The Main Characters Won't Stop Pampering Me!-Chapter 35: Did You Eat a Handsome Man?

He chuckled, "Well, maybe they just thought I looked nice."

She turned to look up at him with an exaggeratedly serious face.

"Daddy."

"Yes?"

"Why are you so handsome? Did you eat a handsome man for breakfast every day?"

He froze mid-step.

A small pause. Then—

"Pfft!" He couldn’t hold it anymore. His laughter burst out, rich and warm, echoing through the park. "Eat a handsome man? Where do you even learn these things?"

"I just thought about it!" she said proudly.

Her confidence only made him laugh harder.

When he finally caught his breath, he knelt and flicked her forehead gently. "Silly girl."

"But I’m serious, Daddy! If you keep eating handsome men, what if you become too handsome?" She tilted her head in mock worry. "Then I’ll have to bring a stick to hit the flies away every day!"

He smiled, his eyes crinkling. "Then I’ll rely on you for protection, my little bodyguard."

"Don’t worry! I’ll protect you from all the old aunties!"

He ruffled her hair fondly. "Thank you, my hero."

And just like that, the tension of the day melted into laughter once again.

As the sky deepened into indigo, the park lights glowed brighter, painting the world in neon hues.

They stopped for cotton candy, the fluffy pink clouds that stuck to Huaijin’s cheeks as she giggled and fed small bites to her father.

"Daddy, open your mouth!"

Helpless, Yuanfeng could only obediently open his mouth. After taking a bite, he couldn’t help but frown a little. "It’s too sweet."

"That’s because I gave it to you!" she said proudly.

"Indeed."

They walked hand in hand toward the haunted house, which was a large, old-fashioned building painted black and silver, with fog machines spewing mist around the entrance.

"Are you sure about this one?" Yuanfeng asked, eyeing the cobwebs and flashing lights.

"Of course! I’m not scared!" Huaijin declared confidently, puffing her chest.

"Really?"

"Really!"

And just as they were about to enter, someone tugged on her sleeve.

"Hey."

Huaijin turned around to see who it was and froze.

A little boy stood behind her, around her age.

He had soft brown hair, eyes like amber glass, and a face that looked far too calm for a child. He was holding a red balloon in one hand, his gaze curious but sharp.

It took Huaijin a moment to place him, then it hit her.

’It’s him?!’

Her eyes widened in surprise as she stared at the boy.

In her past life, he was one of the minor side characters, the eccentric genius who’d later grow up to become one of the story’s biggest surprises.

A quiet boy from a wealthy family who always lingered in the background, but whose inventions shaped the future plot in unexpected ways.

Back then, he was a mysterious ally, a strange, brilliant figure who appeared out of nowhere to help her during her hardest time.

But now... he was just a small kid, standing there in front of her, looking mildly amused.

"You’re staring," he said flatly.

"I am not," Huaijin said quickly, startled back into the present.

"Yes, you are."

She blinked, her little face scrunching up.

’Right. He’s still the same kind of person, even as a kid... blunt and weird.’

Before she could reply, the boy tilted his head. "You’re the girl who won all the games at the school fair last month, right? The teachers were talking about you."

She blinked again. "How do you know that?"

He shrugged. "My mom knows your teacher."

Then, after a pause, he added in a tone far too serious for a six-year-old, "You’re interesting."

"...Thanks?"

He nodded solemnly, as if confirming his own assessment. "Let’s be friends."

Before she could react, he turned to Yuanfeng and bowed politely. "Hello, Uncle."

Chi Yuanfeng blinked, momentarily taken aback. "Ah... hello."

The boy looked up at him thoughtfully, then at Huaijin, and said with disarming honesty, "Your dad is very handsome. My mom says people that handsome are dangerous."

"See, Daddy?!" Huaijin gasped, pointing dramatically. "Even he agrees!"

Yuanfeng pinched the bridge of his nose, torn between laughter and exasperation.

The boy looked between the two, clearly confused as to why that caused such a reaction. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Huaijin said quickly, patting his shoulder. "You said something very right!"

Her father sighed deeply.

"Kids these days," he muttered under his breath.

"Old men these days," Huaijin muttered back, earning herself a playful flick on the forehead.

The boy chuckled softly, his calm face breaking into a small smile for the first time.

"See you at school," he said simply, before walking away, his red balloon swaying in the air.

Huaijin watched him go, a small smile tugging at her lips.

’So fate really wants to gather everyone around me again, huh?’ she thought, her eyes glinting. ’Fine. I’ll play along... but this time, I’ll be the one holding the strings.’

"Let’s go, Daddy!" she chirped suddenly, grabbing his hand. "The ghosts are waiting!"

He raised a brow. "Not scared anymore?"

"Of course not! You’re with me!"

He smiled softly. "Then lead the way, my brave little warrior."

And as they stepped into the glowing doorway of the haunted house, hand in hand, laughter trailing behind them, neither of them noticed the faint reflection in the funhouse mirror near the entrance.

Two figures of father and daughter were shining amidst shadows.

Chi Huaijin had never imagined that a simple, joyful outing with her father could turn into a miniature battlefield.

The sun had just dipped below the horizon, painting the amusement park in streaks of pink and orange, and the lights from the rides twinkled like stars come down to earth.

The scent of popcorn, fried snacks, and sweet cotton candy hung in the air, and laughter and screams of excitement echoed from every corner.

For Huaijin, it had started as the perfect day, a rare, golden slice of happiness she had earned after a week of diligently attending kindergarten without fuss.