“!!!”
He wasn’t even allowed to finish this one?
Bad human!
Cen Miao pouted, feeling wronged, on the verge of tears.
In his original world, although resources weren’t abundant, as long as Caretaker Dad was around, he had never let him go hungry.
He was easy to care for, but he had a temper too!
Hmph!
Qin Zelin watched his eyes mist over with emotion, his heartstrings stirring.
Was he really moved by something so small?
Was he falling deeper for him?
Seeing Qin Zelin completely unwilling to negotiate, Cen Miao got angry, his eyes red, and got up to leave the dining room.
In the side bedroom on the third floor, Cen Miao grabbed a pillow as if it were Qin Zelin, punching it angrily.
He had to earn lots of money to buy food!
Even though Grandpa had given him a card, Grandpa was old, and earning money must be hard!
He couldn’t spend too much from Grandpa’s card.
Cen Miao pouted, angrily sat on the “Qin Zelin” pillow to vent, and opened a short video app on his phone that he hadn’t tried before.
An hour passed, and Cen Miao stared blankly at one video over and over.
*“Babies, after marriage, how to make your man willingly serve you and spend money on you. Just do as I say, and I guarantee your husband will be enchanted by you.
If you want him to go east, he won’t go west. If you want to go to Jay Chou’s concert, he definitely won’t buy you JJ.
First, when he works hard in bed, no matter what, praise him!
Sweetly call him husband! Say, wow! Husband, sigoyi!
So great! I like it so much!”*
Babies! Praise him like this! Give full emotional value! Really! Trust me! I’m waiting for your feedback!”
Cen Miao scratched his head and took a deep breath.
On an ordinary afternoon, he opened the door to a new world.
He had to call him husband.
He had to praise him when he worked hard, even though he didn’t know what “sigoyi” meant.
He had to say, “So great!”
Did this mean he could just gnaw as many ribs as he wanted?
In the study, Qin Zelin suddenly sneezed. Moments later, the door was knocked on again.
“Come in,” Qin Zelin said, and a furry head poked into the doorway.
“Husband?” Cen Miao called tentatively, voice soft.
“???”
Qin Zelin felt a twinge at his temple. His expression nearly faltered, and his voice was low and hoarse.
“What is it?”
“Can I eat the jerky I bought yesterday?”
Qin Zelin: “…….” He had eaten so much at lunch. Could he have digested it already?
“Mm, you can.”
Cen Miao: “!!!” Calling him husband… really worked!
That Older Sister was amazing!
“Then I also want big strawberries, oranges, blueberries, honeydew, cherries, can I?”
His eyes were full of expectation. After a pause, he added softly, “Husband.”
Qin Zelin: “…….” He was ordering like this?
“Mm.”
Cen Miao’s heart leapt. Surviving in the human world wasn’t that hard!
He just had to call him husband, without even praising him yet, and he could eat so much!
“Thank you, husband~” Cen Miao said happily and went downstairs.
The study was quiet again, but Qin Zelin’s mind wasn’t calm.
The little monster was indeed falling deeper for him…
So young, and just having lost the only relative who cared about him.
About that title, how could he explain it without hurting him, while making it clear that he only saw him as a contractual marriage partner and a little brother? Qin Zelin felt unusually troubled.
Around five in the afternoon, after finishing work, Qin Zelin took Cen Miao to the hospital. Old Lin was busy directing the staff to set up the studio.
Assistant Fang, having gotten no useful answers from Cen Miao, purchased everything according to the best brands.
At the private hospital, on the fifth floor, the alarm went off as soon as Qin Zelin’s car entered the gate.
“Grandpa,” Shao Siheng hurriedly approached as the patient room door opened.
“Mm? Just split it, take half and eat together.”
Shao Siheng: “Don’t eat yet, Grandpa! Zelin is here!”
“What? That little brat suddenly came? Why didn’t Old Lin inform me!” Qin Jianye hurriedly put down the lamb leg.
“Hurry, hurry, take the roast whole lamb away!”
Shao Siheng watched the two flustered nurses: “……”
“Even if it’s moved, the smell won’t go away!”
“I told you to hold back a bit these past few days. Zelin registered, he’ll definitely come here to report. And you insist on eating roast lamb!”
Qin Jianye: “I… know, Old Lin is watching him!”
“Anyway, he registered. Just tell him you were faking it. I cover for you every day. With his little mind, he might want to take revenge once he finds out.”
“Do you believe that little brat would bring the divorce papers to me tomorrow if he knew I was faking illness today?” Qin Jianye’s eyes widened.
Shao Siheng sighed and rubbed his brow. “Xiao Zhang, call the nurses on duty and bring Deputy Director Wang over.”
“Understood, Director Shao.”
A few minutes later, when Qin Zelin pushed open the patient room door, he saw seven or eight people on the rest area sofa. On the coffee table sat a whole roast lamb, already cut up.
Looking at his grandfather, Qin Zelin noticed a suspicious sheen of oil on his lips.
“…….”
“He’s here.” Shao Siheng said calmly.
“Mm.” Qin Zelin nodded.
As soon as he spoke, a head appeared behind him, eyes locked on the roast lamb.
“Mm? Cen Miao, right?” Qin Jianye’s face creased in a smile as he gestured. “When you were this big, I held you too. Ah, those big grape-like eyes, just as pretty as when you were little.”
Cen Miao turned his head: …? Grandpa who gave him the card!
“Yes! I’m Cen Miao! Hello, Grandpa!”
In a house full of ungrateful children and grandchildren, no one had ever called Grandpa with such a sweet tone. Qin Jianye’s heart melted instantly. He beckoned Cen Miao over and took off his wristwatch.
“Good child, Grandpa didn’t know you were coming today, didn’t prepare a gift. Take this watch and play with it for now.”
Grandpa was sick and couldn’t earn money, yet he still gave him a gift?
“Very, very expensive, right Grandpa? I can’t take it.” Cen Miao pushed the watch back.
Qin Jianye felt pangs of sympathy. Cen Family really was awful. Look at the child they raised—he wouldn’t even accept a watch.
“Not expensive! This model… hardly anyone buys it, so it’s discounted. Very cheap.”
Shao Siheng’s lips twitched: “…….” Hardly anyone buys it because it’s a global limited edition of just over ten pieces.
“Thank you, Grandpa.”
The hospital air-conditioning was on; the room was a bit warm. Qin Zelin removed his coat and looked at Cen Miao.
Seeing he had no intention of taking off his own clothes, Qin Zelin said, “Take off your coat.”
“Oh.”
Cen Miao took off his jacket and handed it over. Qin Zelin seemed to have predicted this and naturally took it without hesitation, only frowning slightly at the cotton jacket.
Shao Siheng and Qin Jianye exchanged glances, silently communicating.
Shao Siheng: Didn’t you say he would never marry, so you faked being sick with me?
Qin Jianye: Yeah…
Shao Siheng: Does this look like someone who’d never marry?
Qin Jianye: Doesn’t…
Shao Siheng: “…….”
At the bedside, Cen Miao looked at Qin Zelin hanging his coat on the rack, then glanced at the meat on the table. His big eyes blinked, lashes trembling.
And he let out an earth-shattering sentence.