My Princess Holds Superpowers

An Ning watched An Dafu walk away before she turned back.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw An Yu standing behind her, his gaze so dark and menacing that it was frightening.

An Ning glanced at him, ignored him, and simply turned back into the house.

An Yu continued to watch her until her figure disappeared into the doorway, then he turned and headed outside.

At the intersection, An Dafu was standing by a tree, arms crossed over his chest, his eyelids drooping slightly, looking somewhat listless.

It was only when An Yu approached that he opened his eyes.

"Did you know I would catch up?" An Yu was surprised; he thought he would have to chase a bit further.

An Dafu nodded with a smile, "Do you have a problem with me?"

Just now, with that brief eye contact, An Yu had murderous intent toward him, and An Dafu wasn’t foolish enough to be unaware.

An Yu sneered.

He had more than just a problem!

If he had someone he could use, he would have already dealt with him like with that Xinghua.

Just thinking about how his sister, the esteemed young lady of the Prime Minister Residence, would stoop to please this old man made him angry.

Thinking of this, An Yu suddenly smiled, "Why, Uncle Erlai must be misunderstanding something. My sister, An Ning, is fortunate to be under your care. I can’t thank you enough, how could I blame you?"

It’s a pity he has no one to use.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so constrained, not daring to tear off the false facade.

This boy is lying, and An Dafu saw right through it.

One can deceive with words and expressions, but the eyes cannot lie. Even if cleverly hidden, careful observation will reveal flaws.

An Dafu: "You caught up with me, surely it wasn’t just to thank me, right?"

An Yu’s smile grew wider, and his face, resembling An Ning’s by about sixty to seventy percent, made An Dafu pause.

In that instant, he felt as if An Ning were right beside him.

An Yu: "That’s right, Uncle Erlai knows, An Yu is young and ignorant, inconsiderate in his actions, causing my mother to suffer as well. I’m no longer the lad of the Prime Minister Residence, but life must go on, so I’m thinking, could I work by your side like Lu Xiu does?"

An Dafu hadn’t expected this from An Yu...

He’s unsure how to describe it.

Indeed, like father like son with An Bingfeng.

Though different at their core, the thickness of their skins is quite comparable.

However, An Bingfeng’s shamelessness is more restrained, not as visible as with this kid.

Seeing An Dafu silent for a while, An Yu assured him: "Uncle Erlai, rest assured, I’m very hardworking and I can also manage accounts..."

An Yu listed many benefits of using him in one breath, and honestly, if An Dafu didn’t know he harbored ill intentions, he might actually be tempted.

This boy, despite having a delicate and gentle demeanor, is truly remarkable in other aspects. His eloquence far surpasses that of Lu Xiu.

"Alright." An Dafu thought long and hard before agreeing, patting An Yu on the shoulder, "Coincidentally, there’s work tomorrow and we’re short-handed. Since you’ve mentioned it, Uncle Erlai won’t stand on ceremony."

If he didn’t agree, who knows what trouble this kid might be brewing?

After all, convincing Ms. Yan to wholeheartedly divorce Gao Moutou with just one meeting demonstrates exceptional cunning.

Living next door to Gao Moutou, he has witnessed how extreme Ms. Yan could be in her attempts to divorce, and the lengths Gao Moutou went to in trying to keep her.