Ah!
What to do, what to do!
Facing this beautiful boy before her, Zuo Yang suddenly felt reluctant to seek revenge for his earlier remark calling her “shorty.”
No, no!
Wake up!
Everything else can be compromised, but not this principle!
Or perhaps… she could find a middle ground?
Feng Lin had no idea what internal conflict was raging in the shorty’s mind, only that her intense stare was making him extremely uncomfortable.
It had been so long since he last wore new clothes.
Especially when the shorty blurted out those three words—”beautiful boy”—which immediately made the boy blush with embarrassment.
Seeing the boy’s shy reaction, Zuo Yang stepped forward with a laugh and ruffled his fluffy short hair: “Xiao Fenglin, from now on you’re not allowed to call me shorty. I’m older than you, so you should call me Miss Sister. I’m an only child—how about I adopt you as my little brother?”
“But you are a shorty,” the boy stated with conviction.
Even though she was older than him, she was so short. Despite his miserable life, he was still taller than her—wasn’t that proof she was a shorty?
The boy was stubborn by nature, and once he decided on something, it was hard to change his mind.
Zuo Yang: “!!”
Trembling, she pointed at the boy while looking at Mo Qingyan, her little mouth pouted so high it could hang an oil pot—she was utterly aggrieved!
She really shouldn’t have tried to compromise!
She should have just beaten him up!
Mo Qingyan chuckled helplessly, then turned a serious gaze toward Feng Lin: “How old are you this year?”
Facing Mo Qingyan, Feng Lin immediately became obedient: “Sir, I’m thirteen years old.”
Mo Qingyan nodded: “My child here is eighteen. Although she’s not as tall as you, you must call her either ‘sister’ or by her name. Nothing else is acceptable.”
His tone was normal, but Feng Lin could sense a chilling threat between the lines.
The boy couldn’t help but feel his hairs stand on end, covered in goosebumps.
This man was terrifying—more frightening than those devils in the Slums who would eat people alive.
He must never be provoked.
Anyone who crossed him would surely end up in hell!
“I understand, Sir.” Feng Lin turned back to the pouting girl and called out somewhat awkwardly in his characteristically clear, youthful voice, “Miss Sister.”
As soon as he spoke, he saw the girl—who had been puffing her cheeks in anger—instantly fill her eyes with laughter, her smiling eyes curved like crescent moons, radiant and bright.
“Yes!”
The girl responded to him with a crisp, cheerful voice.
Feng Lin pressed his lips together.
This shorty really doesn’t hold grudges.
Just then, the nurse attending the hospital room came out and said the elderly woman had woken up and was urgently asking for her grandson.
Hearing this, Feng Lin rushed into the hospital room.
“Yu Ning, arrange a full physical examination for the elderly lady, with special attention to her stomach,” Mo Qingyan instructed.
Yu Ning glanced at Zuo Yang, thinking this was probably another instance of the young lady’s foresight. Without asking any questions, he nodded in agreement: “Yes, President.”
After Yu Ning left, Zuo Yang also wheeled Mo Qingyan into the hospital room.
Inside the hospital room.
Feng Lin carefully explained everything that had happened to the elderly woman lying in the hospital bed.
“Grandma, this is Mr. Mo, and this is Sister Zuo Yang.”
Liu Hui looked at the two with gratitude, feeling somewhat flustered. She hurriedly tried to sit up but was stopped by Zuo Yang.
“Grandma, you’re still very weak. You need to lie down and rest properly.”
The girl’s voice was clear and sweet, like a spring of crystal-clear water.
Her tone was so well-behaved, truly both adorable and pleasant to hear.
It instantly eased the tension in Liu Hui’s heart.
“Thank you, Miss Zuo, thank you, Mr. Mo.” Liu Hui’s eyes brimmed with tears as her dry, rough hands tightly grasped her grandson’s hand. “You are our saviors. Even if I have to work like an ox or a horse in this lifetime, wherever you need this old woman, I wouldn’t hesitate to climb mountains of blades or descend into seas of fire!”
