Chapter 6: Little Aunt.06

Chapter 6

After the interview was over, the program team didn't arrange any other tasks and let them arrange their time freely.

The aunt and nephew discussed it and didn't stay at home. Instead, they went out directly.

It was just around lunch time, so the two went to a private kitchen restaurant that Song Linchuan had recommended.

"The food here is pretty good. I've been here once before with friends and thought that I must bring you here sometime because I feel like you'll definitely enjoy it," Song Linchuan said.

Song Anan nodded.

Since she was little, her tastes had been very similar to Song Linchuan's. Since he said it was delicious, it definitely wouldn't go wrong.

Song Linchuan ordered the dishes, but he ordered all of Song Anan's favorites.

Sure enough, after the first bite, Song Anan's eyes lit up.

Song Linchuan laughed, "How is it? Not bad, right?" Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

Song Anan nodded heavily, "Very delicious!"

【Hmm... Is it really that delicious? The dishes look pretty ordinary to me. Isn't she overacting a bit?】

【Hehe, Song Anan is clearly trying to establish an image as a foodie. She's preparing for her future in the entertainment industry.】

【Geez, what's there to pretend about? The girl just happens to like the food. Does everything have to be a conspiracy theory? 】

【I know right, watching a variety show and acting like it's a spy movie, doubting everything. Hilarious. Aren't they tired?】

The livestream room was noisy, but it didn't affect Song Anan at all. She ate with great satisfaction.

In her previous life, due to health issues, her diet had been strictly controlled and there were many foods she couldn't eat. But in this life, she was very lucky to have a healthy body that allowed her to freely eat all kinds of delicious foods.

So, those familiar with Song Anan all knew that she had been a little foodie since she was young.

But she did have one habit when eating - she liked to first stuff the food in her cheeks and puff them out before slowly chewing and swallowing little by little, with her little mouth moving up and down, looking especially cute.

【Ahhh, watching little auntie eat is so therapeutic and relaxing. I feel like I could just quietly watch her for a whole day.】

【I know, right, she's like a little hamster with her puffed out cheeks. Too cute!】

【Little auntie looks so delicious when she eats, it weirdly makes me crave food. That's it, I'm ordering takeout.】

【Wahhh, little auntie is so adorable! What if I want to kidnap her?】

【Want to kidnap her +1! Little auntie, what color sack do you like?】

【Song Linchuan: Kidnap my little auntie? Heh, you'll have to get through me first.】

In contrast to Song Anan happily eating, Song Linchuan stopped halfway through his meal.

After putting down his chopsticks, Song Linchuan just silently watched Song Anan eat, his eyes full of smiles.

His little auntie was still so cute when she ate.

【Oh my god, the way my brother looks, he's literally worthless!】

【Wow, as a Song fan I can't believe I get to see my idol looking so gentle. I feel like I'm living long enough to see a miracle!】

【I think I understand now. Song Linchuan clearly pampers his little auntie like a little sister.】

【Tsk tsk! The title "Princess Anan" really lives up to its name.】

Song Anan noticed Song Linchuan's gaze. She raised her head to look at him and asked puzzledly: "Why did you stop eating? Does it not suit your taste?"

Song Linchuan shook his head and replied, "I need to control my weight a bit for an upcoming role."

Song Anan uttered an "oh" and didn't try to persuade him to keep eating.

Looking at the table full of dishes, since Song Linchuan couldn't eat them, she could only try harder to eat more herself. It would be too wasteful not to finish them.

But she didn't expect that in the end, she would eat most of the dishes on the table.

Song Anan's face suddenly turned red, feeling a little embarrassed. "I think I might have eaten too much."

Song Linchuan immediately replied, "Not at all, this is just your normal appetite."

【Hahaha, this isn't too much? How did Song Linchuan say that with a straight face? Does he even believe himself?】

【Wahhh, little auntie is still growing. Eat up, eat up, not too much at all.】

【Not actively showing off your food is a problem in ideology. Don't feel embarrassed, little auntie.】

【Hahaha, a little girl is still a little girl. She's shy already. Too cute!】

After the two finished eating, Song Linchuan called the server over to pay the bill.

Seeing this, Song Anan quickly reached out to stop him, "Let me get the bill."

Song Linchuan naturally didn't want that. "No need, little auntie. I'll get it. I have money now."

But Song Anan shook her head and persisted, "No, I still haven't completed the task sister-in-law gave me this month."

Originally thinking it was just a simple case of a naughty child's temper, but suddenly the little boy shouted, "You're not my mom, let me go. I want to find my mom!"

