Chapter 502 — My Dad Wants to See You!

Stretching lazily, Wei Zhao called Tang Yun. The voice on the other end was still the same recorded message: the phone was switched off. Wei Zhao shook his head in helpless resignation; he had no idea whether Tang Yun had seen the text message he had sent her.

He went to wash his face, and the phone on the bed rang. Wei Zhao thought it was Tang Yun calling back, but when he picked it up, it was Feng Xiaoxiao.

Wei Zhao frowned. He had no wish to answer, but Feng Xiaoxiao's persistence was astonishing—she called once, then called again—so he had no choice but to pick up impatiently. "What is it?"

"Why are you so mean to me!" Hearing the impatience in his voice, Feng Xiaoxiao felt wronged at once. What was that supposed to mean? He was all soft words with everyone else, and this was how he treated her!

"Do you have something to say or not?" Wei Zhao paid her no mind. "If not, I'm hanging up."

"I do—don't hang up, I do! Really!" Feng Xiaoxiao was startled and hurried to hold him there, while her mind raced desperately for a reason to be calling him...

"Then say it." Wei Zhao suppressed the urge to hang up.

"Where are you?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked.

"A hotel." Wei Zhao said. "Anything else?"

"Yes, and also..." Feng Xiaoxiao was sweating at the brow with anxiety. "Which hotel are you staying at?"

"Does that have anything to do with your business?" Wei Zhao countered. "Do you actually have something to say or not?"

"I do! Um... my dad wants to see you! You know, at the auction before—you've met him..." Feng Xiaoxiao truly could not think of any other reason; a thought struck her, and she blurted out the first excuse that came to mind.

"Your dad? Looking for me?" Wei Zhao was taken aback. But he did not doubt her words, for he did know Feng Tianlong—they had even run a mission together—so it was quite possible that Feng Tianlong wanted to see him. Only, why would Feng Tianlong have Feng Xiaoxiao make the call? Couldn't he call himself?

Besides, he had already shot Feng Tianlong a look and a gesture. As an agent of solid caliber, could Feng Tianlong not tell that he did not want his identity exposed? Why would he come looking for him?

If he wanted to meet privately, fine—but to send Feng Xiaoxiao? Feng Tianlong was not the sort to do something so reckless.

"Yes..." Feng Xiaoxiao had only thrown out that reason on the spur of the moment, and now she found it hard to make the lie hold together. Yes—what would her father want with Wei Zhao? Her brain spun at full speed, and at last she had it!

"I told my dad that you're my boyfriend, so he wants to meet you..." Feng Xiaoxiao said, a little shyly.

"Huh?" Wei Zhao nearly threw the phone away. You can eat whatever you like, but you cannot say whatever you like! She had told Feng Tianlong that he was her boyfriend? Light dawned on Wei Zhao: no wonder Feng Tianlong wanted to meet him. Any father who heard his daughter had a boyfriend would want a look at the man—especially in his case, since he and Feng Tianlong already knew each other. Feng Tianlong was probably puzzling over how on earth he had ended up with his daughter!

"Wei Zhao... which hotel are you at? Shall I come find you?" Feng Xiaoxiao said to him in a soft, gentle voice.

"Uh... never mind. Where are you? I'll come find you." Wei Zhao was somewhat speechless. This was a matter he truly had to explain clearly to Feng Tianlong, or it would turn into a real mess.

"Hehe, I'm at the Songjiang International Hotel. I'll wait for you at the entrance!" Feng Xiaoxiao had not expected Wei Zhao to agree so readily; it seemed borrowing her father as a pretext was not bad at all! How could she know that Wei Zhao had simply misunderstood, and that there was more to this than met the eye?

"All right." Wei Zhao gave a wry smile and hung up. This was something he truly had to meet Feng Tianlong and explain face to face.

He said a word to Guan Xuemin and Fatty Lai. The three of them had agreed to go to the hotel's tea restaurant for a late-night snack, but clearly Wei Zhao would not be able to make it.

At the hotel entrance he flagged a taxi and gave the driver the name of Feng Xiaoxiao's hotel. The Songjiang International Hotel was not far from the hotel where Wei Zhao was staying, but it stood on the other side of the auction venue.

The car stopped at the hotel entrance. Wei Zhao paid the fare, and saw Feng Xiaoxiao standing prettily at the door, waving to him. Wei Zhao frowned slightly. At a time like this, Feng Xiaoxiao was still acting so warm—was she waiting for Feng Tianlong to get the wrong idea?

"Wei Zhao, here!" Catching sight of him, Feng Xiaoxiao cried out excitedly, her little hand waving back and forth.

"Where's your father?" Wei Zhao walked up to her, ignoring her enthusiasm.

"Oh... my dad..." Feng Xiaoxiao had long since prepared her answer. "My dad got a call at the last minute and had to go to a meeting. He told me to entertain you first; he'll be back soon!"

Anyone else would certainly not have believed her. What a coincidence—calling Wei Zhao over and then having to leave on business the very next moment?

But Wei Zhao actually did believe it. As he saw it, Feng Tianlong might have a little more freedom than he did, but not much more; when a mission came, it came—it might be morning, it might be the middle of the night. So Wei Zhao nodded without the slightest suspicion. "Where shall we wait?"

"I haven't eaten yet. My dad told me to treat you to something first!" Feng Xiaoxiao was rather astonished. She had not expected Wei Zhao to be so easy to fool! By rights, Wei Zhao was not such a gullible person—back at school, no matter what she said, he never believed her. What was wrong with him today? But though puzzled, she was not so foolish as to ask; she could only keep it to herself and see how things unfolded.

"Oh, then let's get something to eat." Wei Zhao had eaten dinner early, and had originally planned to have a late-night snack with Fatty Lai and Guan Xuemin, but Feng Xiaoxiao's phone call had summoned him here.

"Ah? All right, then let's—let's look around nearby and see if there's anything good to eat!" Feng Xiaoxiao had not expected Wei Zhao to agree so readily either, and she grew all the more puzzled.

"Can't we eat here?" Wei Zhao asked strangely, pointing at the Songjiang International Hotel behind her. An international hotel—how could it not serve food?

"This..." Feng Xiaoxiao hesitated, then said, "It's very expensive here... I don't have enough money..."

Feng Xiaoxiao was staying in an economy room, and Feng Tianlong had paid for it. The dishes at this hotel were none of them cheap, and she had brought only a few thousand yuan with her on this trip; naturally she did not want to spend it all at once.

"Heh, my treat." Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback, then smiled. He had not expected Feng Xiaoxiao to have such an endearing side.

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