“Old auntie, it’s not that serious,” Zuo Yang said with a laugh. “All you need to do is stay healthy, live to a hundred, and keep our Xiao Fenglin good company. That’s more than enough!”
“Yes! Of course!” Liu Hui sobbed uncontrollably as she lovingly stroked the young man’s thin face.
After enduring countless seasons, escaping death’s grasp time and again, they had finally weathered the storm and welcomed their merciful deity…
Her poor, sensible grandson could finally live properly now…
The ancestors of the Feng family could rest in peace at last.
After composing herself, the old woman took Zuo Yang and Feng Lin’s hands and joined them together.
“Linlin, it’s your great fortune to be recognized as Yang Yang’s younger brother. From now on, Yang Yang is your own sister, your family. You’re a young man now – you must protect your sister well, understand?”
“Don’t worry, Grandma.” Feng Lin nodded with utmost seriousness. “I’ll protect Miss Sister just like I protect you. I will definitely do it.”
Zuo Yang giggled foolishly at this.
Making the young man’s ears turn slightly red again.
Seeing her grandson’s shyness, the old woman couldn’t help but chuckle happily.
Just then, the old woman suddenly clutched her stomach with a pained expression.
“Grandma, is your stomach bothering you again?”Feng Lin immediately began gently massaging his grandmother’s stomach, his movements skilled – clearly something he had done many times before.”
Zuo Yang and Mo Qingyan exchanged glances.
“It’s nothing, nothing. With Linlin massaging like this, Grandma feels perfectly fine.” Liu Hui smiled, though her increasingly pale lips suggested otherwise.
Just as Zuo Yang was about to say something, the young man spoke first: “Grandma has some stomach problems.”
All these years in the Slums, even a perfectly healthy person would be worn down beyond recognition.
Let alone an elderly grandmother.
“Xiao Fenglin, once Grandma feels a bit better, we’ll get her a thorough check-up. Don’t worry.” Having acknowledged their sibling relationship, Zuo Yang had also started calling her Grandma.
“Thank you, Miss Sister.” Feng Lin no longer stood on ceremony either. Perhaps even he hadn’t realized how dependent he had already become on this girl he had just met.
Two days later.
The examination results for grandmother and grandson came out simultaneously.
Liu Hui did indeed have some stomach issues, but fortunately, they were detected early. With medication and careful nurturing, she could gradually recover completely.
As for Feng Lin, despite all the hardships endured in the Slums, the young man’s body was surprisingly robust, with no major issues detected.
Apart from malnutrition.
“That’s easy to fix! From now on, I’ll be responsible for fattening you up, Miss Sister! Oh my, you’ll probably charm countless girls by then.” Zuo Yang giggled, cupping her cheeks in her hands.
She was genuinely happy because Grandma’s life-threatening situation had been resolved!
Feng Lin: “…”
What did she mean by that motherly tone?
Then, Zuo Yang generously shared her favorite milk with the young man: “Here, drink more milk to grow taller. I grew 2 centimeters from it!”
Looking at the milk in his hand, Feng Lin fell into deep thought.
Because he seemed to have realized something.
Previously, he thought the reason why the little runt chugged milk so frantically was genuinely to grow taller.
But it appeared that wasn’t the case?
Could it be that the little runt simply enjoyed drinking milk and just used growing taller as an excuse?
After all, while milk is good, drinking too much of it isn’t ideal either.
The key point was that Mr. Mo was extremely indulgent—even personally preparing all that milk for him.
Many times, Feng Lin wanted to speak up and advise against it. Perhaps his repeatedly stifled words finally caught Mo Qingyan’s attention.
In the end, Mo Qingyan simply told him: “As long as Zuo Yang likes it.”
Well, since even Qingyan said so, he really couldn’t say anything more.
It shouldn’t cause any major issues anyway. With so many renowned doctors around, plus himself present, they certainly wouldn’t let the little runt suffer any harm from the “milk.”
It’s just—seeing an adult with such a severe “milk addiction” was truly something you’d only witness once in a lifetime.