Chapter 26: Little Aunt 026

Chapter 26

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Song Anan: "..."

At this moment, she couldn't think of any adjective other than "speechless" to describe her feelings.

Even without looking in a mirror, she could guess what she looked like with her face covered in flour.

So many people were watching her embarrass herself on the livestream.

How humiliating.

Especially with Song Linchuan laughing so recklessly and arrogantly!

It just made her angrier the more she thought about it.

Song Anan glanced at the flour basin Song Linchuan was holding and suddenly felt the urge to do something mischievous.

She took a deep breath, puffing out her cheeks like a pufferfish.

Whoosh~

The flour in the basin was flung up again, but this time it was aimed at Song Linchuan's face.

The annoying laughter stopped abruptly the next second.

Finally, some peace and quiet.

But when Song Anan saw what Song Linchuan looked like, she kind of understood why he was laughing so loudly earlier.

The corners of her mouth slowly curved up and she tried hard to hold back her laughter several times, but ultimately failed.

The crisp, silvery sound of the young aunt's laughter echoed throughout the small courtyard.

【I'm laughing to death, it turns out laughter doesn't disappear but gets transferred huh】

【Young auntie: Come on, let's hurt each other】

【I guessed right, I had a feeling the young auntie definitely wouldn't let Song Linchuan off. She retaliated so quickly!】

【As expected, still the young auntie who takes immediate revenge on the spot for any grudge】

【Let's be fair here, Song Linchuan was really asking for it. I know he didn't do it on purpose, but he laughed way too loudly afterwards】

【As his fan, I'll give an objective assessment - my brother totally deserved this】

【Feels like the young auntie is still very merciful. Not getting beaten up is already Song Linchuan getting off easy】

【Ahahaha, aren't these aunt and nephew so funny? I still can't help laughing watching them】

...

This was the “disaster scene” Pei Kuang walked in on after coming out of the kitchen.

Song Anan's face was covered in flour, with a layer of white powder dusted over her bangs as well.

Song Linchuan was even worse off, with flour going into his mouth while laughing loudly. He looked especially silly.

Pei Kuang really tried to hold in his laughter, but ultimately failed.

His laughter successfully caught Song Anan and Song Linchuan's attention, and they turned to look at him simultaneously.

Seeing him laughing so hard he was bending over and clutching the door frame.

The aunt and nephew's first reaction was the same - find him annoying!

Song Anan turned to Song Linchuan, and the two exchanged a look. It seemed they had reached some agreement.

【Uh...is it just me or did that look Song Anan and Song Linchuan exchanged seem meaningful?】

【Holy crap! Are these aunt and nephew planning to go after Pei Kuang?】

【Young auntie: He's laughing too loudly.】

【Nephew: Let's pull him down then.】

【Oh no, Pei Kuang stop giggling there like an idiot, danger, run!】

The livestream audience's eyes were sharp, successfully seeing through Song Anan and Song Linchuan's scheme.

Of course they shouldn't be the only ones embarrassed!

Song Linchuan reacted faster, immediately rushing towards Pei Kuang with the flour basin in hand as fast as lightning.

Pei Kuang wasn't stupid either, realizing their intention instantly and turning to escape.

But it was too close, so he was still a beat too slow.

Left with no choice, Pei Kuang abandoned his escape plan and turned to wrestle Song Linchuan instead.

He made the first move, grabbing Song Linchuan's hands and forcibly pushing the hand holding the flour basin as far away as possible.

Not giving him any chance to act.

Two similarly built men struggled to gain the upper hand against each other. They were locked in a stalemate.

Just then, when Song Linchuan was distracted, Pei Kuang seized the opportunity to snatch away his flour basin.

Then he grabbed a handful of flour and flung it at Song Linchuan's face.

"Pei Kuang you bastard," Song Linchuan said angrily, his eyes completely caked with flour. "You actually dared to sneak attack me!"

Pei Kuang laughed unscrupulously. "All's fair in war."

"Plus, you struck first."

Song Linchuan quickly recovered and moved to snatch back the basin. But Pei Kuang obviously wouldn't let him have his way, and the two wrestled again without either gaining advantage.

Song Linchuan turned to Song Anan for help: "Young auntie, take the basin and dump it all over this guy's head."

Song Anan blinked, looking between Song Linchuan and Pei Kuang, somewhat hesitant.

Her original intention was to pull Pei Kuang down so they would all be embarrassed together and no one could laugh at anyone else.

That goal was already achieved, so if she helped Song Linchuan against him now, it would feel a bit unfair.

Also, it was her who had flung flour at Pei Kuang earlier, but when he had the chance to retaliate, he didn't make a move against her.

Looking at it this way, it would be unjustified for her to attack him now.

Seeing Song Anan's hesitation, Pei Kuang immediately moved to recruit her to his side.

"Think about who made you lose face just now, and was laughing so loudly. Don't you want revenge?"

Song Anan was taken aback.

Revenge?

Didn't she already get it?

Pei Kuang smiled. "Yes, cute."

He meant this sincerely, with no pretense whatsoever.

Yet for some reason, Song Linchuan's tone suddenly shifted. "You were wondering before, how could my young auntie have such a huge amount of money when she was so little, right?"

"That was the inheritance my grandparents left for my young auntie."

