I became the matchmaker between my father and wife - Chapter 249

Xiaoying hesitated for a moment with her phone in hand, then bit her lower lip and dialed the number. I have to admire the current level of technology; the listening function of the surveillance equipment is incredibly powerful. I could clearly hear the "beep beep" sound from Xiaoying's phone through the headset. Although the call hadn't been answered yet, I knew she was definitely calling her father, because I hadn't received a single missed call from Xiaoying all day...
"Hello……"
Perhaps Xiaoying was too close to my monitoring equipment when she made the call, because this time I clearly heard the call connect and then she made the father's greeting.
After the call connected, Xiaoying didn't speak; her father spoke first.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
After the call connected, Xiaoying remained silent, biting her lower lip, appearing very nervous. Her father spoke on the other end, but hearing no sound on his end, he assumed there was a problem with the phone or signal and had to ask again.
"I...I can hear..."
After hesitating for a while, Xiaoying replied to her father.
"What's wrong, Xiaoying...?"
Upon hearing Xiaoying's voice, the father called out her name. His relationship with Xiaoying was too sensitive right now. Even if Xiaoying called, he couldn't be sure it was her on the other end. What if it was him, the male lead? Hearing Xiaoying's voice, the father's words revealed a hint of relief, but not in a normal way. His tone subtly revealed a hint of excitement and anticipation.
"Can...can you come back now?"
Xiaoying bit her lower lip until it was red, and after hesitating for a long time, she said shyly, her words hesitant, as if she had difficulty speaking. After all, before the two of them had a relationship, they had hardly communicated. It was usually like dry wood meeting a raging fire, attracting each other and starting their passion silently. This time, Xiaoying took the initiative to ask her father to come back for tenderness with words. This was the first time a young woman had ever been in a bridal sedan chair.
"Of course... I'll go back right away..."
The father's voice on the phone had been quite gentle, but when Xiaoying asked him if he could come back, he blurted out "Of course!" because he was excited or agitated, and his voice suddenly rose a lot. However, after saying those four words, he seemed to realize that he had lost his composure, and his voice lowered considerably for the rest of the sentence, but his words still revealed his hope and eagerness.
"Hmm..." Xiaoying's face flushed even more when she heard her father's reply. She simply responded softly, and then the two of them remained silent, as if they were both waiting for the other to hang up first.
Watching the two of them express their mutual affection on the phone, they seemed just like a couple deeply in love.
"Um... Jingcheng... is he home?"
Hearing that the call hadn't ended yet, the father, having calmed down, couldn't help but ask the question that concerned him most.
"No..." Xiaoying replied with a single word.
"Oh right, he has to work during the day. Look at my memory, I'll hang up now. I'll finish up the work on the island and then head back..."
The father on the other end seemed to have a sudden realization, as if he had truly forgotten.
In fact, the father already knew, but he was worried. At the same time, he wanted to subtly inquire whether Xiaoying's purpose in asking him to go home was... Since I wasn't home, it was almost certain that she wanted him to go back.
"beep……"
After her father finished speaking, Xiaoying hung up the phone and put it on the cabinet. She sat on the bed, breathing heavily, as if she had just done strenuous exercise. She touched her cheeks with both hands, feeling that her face was very hot. She had suppressed her shyness while talking to her father. Normally, Xiaoying might not have had the courage to call her father back. Perhaps it was the urgent need of her sexual addiction that gave her the determination and courage.
During the phone call, Xiaoying was able to suppress her rapid breathing and emotions, but after hanging up, she finally revealed all the anxiety she had been holding back.
Xiaoying waited at home, but she was actually a little restless. She glanced at the time on the wall; it was just approaching noon, and she hadn't eaten anything yet. Anyway, her father had said on the phone that he would finish up his work on the island before coming back, so she would use this time to make lunch.
Time passed by, and Xiaoying absentmindedly finished cooking. She sat at the table and ate, but seemed to have trouble swallowing, as she had no appetite in her current state.
"Click..."
Xiaoying had only taken a few bites when she heard the sound of a lock being opened on the door; her father also had a key.
Upon hearing the sound of the lock being opened, Xiaoying stopped chewing and stared at the still-closed door with a hint of nervousness and fear in her eyes. However, when the door opened and her father's furtive figure was revealed, Xiaoying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Normally, Xiaoying wouldn't be this nervous when her father came home. Perhaps her nervousness stemmed from the thought that it might not be her father returning at this time, but rather someone else coming home midway through the day, or her in-laws coming to visit. But whether it was someone else or her in-laws, it meant that her "appointment" with her father that afternoon was ruined.
It's no wonder Xiaoying was nervous. She thought her father wouldn't come back so early, since he said he still had work to finish on the island. But he did come back. Counting the time, it was only half an hour from when Xiaoying hung up the phone to when her father walked in. I've traveled back and forth between the island and home many times, so I know the time it takes to leave the island and arrive home. Calculating the time her father returned, he must have set off immediately after hanging up the phone. He didn't mention having work to finish up at all.
