Otaku Translation: My Girlfriend Is a Cello Player C115

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Chapter 115: Meeting the Parents

"Wait until Yanyu arrives. Be mindful of what you say, and don’t keep that sour expression on your face."

...

At , in the most luxurious private room on the top floor, He Xin earnestly instructed her husband, . Her face bore a striking resemblance to Gan Yanyu’s, though tinged with nervousness and worry.

Today, she and her husband had set aside time to visit their long-absent daughter. On one hand, they wanted to check in on her recent life and discuss important matters. On the other, they hoped to mend their strained relationship and make up for years of neglect.

...

Gan Sheng, arms crossed, simply nodded without a word. His imposing presence filled the room, exuding authority even in silence. Sensing his lack of response, He Xin reiterated:

"Yanyu rarely agrees to have dinner with us. Let’s avoid any unpleasant topics besides that issue."

"You’re the one who opposed Yanyu playing the , aren’t you?" Gan Sheng frowned slightly.

"That was before," He Xin sighed. "I only objected because I didn’t want her to follow the old man’s path."

"And look where it got us—she’d rather live alone than be with us." Gan Sheng’s tone carried a hint of frustration.

Truthfully, Gan Sheng wasn’t as strongly against Yanyu pursuing music as his wife. When he was younger, his father, Gan Hua, had tried to groom him for a musical career. But unlike Yanyu, Gan Sheng had neither talent nor interest in the cello—or classical music in general. After abandoning music during his school years, he never looked back.

To him, true men aimed high. Pursuing arts seemed frivolous compared to achieving greatness in business or leadership. Yet, seeing Yanyu excel where he had failed stirred something deep within him. Perhaps there was a part of him that hoped she might fulfill their father’s unfulfilled dreams.

Thus, while He Xin fiercely resisted Yanyu’s passion for music, Gan Sheng remained more ambivalent. If she chose to pursue it, so be it. What mattered most was her happiness.

However, the boy appearing alongside Yanyu in those videos... That raised alarms.

"What’s the deal with the boy in Yanyu’s videos again?" Gan Sheng asked, unable to suppress his curiosity.

"Don’t you remember? A couple of days ago, Yanyu mentioned he’s her music partner."

"A 'music partner,'" Gan Sheng muttered skeptically. Though traditional in many ways, he understood modern youth culture well enough. Hearing this title immediately set off warning bells in his mind.

A senior year student prioritizing short videos over academics? Surely his grades must be abysmal. Any parent would find such an association unsettling—not out of prejudice, but practical concern. Could this be exploiting Yanyu’s love for music to get close to her? Especially since Yanyu claimed they filmed at his house...

Gan Sheng’s anxiety grew palpable as he nervously rubbed his hands together.

...

"They’re here," He Xin whispered, breaking his thoughts.

The door opened, and Gan Yanyu stepped inside.

"Yanyu!" He Xin stood up immediately.

Behind her trailed a young man in a crisp white shirt, casually holding his suit jacket. He walked with measured steps, exuding confidence.

"Hello, Uncle, Auntie," Lin Tian greeted, his voice smooth and magnetic.

Handsome, He Xin thought, momentarily taken aback. Contrary to her preconceptions of a scruffy, irresponsible teenager, Lin Tian appeared polished and composed. His demeanor radiated refinement—a stark contrast to her expectations.

Beside her, Gan Sheng maintained a stoic exterior, though his sharp gaze scrutinized every detail.

"Please, sit down," He Xin invited warmly.

Lin Tian took his seat at the table.

"This is my partner, Lin Tian," Gan Yanyu introduced matter-of-factly, skipping pleasantries. "We’re classmates from neighboring classes."

He Xin smiled politely. "We’ve watched your videos. Your piano skills are impressive, and the compositions are excellent."

Her praise wasn’t mere flattery. Though musically uninformed, she found the pieces captivating, and the video stats spoke for themselves. Clearly, this young man possessed considerable talent.

"Auntie is too kind," Lin Tian humbly replied.

"Let’s order the dishes first," He Xin suggested, signaling the waiting server outside. "Go ahead and bring the food."

After the server bowed and left, He Xin turned back to Gan Yanyu, her tone affectionate. "Yanyu, how have you been lately? You seem to have gained some weight?"

"Yes, I’m almost 45 kilos now."

"Have you returned to school yet?"

"It’s been a week."

"That’s wonderful."

"Mm."

...

