Don’t tell me… you never knew the homeroom teacher’s name?”

“Nope. I’ve always just called her ‘teacher.’”

“…”

Faced with Liu Changqing’s matter-of-fact response, Feng Qian found himself at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, Liu Changqing mulled it over and muttered, “Xu Yisheng… She must come from a family of doctors. Otherwise, why would a woman have a name like that…”

“She’s called Xu Yisheng, not a doctor!”

Feng Qian shot back, quickly typing out the name on his phone and showing it to Liu Changqing.

Only after seeing the characters for "Yisheng" did Liu Changqing realize his mistake.

“That’s a good name. Though I can’t really say why.”

“You… Stop joking around.”

“Haha, you getting all serious while correcting me is actually kinda funny. By the way, were you just texting her? Don’t tell me you’ve finally come around and decided to find Feng Shuyan a stepmother?”

“What nonsense. I was messaging an employee from the studio, asking them to prepare the materials for tomorrow’s meeting.”

“Oh, I see…”

Hearing Feng Qian’s explanation, Liu Changqing chuckled.

“I thought you finally decided to leave bachelorhood behind and find a mom for the kid.”

“That won’t happen.”

Feng Qian put his phone away, his expression darkening slightly.

“I said a long time ago—I’ll never fall in love again in this lifetime.”

“…”

Seeing the deep emotion on Feng Qian’s face, Liu Changqing hesitated for a moment before giving him a solid slap on the shoulder.

It wasn’t light.

Feng Qian sucked in a breath and turned to Liu Changqing in confusion.

“Why’d you hit me?”

“Snap out of it. Don’t act like you’re in some melodrama. Are you really planning to raise your kid alone forever?”

“I don’t trust anyone else…”

Feng Qian fell silent for a moment before giving his answer.

After all… what had happened to him was beyond belief. And the person who had harmed his daughter was the very sister he had once trusted the most.

After suffering a betrayal like that, it was difficult to trust anyone again.

“My situation is different from yours. An Yuanyao genuinely likes you. She likes your kids. She’d truly care for them. But not everyone is like that…”

Feng Qian’s voice grew numb as he spoke.

He was right. How many people could truly treat a child that wasn’t their own as their own?

It was hard to find a woman as good as his wife had been.

In this world, at least.

Seeing Feng Qian sink into silence, Liu Changqing didn’t immediately respond.

What Feng Qian said was true—most people wouldn’t love a child that wasn’t their own.

Liu Changqing knew this firsthand.

When he first arrived in this world and pushed open the door, he saw Liu Xiazhi crying uncontrollably and Liu Zhiyue sitting silently.

He had been so frustrated that he almost told them to get lost.

But then, when the memories of the original Liu Changqing flooded into his mind…

It was as if he had lived Liu Changqing’s entire life. He could feel the joy in his heart when his children were born.

Even raising a cat or a dog for long enough would make you grow attached…

Let alone children, with whom he now shared over a decade’s worth of memories.

From that moment on, Liu Changqing decided to be a good father in the original owner’s place.

The weight of the moment made it impossible for Liu Changqing to keep up his usual unserious act.

Instead, he fell silent, then pulled out a cigarette and offered one to Feng Qian.

Feng Qian took it without hesitation.

They both lit up and took deep drags in silence.

Liu Changqing turned to face the window, his back to Feng Qian. He took another long drag and exhaled before speaking.

“At first, I thought it was ridiculous. My old life was dull, but I was happy. Then suddenly, I ended up here. I really wasn’t happy about it…”

“Hm?”

Feng Qian paused mid-smoke and turned to look at Liu Changqing, who was suddenly speaking strangely.

“Sometimes I wonder… does God really exist?”

Liu Changqing lifted his gaze toward the sky.

“I used to be a firm atheist, but now… I’m starting to waver. Maybe I should go burn some incense for Buddha sometime…”

“Old Liu?”

“Old Feng… I don’t really have any advice for you. I just want to say—you can’t live in the past forever. Time moves forward. It doesn’t go back.”

Holding his cigarette, Liu Changqing looked away from the window and met Feng Qian’s eyes.

“Life is full of setbacks, but you have to keep going, right? Clinging to the past… isn’t what adults do.”

“…”

Feng Qian said nothing.

Liu Changqing finished his cigarette in silence, crushed the butt in the ashtray, and walked toward the door.

He left Feng Qian alone in the office.

The cigarette in Feng Qian’s hand had accumulated a long column of ash.

Eventually, it crumbled under its own weight and fell into the ashtray.

Feng Qian stared at the fallen ash, as if he had come to some realization…

A phone ringtone snapped him back to reality.

He took a moment to react, then answered the call and put the phone to his ear.

“Hello?”

[Old Feng, did the janitor forget to replace the toilet paper in the company restroom? Hurry up and bring some over!]

“…”

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An Yuanyao chuckled as she hung up the phone.

She placed the phone aside and continued folding the laundry.

Watching her, Liu Changqing was puzzled.

“Who were you talking to? You sound so happy.”

Just now, while folding clothes, An Yuanyao had taken a call. Since she hadn’t put it on speaker, Liu Changqing hadn’t heard who it was.

He had only heard her cheerful responses:

“Okay.” “Mhm.” “It’s settled!”

Her tone was unusually lively.

Liu Changqing couldn’t help but wonder—who could make An Yuanyao so happy?

Didn’t she say she didn’t have many friends in this city?

Hearing his question, An Yuanyao paused for a moment before lightly shaking her head and continuing to fold the clothes.

“Not telling you~”

Liu Changqing froze.

He looked as if he had just heard something unimaginable. His expression shifted dramatically.

An Yuanyao…

It hasn’t even been that long, and you already have your own little secrets?!

Liu Changqing suddenly felt a little nervous.