Every father who saw his daughter bring her boyfriend home would have the painful feeling that the good cabbage he had poured all his love and care into had been taken by a pig. It had nothing to do with whether the pig was handsome or not, what his job was, what his image was, or what his strength was. In the father's eyes, he was the pig who had taken his beautiful daughter.
That was how Manuel Arango felt at the moment. What's more, Li Ang, the pig, looked really unsightly. He was wet all over and was carrying big and small bags. Was he a refugee?
Li Ang quickly judged and preliminarily figured out the current situation. Was he being used as a shield? How could such a legendary thing happen to him?
In that case, should he submit or not? Or should he obey? Or should he obey?
The former Cadet A manager, who was the youngest in the history of Real Madrid, was about to open his mouth to speak.
"He's my boyfriend," Venita Arango said again seriously.
Manuel Arango looked at his stubborn daughter with mixed feelings. He suddenly sighed and squeezed out a smile at Li Ang. "Hello."
Li Ang's hair was messy and his eyes were dull, as if he had been struck by lightning.
A few minutes later, Li Ang knew the middle-aged man's identity. Manuel Arango, the father of the beautiful Miss Venita Arango. From his observation, the relationship between the father and daughter did not seem to be good. That might be why Venita said that he was her boyfriend to anger her father.
Or could it be that the girl challenged her father's authority in such a way, or was it a small punishment? Was her purpose to see her father's anger?
This was Li Ang's keen analysis. After calming down, he observed carefully. In fact, this was not much different from the truth.
Li Ang felt that he needed to explain. This was a family matter between the father and daughter. It was really inappropriate for him to get involved. Most importantly, he was really not familiar with Venita Arango, so there was no reason for him to get involved.
Venita Arango was like a beautiful butterfly beside Li Ang. She handed him a towel to wipe his wet hair and served him a steaming cup of coffee. She looked like a virtuous girlfriend. Manuel Arango sat on the sofa opposite and watched this scene without saying a word.
The steaming coffee flowed down his throat and into his stomach, warming him up.
Li Ang glanced at Venita Arango, who was still performing, and suddenly felt a little reluctant. It was really a pleasure to have such a beautiful and well-behaved girlfriend.
Venita Arango was embarrassed by Li Ang's gaze. Her face blushed. In the eyes of the old Arango sitting opposite her, this was clearly a 'love affair'. The old man's heart ached.
"Mr. Arango, I think I need to explain," Li Ang suddenly said.
Venita's pretty face changed. She looked at Li Ang anxiously, indicating that she did not want to.
Li Ang shook his head slightly.
"First of all, I'm not Miss Arango's boyfriend, although I also want to be such a beautiful girl's boyfriend." He looked at the old Arango and said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. At the same time, he nodded slightly to Venita. The latter's anxious face blushed slightly when she heard the last sentence.
"Also, I'm not familiar with Miss Arango." Li Ang shrugged. "In fact, this is the second time we've spoken."
"Finally, it was an accident that I came here." Li Ang pointed to the bags at the door. "I was just kicked out of the apartment because of the rainstorm." He spread his hands to the old Arango. "I came here to take shelter from the rain."
Manuel Arango was surprised. From what he could tell, this man was not lying. He was surprised that Li Ang was so frank and took the initiative to say it. In fact, this young man did not have to do this. It was not that the old Arango was arrogant, but he was very confident in his daughter's beauty. If this young man made the best of his mistake, this could be a chance for him to get close to his daughter. At the same time, he believed that this young man could also see that he was not an ordinary person. For someone who wanted to climb up the social ladder, using Venita's little temper could be a good opportunity.
However, this young man did not.
Glancing at his daughter's pouting face, Arango knew that this was the end of the matter.
For the old Arango, the girl was his angel, a treasure that he had to protect. He hated and hated all the liars who had designs on his daughter, and he would do everything he could to protect his little cutie.
Li Ang's frank attitude. This person's eyes were clear, and his words were concise and comprehensive. This somewhat embarrassed young man was neither servile nor overbearing, which made people's eyes light up.
This made Manuel Arango interested in this person, and at the same time, he admired him.
The beautiful Miss Venita found that she had become an outsider in this room. Li Ang was talking happily with her father. The two of them were chatting happily, and there was a burst of hearty laughter from time to time.
This surprised the girl. She did not expect Li Ang to be able to chat so well with the old guy. That was very impressive. Although her attitude towards her father was bad, in fact, deep in the girl's heart, she admired her father. Perhaps even the girl herself did not realize this.
"Tell me your story, Li," the old Arango said happily. Old Arango said happily, "I can see that you are a man with a story. I like listening to stories."
Today's unfortunate events made Li Ang angry. He had a desire to pour out his anger. This middle-aged man opposite him, who was a stranger, seemed to be a good person to talk to.
He began to tell his story, Li Ang's story.
A young man who loved football so much, after his dream of becoming a professional player was shattered, was determined to embark on the path of a professional coach. For this dream, he resolutely traveled alone in Europe. He traveled to many countries, did a lot of work, suffered a lot of hardships, and suffered a lot of crimes. He persevered and never thought of giving up. No matter how bad the situation was, it could not stop him from moving forward.
The old Arango sighed and looked at Li Ang with a little more appreciation in his eyes. This was a young man who could endure hardships, perseverance, and courage.
Venita covered her small mouth with tears in her eyes. She did not know Li Ang at all. The girl had only seen the success and glory of the Real Madrid Cadet A manager, but did not know the story behind it. This person had suffered so much, traveled long distances, traveled across Europe, worked nearly 20 hours a day, picked up food from the trash, slept in the park? This was unimaginable.
The girl was moved by the story.
And the successful application for the position of Real Madrid's under-17 Team A manager was undoubtedly the reward of all this young man's hard work. It could be said that he had reached the height that a coach of his age could reach!
Manuel Arango was moved. He was most aware of the importance of the position of Real Madrid's under-17 Team A. This young man, who had traveled alone, a Chinese, had successfully applied for the position of Real Madrid's Cadet A manager?!
He looked at his daughter, and the girl nodded. "Yes, he is the manager of Real Madrid's Cadet A."
"Li's work is very good. His Cadet A team's results are good. Just in the last game, they beat Barcelona 3-0," Venita added with a little pride in her voice.
The old Arango was shocked. This was confirmed by his daughter. He was even more shocked that Li Ang's work was really good. He led the team to beat Barcelona 3-0? He knew the strength of Catalonia's Cadet A. Although Real Madrid was now the overlord of La Liga, he knew that La Masia was the king of the youth echelon.
It seemed that this young man was indeed very capable.
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