Perhaps there really was work to finish, but the father put it aside, leaving everything behind to come home to be with Xiaoying…
"You haven't finished eating yet...hehe..."
After opening the door, my father peeked in first, as if he were a stranger breaking in, acting furtively. Perhaps he was afraid of coming home to find me or someone else there. At that moment, my father also realized that his relationship with Xiaoying was one of guilt. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so reserved and secretive.
Seeing that Xiaoying was the only one eating, her father, who had been hunched over, immediately straightened up, forced a smile, and stood at the door talking to Xiaoying while changing his shoes.
"Yeah, I just ate. Have you eaten yet?"
After letting out a sigh of relief, Xiaoying glanced up at her father before quickly avoiding his gaze, lowering her head to continue eating, trying to hide her shyness. Having always been the one in control, she seemed unaccustomed to taking the initiative.
"I haven't eaten yet..."
My father originally wanted to say that he had eaten, but in the end he had to tell the truth. He hung up the phone and rushed back in a hurry. It would be strange if he had time to cook and eat. Perhaps my father didn't want to eat, but seeing the food that Xiaoying had made herself on the table, and thinking about the "heavy" physical exercise he had to do in the afternoon, it was the most rational thing for him to replenish his energy at this time.
"Then... let's eat together..."
Xiaoying originally wanted to go along with her father and have him eat with her, but she changed her tune halfway through, saying "just right," as if her father had arrived at the perfect time rather than earlier, thus concealing the last vestiges of embarrassment in her heart.
The father didn't say anything else, and seemed not to have noticed the change in Xiaoying's tone. He happily went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then sat down at the dining table to eat.
The table where the two of us ate was not the kind of floor table I usually have when I come home, but a small table placed in the living room near the kitchen.
The table is very small, with one side against the wall, and both sides are very narrow, so only the other side is suitable for people to eat on.
When her father came to the dining table, he could only lean against Xiaoying. Before her father went to the bathroom to wash his hands, Xiaoying was sitting in the middle of the table. After she came out of the bathroom, she had already taken her rice bowl to the side, leaving her father some space, and she had also prepared a set of chopsticks and a bowl for him.
In other people's normal families, these behaviors are perfectly acceptable, but in my family, given the special relationship between my wife and father, Xiaoying's actions seem very "thoughtful" to her father-in-law.
My father sat down next to Xiaoying. Because the table was quite narrow, their bodies were almost touching. Luckily, both of them were right-handed eaters. If one of them were left-handed, would they fight while eating? Xiaoying usually didn't have much of an appetite and ate very slowly. I don't know if it was because she was nervous or trying to distract herself, but she ate faster than before my father arrived. My father, on the other hand, started eating much faster than when I'm at home. I don't know if he was really starving or just in a hurry to eat to save time in the afternoon…
What usually takes 20 minutes to finish a meal was reduced to just 10 minutes before the two put down their chopsticks. After finishing, they both looked at each other simultaneously, but neither expected to do so. The instant their eyes met, they quickly turned away. Xiaoying, after avoiding her father's gaze, quickly got up to clear the dishes, while her father went to the bathroom to urinate. After urinating, he went to the sink. Xiaoying and I had prepared a separate set of toiletries for him. He initially intended to leave, but upon seeing the toiletries, he thought about the passionate encounter that might follow and, after a moment's consideration, took out the set and began washing himself—washing his face, hands, and brushing his teeth—completing the entire process without missing a single detail.
Seeing how carefully her father washed up, seemingly preparing for a passionate moment, perhaps brushing his teeth was in preparation for kissing Xiaoying later...
Meanwhile, after Xiaoying finished clearing the table, she started washing dishes. After finishing that, she started tidying up the house. After her father finished washing up, he came out of the bathroom and saw Xiaoying constantly busy. Her father sat on the sofa watching TV, while Xiaoying seemed to be constantly finding things to do, as if she didn't want to be idle. Xiaoying's actions showed her inner tension.
She had a strong need for and longing for sex with her father, but also a slight resistance. This was actually her way of avoiding her own feelings. If she were to follow her true emotions, she should be actively seducing and throwing herself into her father's arms at this point.
Watching Xiaoying's busy figure, the father, though watching TV, had an anxious look in his eyes. If he hadn't learned his lesson from Xiaoying before, he would have already taken the initiative to make a move on her.
Time ticked by, and both of them were filled with anticipation for what was to come. When their anticipation reached the same level, they both looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past 2 p.m., and my time to get off work was getting closer and closer, leaving them with less and less time to be alone together.
After glancing at the clock together, the two, realizing the urgency of time, looked at each other again. This time, driven by their inner needs, they didn't avoid each other's gaze and simply looked at each other. The father sat on the sofa, the television still playing a program, but he was watching Xiaoying, not the television. Xiaoying was holding a mop in her hand. She had already mopped the floor once that morning, but the mop seemed superfluous at this moment, and it remained still in her hand.
I could almost see a thread of desire connecting their gazes across the distance...

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