Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 473 - 473 469 Lu Xiaoman's Childhood Sweetheart

473: Chapter 469: Lu Xiaoman’s Childhood Sweetheart?

(Part 2) 473: Chapter 469: Lu Xiaoman’s Childhood Sweetheart?

(Part 2) Taking the elevator upstairs, they finally stopped at the twelfth floor, where both of them stepped out of the staircase.

“At my place,” Lu Xiaoman whispered, pointing to the security door marked with the number 1205.

Ye Fan nodded and said, “This spot is nice.

Standing on the balcony, you must be able to see quite a distant view, right?”

“Yeah, that’s true,” replied Lu Xiaoman.

Approaching the security door, Ye Fan smiled and said, “I’ll watch you go inside and then I’ll leave.”

It was about half-past midnight now; it wouldn’t be convenient to go in and sit for a few minutes.

“Okay,” Lu Xiaoman nodded, taking out her keys to unlock the door.

As the door opened, Ye Fan was about to raise his hand to wave goodbye to Lu Xiaoman when, unexpectedly, a bout of hearty laughter erupted from inside the apartment.

It wasn’t just one or two people laughing, but four or five, both men and women, seeming quite lively.

Besides, there were sounds of a television, and bright light poured out from inside.

“Your parents haven’t gone to bed?” Ye Fan couldn’t help asking, “It seems like there are visitors.”

“It seems so,” Lu Xiaoman said, “My parents never used to stay up so late.”

Ye Fan slightly nodded, but he didn’t plan to go in.

After all, he had only intended to walk Lu Xiaoman home.

If he were to enter as a guest, he wasn’t prepared with any gifts, not to mention there were strangers inside.

“So then…” He was about to say goodnight when a couple of voices shouted from inside, “Manman is back!”

Next, Ye Fan distinctly heard a confident and steady set of footsteps coming from inside, along with the call, “Manman, we’ve been waiting for you to return.”

It was a young man’s voice, warm and familiar.

Ye Fan’s brow furrowed slightly, and the next moment, he saw a well-dressed young man with hair neatly combed and moussed stepping out behind Lu Xiaoman.

The young man had a smile on his face.

When he saw Ye Fan, he too quickly noticed him, and his smile briefly tensed.

He scanned Ye Fan quickly, then, disregarding him, continued to look at Lu Xiaoman with a smile.

Lu Xiaoman’s face turned pale; she said to Ye Fan anxiously, “Ye Fan, listen to me, this is a misunderstanding!

I had no idea he would suddenly visit and stay until now.”

After speaking to Ye Fan, Lu Xiaoman immediately turned and sharply said to the handsome young man, “Feng Junjie, how come you’re still here at my place at this hour?”

Feng Junjie, the handsome young man, also appeared slightly startled but quickly replied in a warm tone with a smile, “Manman, your aunt and uncle are waiting for you; let’s go inside.”

Quickly after, he addressed Ye Fan, “My friend, thank you for bringing Manman safely to her doorstep so late at night.

However, it’s too late now, and we won’t keep you for a cup of tea.”

“Manman, why won’t you come in?

Hurry inside,” Lu Xiaoman’s stepmother’s voice called out from the living room.

Lu Xiaoman’s face became even more distressed and tense; she turned and hurried towards Ye Fan, grasping at his hand with extreme urgency, “Ye Fan, you must believe me.

I’ll take you inside right now to clear things up!”

With that, she pulled Ye Fan forcefully toward the inside of the house.

Standing in the doorway, Feng Junjie’s face turned ugly; he stretched his hand out to block the entrance and said, “Manman, it’s the middle of the night, how can you bring a strange man into the house?

Uncle Lu and Aunt Gui would be upset!”

“Get out of the way!” Lu Xiaoman exclaimed fiercely, “Feng Junjie, if you continue to say such misleading things, don’t blame me for turning ruthless!”

“Manman, you…” Feng Junjie seemed to feel greatly wronged.

At this moment, the people in the living room clearly heard the argument at the front door, and as they walked towards the entrance, they called out, “Manman, Ajie, what are you arguing about?”

Soon, everyone from the living room had made their way to the entrance.

Ye Fan looked over and indeed saw four more people inside.

Besides Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive parents, there were also two middle-aged individuals, about fifty years old, a man and a woman, seemingly a married couple.

The middle-aged woman bore a slight resemblance to Feng Junjie—obviously his parents.

The clothing and overall appearance of Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive parents were noticeably better than what Ye Fan had observed the first time he met them.

Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive parents and Feng Junjie’s parents also noticed Ye Fan.

Upon seeing Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive parents come out, Feng Junjie immediately turned and hurriedly called to them, “Uncle Lu, Aunt Gui, Manman and I aren’t fighting anymore, it was just a small misunderstanding.”

By then, Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive parents had a good idea what the argument was about; they nodded slightly at Feng Junjie and then turned their gaze back to Ye Fan.

However, they didn’t recognize Ye Fan at first.

After all, their last meeting had been brief and at night, and several months had passed since then.

Lu Xiaoman quickly said to her adoptive parents, “Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend Ye Fan, whom you’ve met before.”

“Uncle, Auntie, hello,” Ye Fan said.

“I had only planned to walk Xiaoman to her doorstep; I didn’t intend to disturb you.

I am truly sorry.”

Lu Xiaoman’s mother looked at Ye Fan for a moment, remembered him, and recalled that he had once driven Xiaoman home in a somewhat old and lower-end car.

“Oh, I remember you now, you’re Little Ye,” said Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive mother.

At this point, Lu Xiaoman, somewhat impatiently, asked, “Mom, why are you keeping Feng Uncle and his wife as guests until late into the night?”

Although Lu Xiaoman’s mother was not highly educated, she was streetwise.

Ignoring Lu Xiaoman’s question, she directly said, “Standing at the door is not the proper way to welcome guests.

Let’s all go into the living room to talk.”

Having said that, she turned to Feng Junjie’s parents and said, “Let’s go inside.”

The faces of Feng Junjie’s parents had not looked too pleased, but at this moment they smiled and followed back into the living room.

“Manman…” Feng Junjie hesitated, as if holding back and feeling wronged he sighed and turned to enter the living room.

“Shall we go in?” Lu Xiaoman looked up at Ye Fan and said, as she tightly clutched his hand, afraid that he might walk away in a huff.

Ye Fan nodded slightly and followed Lu Xiaoman into her home.

Seeing that Ye Fan was willing to enter her home to listen to her explanation, Lu Xiaoman let out a small sigh of relief.

Upon entering the living room, Ye Fan’s gaze swept across, noticing that it was quite spacious with moderately upscale decor, which looked clean and fresh since it was new.

Sitting down on the sofas around the short table, Lu Xiaoman’s adoptive parents sat on the middle one, Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman chose the one on the left, and Feng Junjie’s family seated themselves opposite on the right.

As soon as they were seated, Lu Xiaoman said to Feng Junjie’s parents, “Uncle Feng, Aunt Feng, I’m really sorry.

My parents forgot about the time and kept you chatting until past midnight, which must have severely disturbed your rest.

Since your home is far from here, even if you drive back soon, you won’t get home until around one or two in the morning.

I truly apologize.”

She was overtly reproaching her own adoptive parents but was actually implying that Feng Junjie’s family had overstayed their welcome and it was impolite.

“Manman, don’t worry about it,” her adoptive father, Old Lu, said.

“We have two spare guest rooms, and they can stay here for the night.”

Old Lu, who was usually honest and stuttering, thought Lu Xiaoman was indeed blaming them, so he revealed their prearranged plan to have the guests stay overnight.