After Dressing Up As a Little Fulang

Ever since An Yun had that thought during the day, he had been preoccupied with it all day long.

After much contemplation, An Yun still felt that if Zang Ya really wanted to do something to him, he would never agree.

If Zang Ya were a bit older, it might be different, but Zang Ya was still so young, and An Yun would never agree. After all, he was too young.

An Yun thought that if he rejected Zang Ya, Zang Ya might ignore him in anger, and the Old Madam Zang would definitely retaliate immediately. He feared that he would be in danger.

Thinking of this, An Yun suddenly had the idea of running away right then, but this thought was fleeting. He knew his current body was in a fragile state. Without the precious supplement and medicine in the mansion and the careful care of the servants, he feared he would die within two days after leaving.

An Yun felt that he was truly unfortunate. There seemed to be no more unlucky time traveller than him. He couldn’t even control his own life and death.

At that moment, Lu He rushed in and informed him that Zang Ya had returned.

An Yun was startled. He was not prepared to face Zang Ya but soon calmed down. He had been over 18 in his previous life and was already an adult. How could he be afraid of a child who was not even 13 years old and not yet a junior high school student?

An Yun encouraged himself and looked at the door, waiting for Zang Ya to come in.

In less than a moment, Zang Ya appeared in An Yun’s sight. He was 1.7 meters, almost 1.8 meters tall, wearing shorts, with his hair combed into a single ponytail. With a serious face, he looked particularly intimidating.

An Yun was also frightened. He looked up at Zang Ya and saw that he didn’t have much expression on his face. He didn’t understand why he felt a bit afraid of him. He always felt that Zang Ya could beat him to death with a few punches.

An Yun even began to mutter in his heart, wondering why it was said that the ancients didn’t have good nutrition and therefore didn’t grow tall. Why was this young master of the Zang family, who was less than thirteen years old, already so tall? It seemed really unfair.

Zang Ya had just come out of his grandmother’s room, and his mood at that time could not be called good or bad.

As soon as he showed up at his grandmother’s place, Old Madam Zang took Zang Ya to dinner.

After dinner, Old Madam Zang finally couldn’t help but talk to Zang Ya about An Yun. Her words hinted that An Yun was a vixen who didn’t follow the rules and couldn’t be easily believed to be a good person. It would be better to let her handle him.

Zang Ya didn’t refute his grandmother’s words and directly changed the topic to the Song family. Now that the topic of his grandmother’s concern was mentioned, she no longer insisted on discussing An Yun. Perhaps in her heart, she still felt that compared to the Song family, An Yun was an ant that could be crushed at will. How could he be more important than the Song family?

Since Zang Ya had already promised Old Madam Zang that as long as she stopped taking action against An Yun, he would definitely help the Song family. Since he had said it, he would naturally do it.

When Old Madam Zang asked him excitedly about the situation with the Song family, Zang Ya naturally recounted everything he had done in recent days and the secrets he had uncovered. He told her everything.

Knowing that the Song family was saved, Old Madam Zang was very happy, but after listening to Zang Ya’s progress, she felt that his speed was still a bit slow. It should be faster so that the Song family members could suffer less.

Zang Ya just listened without expressing any opinions and didn’t feel much about it. Especially when he thought about the way the Song family members had cried and been grateful after he started to help, he felt bored.

Finally, seeing that Old Madam Zang had finished her chatter, Zang Ya asked to leave.

As Zang Ya was leaving, Old Madam Zang still didn’t give up trying to persuade her stubborn grandson to give up protecting An Yun, the vixen, and hand him over to her for disposal.

Of course, Zang Ya did not agree and told her that after hearing he had helped, the Song family had sent some tonic medicine, which he also gave to An Yun.

At that moment, Old Madam Zang’s expression was very interesting, and she didn’t keep him any longer.

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Zang Ya had been living in An Yun’s yard these days, which was no different from living in his own yard. When he came back, he went straight to the main house.

Before entering the house, Zang Ya was still contemplating whether he should take An Yun out to play and hide from his grandmother after the Song family’s affairs were over if his grandmother had not given up the idea of killing An Yun.

Because he was so focused, Zang Ya didn’t see the people inside until he raised his eyes again and met An Yun’s gaze, which was still a little fearful.

This sight reminded Zang Ya of a cat that wanted to hide behind the curtain and peek at people through the window screen when it saw a stranger. If a person took another step forward, it would be scared away and then run off with its four paws in disarray.

Zang Ya paused, thinking about the people he met on weekdays, and chose the most hypocritical one among them. Imitating the expression of being a humble scholar, he saw An Yun in front of him seem to be relieved, and his expression relaxed.

An Yun looked at Zang Ya, who seemed to be smiling, and felt that the intimidation he had felt earlier was greatly reduced. Zang Ya didn’t seem so scary anymore. Although he didn’t understand why he felt a junior high school student was intimidating, maybe it was the pressure brought by Zang Ya himself?

An Yun calmed down and thought that he should be nicer to his saviour, so he adjusted his mood and smiled at Zang Ya. “You’re back. Have you eaten?”

Zang Ya walked over slowly, stretched out his hand, and pinched An Yun’s cheek. Looking at An Yun’s eyes, pinching one side with one hand, he replied softly, “I ate. You should eat more. You don’t feel good right now.”

As he said that, Zang Ya also bent down and patted An Yun’s buttocks, saying calmly, “It should be like this, elastic, so that it is easier to pinch.”

An Yun: “!!!”

An Yun was now sure that Zang Ya was a little perverted.