Crossdressing To Survive An Apocalypse

The phone's alarm rang, letting him know it was four fifty pm.

Fan Xui's body stiffened. He swiftly gulped down mouthfuls of water and swallowed with difficulty.

"sir?" Hans glanced at the back seat with a dull look. "How long do you plan to just sit here?"

"umm.... it's not five yet." Fan Xui mumbled, fiddling with his tie.

"Yes, but we are already here. Sir, we have been waiting for two hours!" Hans glanced at the house in the corner with a loud sigh. "Sir, I'll give you free advice,"

The person from behind leaned forward eagerly. "what?"

"Try your best to impress them."

"I'm trying!! See, I'm wearing a new suit. I even slicked my hair back," Fan Xui adjusted the stray hair from his forehead.

"Not what I meant," Hans glanced at him intently. "sweet talk them. Compliment them and at the end of the day ask for permission."

"marriage!! Ohh.... doesn't Zou Yue need to accept me first,"

Hans sighed loudly, nagging his head on the wheels. "Not marriage, for dating!! Ask them for permission to date their son!! If you ask for his hand in marriage now, I am pretty sure that you will be chased out of the house with a broom,"

"That severe?!!!"

"Yes!!!! So tone your excitement down." Hans warned him.

"Okay... toning it down. Wait, do I compliment them or not. I am trying to tone it down, right?"

Hans just blankly smiled at him. "Try your best. If they don't accept you, then try to seduce your man." 

"Seduce Zou Yue....." Fan Xui's ears turned bright red.

Hans saw this from the reflection if the rear-view mirror and subtly giggled. "Now go get the boss!! Fighting!"

Fan Xui took a deep breath and got out of the car. The house was just past the intersection the roads were narrow so there was no option to park his car nearby. He let Hans wait in the car near the intersection in case it causes any traffic.

He adjusted his tie once more and confidently raised his chest.

His shades were still broken, so he decided to use a new one as for his walking stick he ditched it. He did not want to seem like a total invalid in front of his parents.

Reaching the house, he rang the door bell.

"Coming!" the door opened and a middle age man stood there at the doorway peering at him intently.

Fan Xui looked at him as well. This man had a head full of hair with small slashes of white hair in between his eyes were quite similar to Zou Yue's, but the wrinkles on the corner told him of his age. But his face shape and everything else looked different.

"Good morn... no good evening, sir. Shall I come in?" he held out a gift basket.

Zou Yue's father opened the door without any expressions and gestured for him to follow.

Sensing the cold reception fen Xui gulped. 'I am an owner, CEO of a multibillionaire company I can't show any signs of weakness.' He told himself as he stepped in.

"No shoes!" he glared at him.

"Y—yes.." he croaked and swiftly removed them. 'Shit, did I just croak!!' he cleared his throat loudly and followed after him inside.

The house looked way different on the inside. It was designed like a rectangle with a huge pond and garden in the centre. There were so many plants flourishing there. The plants did not look like any flowering plant he had seen before.

He intently glanced at them and then at the railing on the top that looked like thick iron poles. 'Maybe the house was built this way.....'

"Stop gawking."

"Sorry sir, I can't help but admiring the wonderful smell coming from your garden," Fan Xui smiled at him. 'It's a compliment, right?'

But Zou Yue's father's expression went even worse after that. "We used pesticide. It smells like trash,"

'Maybe that was not a good compliment.'

He awkwardly followed after him in silence.

He led him to a room that looked like a study. There were so many books scattered all across their room. His keen eyes noticed all of this. 'Geography.... I heard he was a lecturer and a researcher for a long time.'

"sit," Zou Wei gestured to the seat in front of him.

Fan Xui courteously sat down and placed the gift fruit basket on the ground. "Umm.... about your house... it smells like home. I especially like the smell of the small pond in the middle. Is it a fountain?"

"Pond, it's for functional purposes, not for decoration." He dully whispered.

Fan Xui noticed that his hands were tightly clenched on the hand rest. 'He seems angrier... what's going on? I guess I should stop my flattery and get to business. Let's change subject'

"The place you have put up for sale I would like to....."

"What did you do to my precious Yue?" he suddenly said with a dark look on his face.

"Pardon? I didn't get you sir..." Fan Xui looked at him confusedly.

"I asked what did you do to my darling son!" he shot up, pushing the chair behind.

Fan Xui flinched back! "n-nothing I presume!!!"

"Nothing?! You bastard!!!" he ran around the table with a huge cane.

'Oh shit, I really should not have complimented the garden's smell!! Hans you idiot!!!!'