Chapter 231 228. Father
“Sis! Dad will be here in three hours!”
The most excited about their father’s return was the younger sister.
Every time, their father would take her out to play, accompany her wherever she wanted to go, and buy her all the gifts she desired.
But Anhan sighed anxiously and replied with concern, “You go with Auntie to pick him up… I’m not going.”
Task Two had already been accepted, yet she still couldn’t solve the disguise problem.
“Alright, I’m leaving!”
“Wait!” Anhan grabbed her sister’s hoodie by the hood.
“What’s up~?”
She pulled a box of chocolates out from the computer cabinet and handed it to her sister seriously. “Sis, for the next few days, just call me ‘bro,’ okay?”
“Got it!”
Whether her sister would actually listen or not was uncertain, but the moment she saw the chocolates, her attention immediately shifted away from Anhan.
The younger sister ran downstairs excitedly with the chocolates, while Anhan slumped over the computer desk, her body melting like water.
“System~ the chest binder won’t have an effect on Dad, right?”
“System~ the makeup tools won’t make me feverish when I see Dad, will they?”
“If they do, you really are an evil one.”
Her tone was full of despair, yet she still didn’t see any response from the system.
Of course not; this system was less responsive than even Xiao Ai, answering questions more like a programmed software.
Anhan had carefully checked the descriptions of these two tools in the system but still couldn’t resolve her doubts.
Her mother’s makeup skills were quite basic; there was no way she could recreate Anhan’s former masculine look, or even adjust the facial contours properly. Her skills only allowed for light foundation to brighten the skin by one shade, minor blemish coverage, and applying some lipstick.
Though she could dress fashionably, her makeup skills didn’t match.
As for Anhan herself… she hadn’t even owned any makeup yet; using skincare products required her mother to nag her every morning and evening.
“The binder might not be necessary… it’s winter anyway, and thick clothes can cover things.”
“I can tolerate a little fever, as long as I’m not exposed outside too long.”
Anhan muttered to herself, but just recalling the time she felt feverish in front of Supeng made her face flush hot, pink spreading all the way to her ears.
“Too scary~”
She really didn’t want to face it!
She scratched her head on the desk and occasionally let out low whines.
Even with low standards, seducing her father was way too frightening… just a few days ago, she had been mocking her cousin!
Wait!
Anhan suddenly sat upright, realizing something.
The chest binder’s effect wasn’t to arouse men—it was to rapidly increase their affection toward her!
And even if her father’s affection reached 100, as long as he didn’t have strange thoughts, it would make him more likely to accept her as a female.
She had subconsciously treated affection points as if they were progress toward “conquering a man”…
“System, what’s my dad’s affection level for me?”
【Father: Affection 56】
Surprisingly high…
They only met once a year, so these fifty-plus points were mostly sustained by responsibility and blood ties. Such a high affection level was almost like having a close friend you’d spent years with.
If it were someone less considerate, a few years together might only reach thirty-something points… referring to that jerk Chen Junjie.
“The binder can be used normally!”
“But there’s a risk of a creepy dad effect…”
…
A few hours later, Anhan, dressed in male clothing, sat at the first-floor dining table.
Her complexion was slightly dull, a few subtle pimples appeared on her face, her facial features looked somewhat stiff, and her chest was flat, making her resemble a refined young boy at first glance.
Her mother praised her makeup skills excessively: “How did you do this makeup?”
Almost no flaws could be detected, even her mother had to look closely to notice she had applied makeup.
“Just… threw it together,” Anhan replied hopelessly, tugging at the binder. Although the system-made chest binder greatly reduced pressure, she was too large…
With a B+ chest, larger than her mother’s, it was tightly bound, leaving no trace at all.
The two tools didn’t produce negative effects on females, but Anhan’s face was already flushed, afraid she might lose control soon.
She sat tensely at the table, looking at the five dishes and a soup, her body stiff, legs pressed tightly together.
Her hands, hidden under the table, kept clenching and releasing fists. She pursed her lips, considering that if the side effects became too strong to control, she’d dash upstairs immediately.
Sounds came from outside.
Moments later, a tricycle stopped at the door. Her younger sister ran in first, holding a large box of imported chocolates, shouting as she ran, “Bro! So much chocolate! Bro?”
Her excited expression froze as she looked at her sister at the table, tilting her head in confusion: “Ugly.”
“Asking for a smack, huh!”
Anhan glared at her sister.
With makeup, her face barely differed from when she was male—if anything, it looked more refined—but her sister still called her ugly!
Before she could respond, a tall English-styled gentleman in a black trench coat stepped into the house.
【Father’s affection for you +5】
Hearing the footsteps, Anhan turned her head and looked up at the tall figure, seeing the handsome man she remembered.
“Dad…”
She called out guiltily.
Her father, in his mid-forties, still maintained his figure, a bit of stubble on his chin, dressed in British-style fashion, giving him a mature and composed look.
With his sharp, well-defined facial features, he was the type of handsome older man often admired online by young women with “daddy issues.”
“Anhan, I brought you a gift.”
Her father smiled, placing a laptop bag on the table. “Your new computer.”
“This…”
“The receipt is inside. If it breaks, you can get it repaired domestically using the receipt.”
This time, he only brought two-and-a-half suitcase-sized luggage pieces; the younger sister proactively moved them to the living room.
“Let’s eat first,” her mother interrupted.
The dining table, originally against the wall, was now moved to the center to accommodate another person.
Anhan lowered her head, nervously watching the affection point notification that popped up again.
【Father’s affection for you +5】
That’s ten points already!
The chest binder’s side effects had started, while the makeup tool’s side effects…
Her cheeks were slightly warm, but it seemed more from nervousness and shyness.
She could smell the faint scent of her father’s cologne, but it didn’t overwhelm her.
Luckily, the system
was careful enough to avoid anything inappropriate~
Anhan finally relaxed.
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