He Xin’s warmth clashed sharply with Gan Yanyu’s reserved demeanor. But Lin Tian understood—it wasn’t disdain; it was simply Yanyu’s nature. She hadn’t fully relaxed around her parents yet.

After a pause, Gan Yanyu added, "It’s all thanks to Lin Tian taking good care of me recently."

"Is that so?" Gan Sheng interjected, finally breaking his silence. With deliberate calm, he asked, "How did you two meet?"

"We bumped into each other in the neighborhood," Lin Tian answered smoothly.

In truth, Lin Tian owed them gratitude. If not for their neglect driving Yanyu to despair, he might never have met her atop that rooftop.

"Thank you for being there for Yanyu when we couldn’t," Gan Sheng acknowledged frankly. This admission surprised even He Xin. While unaware of the specifics, Gan Sheng recognized that Yanyu had become more cheerful—and credited Lin Tian for it.

But then, his tone shifted, growing stern. "Do you live alone?"

Sensing trouble brewing, He Xin nudged her husband under the table. Unmoved, Gan Sheng pressed on.

"Yes," Lin Tian replied.

"And your family?"

"I don’t have one. I’ve lived alone for years."

An 18-year-old orphan living independently? To any parent, such circumstances screamed danger.

"No guardian?"

"No."

Gan Sheng hesitated. Some things were too harsh to say in front of Yanyu. Sensing the tension, He Xin intervened. "Then where does your allowance come from?"

"Part-time jobs before, now earnings from making videos."

Lin Tian’s candidness startled He Xin. From what she knew, producing these videos required significant investment. And perhaps Yanyu’s reluctance to ask for money stemmed from relying on Lin Tian instead.

"Really? That much?"

"If you work hard, it’s possible."

"Remarkable," He Xin murmured, genuinely impressed. Handsome, capable, and self-reliant—what more could one ask for?

Even Gan Sheng felt a flicker of admiration. He probed further. "What are your plans for the future?"

"As a senior, I aim to enter a good university first."

"You attend Seven High with Yanyu, correct?"

"Yes."

"Seven High is prestigious. Even if your grades slip, you won’t fall too far behind." By "fall," Gan Sheng implied character rather than academics. In his eyes, attending a top-tier high school indicated solid moral fiber.

"Actually, Lin Tian ranked first in our last mock exam," Gan Yanyu chimed in.

"First place?" Gan Sheng’s expression softened. "In Seven High?"

He Xin echoed in astonishment. As locals, they understood the significance of ranking first in —a school renowned for its rigorous standards and exceptional admission rates to elite universities.

If maintained, such performance guaranteed entry into Zhonghua’s top institutions.

Despite Lin Tian’s modesty—"Mock exams fluctuate; I dropped to sixth recently"—his achievements spoke volumes. The fact that he attributed slipping ranks to extracurricular pursuits only highlighted his brilliance.

Recalling his own academic journey, Gan Sheng reflected on the challenges faced by today’s students. "Yanyu should learn from Lin Tian," He Xin remarked approvingly.

"Thank you, Auntie. Next month, I’ll take the . I still have much to learn from Yanyu."

"You’re an art candidate?" He Xin asked.

"Yes, I recently decided to start studying. I hope to join Yanyu at ."

"Recently started?" Gan Sheng echoed, intrigued. Here was someone excelling academically yet willingly embracing new challenges—a reflection of his younger self.

"With your musical talent, entering Zhonghua will open doors," He Xin encouraged.

As the conversation continued, Gan Sheng’s unease deepened. This outstanding young man—handsome, talented, and sharing Yanyu’s passions—was exactly the type to captivate her heart. Such proximity inevitably sparked romantic possibilities.

Watching Lin Tian, Gan Sheng couldn’t shake his discomfort.

...

Once the dishes arrived, Lin Tian excused himself. "Uncle, Auntie, please start without me. I’ll be right back."

"Of course," He Xin smiled warmly, her eyes brimming with approval. From skepticism to admiration, she now held Lin Tian in high regard.

With Lin Tian gone, only Gan Yanyu and her parents remained. After a brief silence, Gan Sheng spoke.

"Yanyu, there’s something we need to discuss."

Hearing this, Gan Yanyu looked up, startled. Beside her, He Xin’s earlier cheerfulness vanished, replaced by tension.

"That boy, Lin Tian—he’s remarkable. As a friend, I have no objections. But—"

"Keep your distance."

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