The onlookers who were just watching the excitement subconsciously surrounded the woman and child.

But possibly because the specific situation was still unclear, no one dared to step forward rashly either.

The woman's expression changed drastically, obvious panic in her eyes. She subconsciously tried to cover the little boy's mouth.

But when her hand was halfway there, the woman suddenly stopped. She slapped her thigh and started crying loudly,

"How many times do I have to say it? That woman is your stepmother. She's just deceiving you by being nice to you. Now that she's about to give birth to her own child, your dad doesn't want you anymore. If you don't come with me, who will you go with?"

Only then did the crowd suddenly understand what was going on. So that was it! They had misunderstood and thought it was a human trafficker.

Some even started whispering, saying things like with a stepmother comes a stepdad, the child is better off with his birth mother or he might suffer, and so on.

At first, Song Anan didn't take it too seriously either. But when she saw the face of the little boy on the ground clearly, her expression suddenly changed.

"Excuse me, please let me through." She pushed through the crowd and walked quickly toward the woman and child.

Song Anan grabbed the woman, "You're not his mother. Let him go."

The woman was clearly flustered. "What are you doing? Grabbing a child in broad daylight? Are you kidding? I'm not his mother, so are you?"

Then she pointed at Song Anan and shouted at the crowd, "Whose child is this? The parents should come control her. My child is just throwing a tantrum. What is she interfering for? She's seen too many movies at such a young age and thinks she's a hero?"

But Song Anan wasn't nervous at all. She looked straight at the woman and said, "In that case, let's not go anywhere until the police come to handle this."

When she said this, Song Anan kept staring at the woman. Her thoughts grew even firmer.

She had seen this little boy earlier at the mall. At that time, he was with a man and a woman who he called dad and mom.

Most importantly, the woman was not pregnant at all, completely inconsistent with the stepmother about to give birth that she described.

Even if she was wrong, as that woman claimed, and it was just a domestic dispute, Song An'an didn't regret what she had done.

Better safe than sorry - she knew that if this woman really was a human trafficker, it would ruin a family.

Thinking of this, Song An'an involuntarily tightened her grip on the woman's hand.

The woman hadn't expected Song An'an to be so stubborn, and her expression was clearly impatient.

Just then, Song Linchuan also hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and came to Song An'an's side.

"Linchuan, call the police," Song An'an said.

Song Linchuan naturally believed Song An'an, so without any hesitation, he took out his phone to call the police.

Seeing that Song Linchuan was really going to call the police, the woman panicked. With a sudden jerk, she flung Song An'an away.

Song An'an almost fell over, but Song Linchuan caught her just in time.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Song Linchuan asked anxiously.

Seeing the woman trying to run away, Song An'an hurriedly said, "Linchuan, hurry and stop her, go!"

Song Linchuan walked over quickly and grabbed the woman's arm to prevent her from leaving.

Although most of the onlookers were just watching, two middle-aged women did step forward to loosely block the woman's path.

The woman was truly panicking now. She suddenly shouted, "What are you all waiting for? Come help me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, two brawny men over six feet tall emerged menacingly from the crowd - clearly the woman's accomplices.

No one knew if these two men were armed, so of course no one dared to step forward rashly.

Even the two middle-aged women who had blocked the woman's path instinctively retreated several steps.

Song An'an looked at Song Linchuan, who was still struggling with the woman, then back at the two approaching men.

Without any hesitation, she walked forward several steps to stand in their way.

Seeing trouble brewing, the staff pushed through the crowd to get over there.

Even the cameraman put down his camera, preparing to help.

But because they had been on the outer edge of the crowd, they were too far away to be of immediate assistance.

As Song An'an was about to confront the two fierce-looking men, everyone couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for her.

But before anyone could react, Song An'an suddenly made her move. She quickly approached one of the men, executed a perfect shoulder throw, and twisted his arm behind his back. There was a pop as the arm dislocated.

Everyone froze for a moment, taking time to comprehend that Song An'an had just disabled the man's arm.

After neutralizing one opponent, Song An'an didn't let her guard down. She took advantage of the other man's shock to preemptively attack again.

The previous scene repeated itself. In one smooth sequence, Song An'an shoulder-threw the man and dislocated his arm.

In just a few seconds, the two originally intimidating men were lying on the ground, cradling their arms and howling in pain.

The staff halted in their tracks, staring at Song An'an in utter disbelief.

The cameraman was also stunned for a few seconds before silently hoisting up his camera again...seems like he wouldn't be needed after all.