83 You-You-You-You-You-You— 1 (1/2)
”Do you want some water?”
”It's fine, thank you.”
”What about yogurt?”
”Thank you, but it's alri—”
”What about milk?”
”Thank you—”
”Some fruits?”
”Thank—”
”Which one do you want to eat? I'll wash it for you…”
This time around, other than shaking her head, Shi Yao couldn't even get a word in.
She felt like she was sitting on a bed of needles.
Taking this into sight, Grandpa Lin discreetly shot a gleeful look at Auntie Sun, as if boasting about the tremendous success of his scheme.
On the other hand, after saying everything that he could squeeze out of his mind in the spur of a moment, Lin Jiage found himself momentarily stumped.
Hell, this was even more exhausting than doing a hundred Advanced Math problems...
And in this short moment that Lin Jiage was down, Shi Yao, who had never forgotten about the primary purpose behind her visit, took this opportunity to turn her gaze to Grandpa Lin and asked gently, ”Grandpa Lin, are you feeling any better now? Is there still any discomfort anywhere?”
From a very young age, Lin Jiage had always been able to shrug everything off nonchalantly, no matter what kind of trouble he had landed himself in. But in this moment, as he heard the words Shi Yao had spoken, cold sweat swiftly began raining down his back.
Why did Soft Bun just have to be as obstinate as Big White Chubby... He had already gone all out to change the topic, so why was she adamantly pulling it back to square one?
On the other hand, heartened by Shi Yao's concern, Grandpa Lin replied with a smile, ”With Yaoyao's concern, there is no illness too much for me to persevere through.”
A relieved smile emerged on Shi Yao's lips and she continued speaking.
Watching Shi Yao's moving lips, the alarmed Lin Jiage immediately attempted to interrupt her, but it was already too late.