Chapter 228: Father
“Sister! Dad will arrive in three hours!”
The most excited one about their father coming back was the little sister. Every time, their father would take her everywhere to play, go with her to any place she wanted, and buy her all the gifts she wanted.
But An Han let out a worried sigh and answered with concern, “You go with Mom to pick him up… I won’t go.”
She had already accepted Option Two, but she still couldn’t solve the problem of her disguise.
“Then I’m leaving!”
“Wait!” An Han grabbed her sister’s hoodie.
“What are you doing~?”
She took out a box of chocolates from the computer cabinet and handed it to her sister seriously. “Sister, for the next few days, call me ‘brother,’ okay?”
“Okay!”
Who knows if the sister really heard her. The moment she saw the chocolate, all her attention went away from An Han.
The little girl happily ran downstairs with the chocolate, while An Han collapsed onto the computer desk like melted water.
“System~ the chest binder’s effect won’t work on my dad too, right?”
“System~ the makeup tool won’t make me get a fever when I see my dad, right?”
“If it does, you’re really a bad guy.”
Her voice sounded lifeless, but she still didn’t see a response from the system. Of course she didn’t, this system was even worse than a smart speaker. When answering questions, it always felt like a stiff program.
An Han checked the descriptions of the two items carefully again, but she still couldn’t solve her worries.
Her mother’s makeup skills were very average. Forget making An Han look like she used to as a boy, she couldn’t even fix facial lines well. Her skill level was only enough to put on some powder to make her skin look lighter, cover a few spots, and put on lipstick.
She dressed very fashionably, but her makeup skills didn’t match at all.
As for An Han… she didn’t even own makeup. Even for skincare, her mother had to nag her morning and night like collecting a debt.
“The chest binder maybe I don’t need… It’s winter anyway. No matter how big it is, thick clothes should cover it.”
“The fever I can endure… as long as I don’t stay exposed outside for too long.”
She muttered to herself, but whenever she remembered the scene of getting a fever in front of Su Peng, her face burned red again, the pink almost spreading to her ears.
“Too scary~” She really didn’t want to face it!
She grabbed her hair while lying on the table, letting out small miserable groans from time to time.
No matter how low her shame level was, making her father feel attracted was way too scary… Just two days ago she was laughing at her cousins for similar things!
Wait!
An Han suddenly sat up straight, realizing something. The chest binder doesn’t make men feel desire! It makes men’s favorability rise quickly!
And even if her father’s favorability reached 100, as long as he didn’t have weird thoughts, wouldn’t that actually make him accept her being a girl more easily?
She had subconsciously treated favorability like the progress bar for “romancing” a man…
“System, what’s my dad’s favorability toward me?”
[Father: Favorability 56]
Way higher than she expected…
They only met once a year, so these fifty-something points were basically all from responsibility and blood ties.
With favorability this high, it was pretty much the same as several years of being close friends who see each other every day.
If it were someone she didn’t get along with, even a few years together might only be in the thirties…
Speaking of which, that’s exactly how Chen Junjie the jerk is!
“The chest binder can be used normally!”
“It just has the risk of… a creepy father incident…”
…………………
A few hours later, An Han, dressed completely like a boy, sat at the dining table on the first floor.
Her skin looked a bit darker, there were a few small pimples on her face, and even her facial features looked more stiff and less soft. Her chest was completely flat. At first glance, she looked like a gentle-looking boy.
Her mother praised her makeup skills with surprise: “How did you do this makeup? You are even able to make fake pimples.”
You could barely see any clues. Even her mother needed to look closely to notice she had makeup on.
“I just… did it casually.”
An Han pulled at the chest binder with a lifeless expression. Even though the system-made binder greatly reduced the pressure, she was just too big…
A B+ cup was already above average, even bigger than her mother’s. But now it was being tightly pressed down by the binder until nothing could be seen.
These two items had no negative side effects toward women, but An Han was already blushing and nervous, afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold it together later.
She sat stiffly at the dining table, staring at the five dishes and one soup. Her body was tense, and her legs were tightly pressed together without her realizing it.
Under the table, her hands opened and closed again and again. Her lips were pressed tight as she considered running upstairs if the side effects became too strong to control.
There were some sounds outside.
A moment later, a three-wheeled vehicle stopped at the door. Her little sister rushed in first, holding a big box of foreign chocolates. She ran while shouting, “Brother! So much chocolate! Brother?”
Her excited expression slowly froze. She tilted her head in confusion as she looked at her sister sitting at the table.
“Ugly.”
“You little brat, you want a beating!?”
An Han glared at her sister. Her makeup made her look almost the same as she did when she was still living as a boy, maybe even a bit more delicate. And her sister called her ugly!
Before she could argue, a man wearing a black coat and looking like a stylish British gentleman stepped into the house.
[Your father’s favorability +5]
Hearing the footsteps, An Han turned her head and looked up along the tall, straight figure. She saw the handsome man from her memories.
“Dad…” She called out softly, feeling very guilty.
Her father, already in his mid-forties, still kept a good figure. His chin had a bit of stubble, and combined with his British-style outfit, he looked mature and steady.
And with his strong and well-defined facial features, he was exactly the kind of handsome older man that girls online who love “uncle types” swooned over.
“An Han, I brought you a gift.” Her father smiled and put a laptop bag on the table. “Your new computer.”
“This…”
“The receipt is inside. If it breaks, you can use the receipt to get it fixed here.”
This time he came back with only two and a half huge suitcases. Her sister had already carried them into the living room.
“Let’s eat first,” their mother said, cutting off the conversation.
The dining table was originally placed against the wall, but since there was one more person, they moved it to the center of the room.
With her head lowered, An Han nervously looked at the favorability notification that suddenly popped up again.
[Your father’s favorability +5]
That made ten points already!
The chest binder’s side effect had kicked in. As for the makeup camera’s side effect…
Her face felt a bit warm, but that seemed to be just nervousness and shyness. She could smell the faint cologne on her father, but it didn’t make her dizzy or anything.
Thank goodness, the system wasn’t that crazy~
Only then did An Han finally let out a breath of relief.