Transform into a magical girl after getting off work

Several months ago, before he had resigned from the elevator company, Lin Yun would receive calls from various unfamiliar numbers every week.

Most of them were clients or collaborative enterprises discussing business, so even if the parties were initially unknown to each other, these unfamiliar numbers would subsequently be added to Lin Yun's contact list for easier communication next time.

However, there was always one number without a note in Lin Yun's contact list.

This number had even become a dead line, but he kept it in his contact list just in case he couldn't find it when necessary.

It was the same number that, five months earlier, on the night Lin Xiaolu was in danger, had informed Lin Yun of the location of the attack.

Lin Yun had never forgotten about this incident; in fact, he had actively investigated the true identity behind this number, but to no avail. In the end, he could only save it in his contact list.

What he hadn't anticipated at that time was that after such a long while, he would receive another call from this person, who had now changed their number.

What was their intention? Why did they provide information without revealing their true identity? And why did they feel the need to operate from the shadows?

Pondering these questions, Lin Yun took a ride back to his home.

Despite the many unanswered questions in his heart, he had to temporarily suppress them, as the most important thing now was to go home and see his daughter.

Whether it was for the prearranged festival or to prevent the crisis warned of by the mysterious caller, it was imperative that Lin Xiaolu stayed within his sight to avoid a repeat of the previous incident.

However, this also meant that tonight he might not be able to take Lin Xiaolu out. Otherwise, according to the original plan, he had intended to go moon-viewing with his daughter.

Every year during the Full Moon Festival, Fangting City would plan a grand moon-viewing event. The government would set the venue, attract investments, and hold a celebration and evening party for the Full Moon Festival.

The celebration did not charge any admission fee, but offered a rich array of exhibitions and performances, with special areas designated for moon-viewing, so quite a portion of the populace would join in with their families. Lin Yun was naturally no exception in previous years.

It was precisely because of the pleasant memories of moon-viewing at the festival that he wanted to take Lin Xiaolu again today.

This plan originally had no issues, but after receiving the second mysterious call, Lin Yun was forced to abandon this idea.

Maybe next year, if there would still be a chance then.

Carrying this thought, Lin Yun returned to his high-rise apartment and took a long deep breath as he inserted the key into the lock.

Before he could take the next step, he felt the lock turn and saw the front door suddenly open, with the light inside immediately shining into the corridor.

—"Ah, you're back?"

Standing behind the door was a figure Lin Yun hadn't anticipated, his nominally former junior, Hong Siyu.

Hong Siyu stood at the doorway in casual home wear, her already youthful appearance even more radiant in these clothes.

Seeing that it was Lin Yun outside, she pulled the door open with a teasing smile and asked, "The busy man has finally come home. Do you want to have dinner first or take a shower?"

"Stop it."

Lin Yun was somewhat exasperated, "Acting so young at our age, what's the point?"

"Bringing that up the moment you see me?"

Hong Siyu widened her eyes, "Is that what a gentleman should do? Criticizing a lady's age right off the bat?"

"Do we have to go through this every time we meet?"

Pushing her aside, Lin Yun stepped into his home, "You better start explaining, why are you in my place?"

"What do you mean why am I in your place..."

Hong Siyu stepped aside with some dissatisfaction, "Because today is the Full Moon Festival."

"I know today is the Full Moon Festival."

Changing into slippers in the entryway, Lin Yun carrying his overnight bag looked at Hong Siyu, "But what does that have to do with you being in my house?"

"The thing is, I came here to celebrate the festival."

Hong Siyu seemed perplexed, tilting her head she retorted, "Would you rather I spend it all alone in my own home?"

"I was hoping you'd go back to spend it with your parents."

Lin Yun sighed with resignation, "They're still in Fangting City, right? Don't you visit them for the holidays?"

"Haha, senior, you really don't know me at all."

Hong Siyu laughed heartily, waving her hand, "I don't have any elders to visit now."

"…I see."

Not sure whether to be shocked by the fact in Hong Siyu's words or puzzled by her seemingly indifferent attitude, Lin Yun realized he might have broached an off-limit topic. After a brief silence, he changed the subject:

"Fine, I have no objection, have you discussed it with Xiaolu?"

"Her objection was quite significant. She said 'I don't want a woman with ulterior motives at my home for the Full Moon Festival', such hurtful words."

Hong Siyu proudly crossed her arms: "But I didn't care at all! I nagged and pestered her until she agreed!"

"This isn't something you can just let slide, care a little about it."

Glancing at her, Lin Yun narrowed his eyes: "And you actually did something as childish as nagging and pestering... Can't you be a bit more aware that you're an adult?"

"I'm 16 years old this year, you know."

"Huh."

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, it's good to have a young mindset."

"Are you implying I'm old again?"

"I'm implying you're acting cutesy."

Hanging her luggage on the couch, Lin Yun took off her jacket and loosened the tie at her chest: "So why are you the one opening the door? Where's Lulu?"

"Probably because of telepathy? I felt someone at the door so I came."

Hong Siyu whispered with her voice slightly lowered: "Let me ask again, dear senior, would you like to eat first or take a bath?"

"Stop with the silly jokes."

Lin Yun couldn't help but click his tongue: "If I really had to say, let's arrange dinner first. Did you make it?"

"I didn't," said Hong Siyu with a mischievous grin.

"Then what are you asking for?"

"I'm just asking if you want to eat, didn't say I made it."

"...Fine, then I'll order food," Lin Yun said flatly as she pulled out her phone. Continue reading at empire

"Oh, no need to order. It should be almost ready," Hong Siyu

"Ready? Who? Don't tell me Xiaolu has learned to cook."

"Xiaolu alone might not manage, but this time it's a group effort."

"Everyone?"

After a brief pause, realizing what Hong Siyu meant, Lin Yun looked towards the closed kitchen sliding door.

He strode forward, gently slid the doors apart and saw the scene within:Nôv(el)B\\jnn

——Three girls were busily and efficiently preparing dinner.

"Xiaolu, the radish!"

"Here, here!"

"Xiaoxuan, the egg mixture!"

"Ready!"

Xia Liang was busy stir-frying at the stove, Lin Xiaolu was slowly chopping vegetables on the cutting board, and Bai Jingxuan was holding bowls, comparing the recipe and mixing spices on the side.

Perhaps because they were so focused, none of them noticed Lin Yun's arrival.

In the end, it was Mocha, idly floating around, who saw Lin Yun. Mocha flew to Lin Xiaolu's shoulder, giving it a pat, prompting her to come back to her senses and look towards the back, the entrance of the kitchen.

Upon seeing Lin Yun, she briefly froze. Then she opened her mouth, seemed somewhat embarrassed, not knowing what to say, looked away, and then rather stiffly said, "Dad, welcome home."

Her words also caught the attention of the other two girls, who stopped their work and looked towards the kitchen entrance.

"Hello, Uncle!" Bai Jingxuan greeted crisply and politely.

It was her first time meeting Lin Yun, but that didn't stop her from determining the identity of the man in front of her through Lin Xiaolu's statements.

"Uncle, long time no see." Xia Liang smiled subtly, maintaining her good-girl image as she greeted Lin Yun.

Of course, that depended on ignoring the fact that after she said this, her lips continued to move silently as if she were still saying something.