"Ah Ying, I've grown taller!"
Jiang Chongyan, like a child, ran out of the bathroom happily. "Look, I've grown three centimeters. Am I taller than before?"
Zhuo Ying's current body was close to 1.7 meters. Jiang Chongyan was previously 175 cm. Coupled with his petite and soft physique, he appeared younger. The two of them walking together looked more like siblings.
Of course, when Jiang Chongyan died three years ago, he was only 19. In terms of age, they were indeed like siblings.
Now that he had grown taller and his face was no longer so soft and cute, the two of them looked even more compatible.
"Mhm, you've grown taller. Congratulations, Yan Yan!"
Jiang Chongyan blushed at the overly affectionate nickname.
Clearly, his height had increased, but his mindset hadn't changed much. Coupled with the fact that the person who had harmed him had met a tragic end, his resentment had diminished considerably. He was no longer as gloomy and had become more radiant.
"As a celebration, let's go watch a movie!"
Zhuo Ying: "..."
Every time he suggested watching a movie, it actually meant he wanted to do something he didn't want Zhuo Ying to know. Zhuo Ying had the illusion that she was just a tool.
But the person in front of her acted so well-behaved and so soft that she couldn't refuse.
"Okay!"
Jiang Chongyan diligently went to the small kitchen to prepare snacks.
Popcorn, french fries, milk tea – these were movie theater staples. He always brought his own. The last time they went, the aunt selling snacks at the cinema entrance stared at his items for a long time.
Her resentment must have been deep.
"Host, I have some bad news for you now."
"Mhm?"
"But it requires Merit Points to exchange for it."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The system felt attacked, but it didn't care. It cheerfully deducted Merit Points and then said, "The male protagonist plans to capture Jiang Chongyan's parents' souls to feed the monster he's raising. He's already on his way."
Zhuo Ying: "... Next time you spout such nonsense, I'll crush you!"
The system felt that the rebate it had just received wasn't as sweet anymore.
"Ah Yan."
"Ah, what is it?"
He poked his head out from the kitchen, wearing a floral apron that was a bit comical but mostly radiated sunshine and cuteness.
Zhuo Ying suddenly changed her mind. "I'm going down to buy something. You finish up and book the movie tickets first. I'll be back soon."
"Oh, okay!"
He was making pearls at the time. After speaking, he quickly ran back to the kitchen.
Zhuo Ying took her phone and went downstairs. She hailed a taxi on the roadside. When the driver asked for the address, she remembered to ask the system.
"Then I'll go back and deduct..."
"Can you stop with the nonsense?"
The system quickly provided the address.
Zhuo Ying gave the address to the driver and leaned back against the seat, lost in thought.
That scoundrel had quite a strong vengeful streak.
He was the one who had indulged his subordinates in harming others first, and he was the one who had acted shamelessly. Yet, he didn't allow others to retaliate?
At her repeated urging, the driver soon arrived at the Jiang residence. They used to live in an undeveloped neighborhood on the outskirts. After Jiang father and mother died, the Jiang family sold the house.
It wasn't until both of them had escaped their hardships and received a stern lesson that the Jiang family bought the house back. The two of them lived here, waiting for Jiang Chongyan to come home.
As soon as Zhuo Ying got out of the car, she felt a familiar power fluctuation.
The system chuckled sinisterly, "Looks like your little darling isn't so well-behaved either. He's faster than you."
Zhuo Ying stopped the driver who was about to leave and got back into the car. "Master, take me back to where we just were."
The driver saw her get out, stand by the roadside for half a minute without talking to anyone or taking anything, and then want to go back. He found it truly bizarre.
"Little girl, why did you come and then leave? Don't play games with me!"
Zhuo Ying flashed a smile devoid of warmth. "No, Master. I just arrived and remembered I forgot my keys. Please take me back. I'll pay you first."
The driver then seemed to understand.
Zhuo Ying returned to their residence, casually bought some items from a small supermarket by the roadside, and then went upstairs.
Over an hour had passed with this round trip.
She took out her key to open the door, but the door opened before hers.
Jiang Chongyan was still wearing his floral apron, holding a cup of milk tea. "Ah Ying, you're back! What did you buy? Why did it take so long?"
Zhuo Ying: "..." This little drama queen.
She really wanted to hit him!
She placed the bag on the sofa and calmly said, "I lost track of time while browsing. Is the milk tea ready?"
"It's ready." He happily showed Zhuo Ying his creation and fed her a pearl. "Try it and see how it tastes."
"It's very delicious."
"I'm glad you like it." He smiled like a blooming flower. "Then you sit and rest first. I'll pack up, and we'll leave soon."
Zhuo Ying had already given up.
"Mhm."