Pei Kuang was startled. Inheritance?

That can't be...

Song Linchuan looked at Pei Kuang's expression and guessed what he was thinking.

He was right. His grandparents, also Song Anan's dad and mom, were no longer in this world.

When Song Linchuan was little, his grandparents liked peace and quiet, so Song Anan had always lived with her parents in their hometown.

At that time, Song Linchuan's dad was at a high point in his career, so their family lived in City S.

Their hometown wasn't far from City S either, just a two to three hour drive. They visited each other frequently and saw each other often.

About nine years ago, when Song Anan was eight years old, her grandparents and Song Anan were driving to City S to visit them. On the way, they got into a car accident. To avoid an oncoming big truck, Song Linchuan's grandfather drove into a roadside barrier.

Because that stretch of road was a bit remote, by the time the ambulance and police arrived, his grandparents had passed away. Only Song Anan survived.

When Song Linchuan rushed over with his parents, they saw Song Anan just sitting there motionless, silently crying tears. She was like a rag doll that had lost its soul.

"Actually, ever since I was little, I was unhappy to have such a young aunt. I always felt like she was just a little sister, yet I had to call her 'auntie', which was kind of embarrassing."

On top of that, Song Anan had always acted like a little adult, insisting that she was the elder and should take care of him.

At that time, Song Linchuan was just a little brat, and naturally found it unacceptable. After all, he was seven years older than her. Why should he listen to her?

That's why he was always trying to provoke Song Anan, and felt very happy when he made her cry.

It seemed to be his way of proving, see, you little crybaby aren't the elder.

"But after my grandparents passed away and my aunt came to live with us, my parents talked to me all night. After that, I stopped provoking her and just went along with her wanting to be the elder and letting her boss me around..."

Pei Kuang lowered his eyes, feeling heavy-hearted.

He really hadn't imagined that Song Anan had such a heartbreaking past.

For an eight year old girl to watch her beloved parents die before her eyes, it was too cruel.

Could this be the original motivation for her wanting to study medicine?

The topic was a bit heavy. Song Linchuan had just spoken out of feeling in the moment. When he came back to his senses, he changed the subject.

"Let me tell you a secret about my aunt," he said casually. "She's afraid of ghosts, but loves watching horror movies."

Pei Kuang was surprised and couldn't help but laugh.

Afraid of ghosts yet loves watching horror films?

She was really a coward who loved thrills.

Song Linchuan: "When we were little, she would often ask me to watch with her, but she also felt embarrassed for me to know she was afraid of ghosts. So she always pretended not to be scared. I never exposed her, and always acted really frightened myself. It wasn't until she grew up that she realized."

Pei Kuang couldn't help laughing.

She really was a cute little auntie, always acting proper even as a child.

Talking about Song Anan's "black history", the two chatted until very late.

It wasn't until they were about to go back to their rooms that Song Linchuan suddenly remembered what Jiang Han had told him midway through their conversation.

"Oh right, I have to leave early tomorrow morning around 4am. Can you let my aunt know tomorrow morning?"

The second season of "Dear Family" had finished filming today. They were originally going to go straight back to City B, but a promotional event had been moved up at the last minute. So he could only head over early.

Pei Kuang: "Don't worry, I'll definitely get her home safely."

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The next morning at 7am, Song Anan woke up right on time.

Their flight was at 11am, so they had plenty of time.

When Song Anan woke up early in the morning, she was in a great mood thinking about going home.

But looking at the rooms inside and outside, she somehow felt a hint of reluctance to leave.

Realizing her own contradicting feelings, Song Anan shook her head helplessly then went out to the yard, running into Pei Kuang.

"Good morning."

Pei Kuang smiled. "Morning."

Song Anan stretched lazily and looked around the yard, not seeing Song Linchuan anywhere.

"Linchuan's not up yet?" she asked.

"He had a last minute promotional event and left around 4am. He told me to let you know," Pei Kuang explained.

Song Anan let out an "oh", knowing that Song had left for work. She didn't think much of it.

"He asked me to accompany you back to City B today," Pei Kuang added.

At that, Song Anan felt a bit helpless. She wasn't a child, she could go back herself just fine.

"No need, I can go back myself. You don't have to go out of your way to send me."

Hadn't he said yesterday he needed to go to City S to meet a director or something?

Pei Kuang smiled and shook his head, insisting he had promised Song Linchuan and had to keep his word.

"It's no trouble. I'm meeting them tomorrow. I'll have time to see you home and still catch my evening flight from City B."

Seeing his insistence, Song Anan didn't say anything more.

She casually asked, "Did he say what work it was?"

Pei Kuang replied, "A guest for an extreme variety show's aerial filming. He said he owed the producer a favor."

Extreme variety show?!

Song Anan's face suddenly turned pale, as if thinking of something. She had a bad feeling.

She asked in a trembling voice, "Wh-what's it called?"

Pei Kuang frowned. "I think it was called Challenge Yourself. What's wrong?"

Challenge Yourself!

Going in circles, Song Linchuan ended up participating in that show after all.

Song Anan's vision suddenly went black, and she staggered a few steps, nearly falling over. Luckily Pei Kuang quickly reached out to steady her.

A few seconds later, she grabbed Pei Kuang's hand tightly, voice shaking badly, "Hurry...take me to find him..."