CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 32: NIGHTMARE

"Eat while it’s hot. Sleep after eating. I’ll head out first."

After saying this, Yin Shixiu stood up and walked out.

"Uncle..."

Su Xiaomeng quickly called out to him.

"Hmm?"

"Uh... Thank you. Hehe." Su Xiaomeng flashed a grin at him, raising the bowl in her hand.

Yin Shixiu left the room, closing the door. The corners of his thin lips curved slightly as he tossed the universal lockpick in his hand up in the air, catching it steadily on its descent.

Nineteen-year-old girls are the best, so simple-minded, believing everything they’re told.

Yin Shixiu, in good spirits, returned to his study.

Su Xiaomeng finished her porridge and lay down again, facing the balcony, her small hand slightly clenched...

Uncle Yin... What kind of person is he really?

Is it because of his long legs that he doesn’t seem dangerous?

Or, is he actually somewhat worried about me?

Thinking about it, she fell asleep again. In the middle of the night, Su Xiaomeng had a dream. In the dream, her belly grew bigger, first like one watermelon, then like two watermelons, and finally three watermelons!

She was scared to death. A person in a white coat, holding a long watermelon knife, smiled at her belly and said it would be fine if it was cut open and taken out.

Terrified, she turned and ran, but the footsteps of that person in the white coat followed closely behind her, no matter how she tried to shake them off. Soon, she was caught! Turning around, the person in the white coat removed the mask, revealing Yin Shixiu’s face, indifferent and sinister.

He said, "Want to give birth to my child? Go to hell and give birth there!"

"Who wants to give birth?!"

Su Xiaomeng woke up from the dream with a start, shouting.

"Xiao Meng, having a nightmare?"

Coming back to her senses, she saw Yin Meng in her line of sight, with Yin Shixiu just entering behind her.

"Meng Meng..."

"Xiao Meng, how are you feeling now? We should still go to the hospital; you’ve had a fever all night."

Su Xiaomeng did feel her head was heavy. Seeing Yin Shixiu walking over with a thermometer made her head even heavier, overlapping with the image of the person in the white coat from her dream!

"Ugh... No..." Su Xiaomeng covered her head with the quilt.

Yin Meng looked at Yin Shixiu with some helplessness, "Uncle, what do we do?"

"You go to the kitchen and bring the porridge here."

"Okay." Yin Meng left the room.

Yin Shixiu sat by the bed, lowered his head, and gently said through the quilt, "If you don’t behave and insist on acting like a child, I’ll have to tell Yin Meng about our situation first."

Under the quilt, Su Xiaomeng’s body stiffened. Their situation?

"I’ll count to three, one... two... three—"

"You bastard uncle—ugh!"

Su Xiaomeng never expected Yin Shixiu to be so close to her. As the quilt was lifted and her body sat up halfway, she accidentally bumped into his lips...

"W-why are you so close?!"

Su Xiaomeng covered her mouth, pointed at Yin Shixiu, and shouted!

"Su Xiaomeng, isn’t this you taking advantage of me?" Yin Shixiu didn’t answer her question, instead, he casually retorted, his thumb gently brushing his own thin lips.

Su Xiaomeng’s eyes widened in disbelief! What did he say? She took advantage of him? How thick-skinned is this old man?!!

Yin Meng came in holding the porridge, blinking her eyes, "Why is your face as red as a lobster?"

She handed the porridge to Su Xiaomeng and reached out to touch her forehead.

"N-nothing..."

Yin Meng looked at her, concerned, "We should still go to the hospital and stay for a couple of days. Your recurring fever is quite worrying."

"It’s fine, the doctor said it’s normal," Su Xiaomeng took a sip of porridge, then said, "Once we finish eating, shall we head back to school?"