CHAPTER 351: CHAPTER 352: NATURAL BABY VOICE?

Shi Mei, despite the sudden alertness in her heart, still maintained an innocent look on her face and blinked, "Okay."

"Shi Lingyan."

"Dear Lord~" Shi Mei’s voice was soft, carrying a sweet smile. When she uttered these two words, her face was brimming with a satisfied and playful grin.

The voice was too soft, tinged with a bit of childlike innocence.

Shi Lingyan frowned slightly, then promptly said, "Repeat after me, call me, Shi Lingyan."

Shi Mei, seeing his serious expression, adopted a somber seriousness on her tender, clean little face, "Repeat after me, call me, Shi Lingyan!"

Even though her voice took on a serious tone, it still sounded as though it had a sugar cube in it.

Shi Lingyan furrowed his brow, "Mr. Shi, you will be happy."

Shi Mei giggled, "Who calls themselves ’mister’?"

Tang Jingming was nearly charmed to death by her cuteness, unable to suppress a chuckle, "You should repeat it."

"Oh," Shi Mei puffed her cheeks, "Mr. Shi, you will be happy!"

"Speak properly."

"Speak properly!" Shi Mei earnestly repeated.

Shi Lingyan pondered for a moment, then said, "Sound more serious."

Shi Mei’s expression grew even more solemn, her eyebrows furrowed, and she said aloud with a stern face, "Sound more serious!"

But that babyish voice didn’t change at all.

Shi Lingyan: "..."

Was she born with this kind of voice?

A very delicate baby voice, it sounded just like a child.

Speaking of which, Shi Mei asked, "Can I get a reward for playing this game?"

Tang Jingming’s heart nearly melted, he rubbed Shi Mei’s head, saying, "Of course, of course."

"Then can Dear Lord give Shi Mei a kiss as a reward too?" Shi Mei’s eyes held expectation, gazing brightly at Shi Lingyan.

That little appearance was like a child craving attention, waiting for an adult’s comfort and encouragement.

Shi Lingyan, seeing Shi Mei like this, felt a bit ridiculous.

It was just a bizarre dream after all, where the Shi Mei in his dream was the same one he’d seen once long ago, still normal.

And the voice in the dream was one he often wanted to hear again, now realized within that false dream, becoming one.

Could it be his subconscious actually wished Tang Wu to be Shi Mei?

Shi Lingyan, a bit disappointed, didn’t forget to respond to Shi Mei, "Let’s go out to play first."

"No," Shi Mei pouted, beginning to count on her fingers, "You haven’t visited home for such a long time, Grandma said she would take Shi Mei to the holiday resort for the New Year, and now it is already the second day of the twelfth lunar month, you know. We will be going on the twenty-eighth, so there are only twenty-six days left. By then, Dear Lord must take me to the amusement park at the resort!"

"Alright, alright," Tang Jingming responded for Shi Lingyan, "I will definitely go, can you go out first?"

"Whine, whine, I want to stay with Dear Lord!"

"Dear Lord is not feeling well, shall I call Ye Bao to keep you company?"

"Okay~"

...

After Shi Mei had been coaxed away by Tang Jingming, Shi Lingyan’s ears finally got some peace.

But within a few minutes, Grandpa Shi and Grandma Shi rushed over, and Shi Lingyan had no choice but to endure the elders’ nagging while being forced to drink a large bowl of blood-nourishing and strength-restoring soup.

When Yun Du arrived, he could only watch from the sidelines, helpless.

Seeing the treatment Shi Lingyan received, Yun Du’s facial muscles twitched.

He finally understood why Shi Lingyan had been so reluctant to tell them about his injury last time.

This wasn’t being cared for as a patient; he was being treated as an invalid!