Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 74 National Treasures Reign Supreme (9)

Completely unable to enjoy the boating or Ferris wheel experience, Shen Yun wished she could perform a dramatic chest-breaking stunt or stepping on light bulbs to express her dissatisfaction.

But she couldn't; all she could do was keep a straight face and hope that someone would notice.

Unfortunately, he wasn't born with the right looks, so no matter how he tried to be angry, it always looked like he was just being coquettish.

Of course, she didn't think it was her fault, but rather that Si Yiyang was just clueless.

Not long after, she used the excuse of going to the bathroom to sober up.

Then she was knocked unconscious by a blow to the head.

It means exactly what it sounds like; before her consciousness faded, she could still feel a small bump gradually forming on her forehead.

He gritted his teeth, thinking, "I hope she doesn't find a chance to retaliate."

"The vibrant colors of spring have faded, leaving only broken wells and crumbling walls. What a waste of such a beautiful day! Whose courtyard now enjoys such delightful pleasures..."

She frowned, sensing the commotion, and waved her hand in annoyance. The noise didn't disappear; instead, it grew more urgent, like hundreds of ducks arguing at once.

Unable to contain his anger, he opened his eyes and moved slightly.

Can't move?
She glanced at the scene, stiffening her body. She was bound tightly, the kind of bound hand and foot. Even if she had seventy-two transformations, she probably wouldn't be able to escape.

"The little girl is awake?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw an elderly man wearing a short-sleeved cheongsam. Although his hair was white, he looked very energetic and bore a resemblance to Si Yiyang. If she wasn't mistaken, this should be Si Yiyang's grandfather.

His face was very serious, and his eyes were fixed on her.

The surrounding furnishings suggested it was a study. From where she was sitting, she could see a photo on the desk, presumably of Si Yiyang as a child, chubby and looking like a New Year's picture doll.

He doesn't resemble the cold-faced, burly man we know and love at all.

But that wasn't the point. What puzzled her was the two burly men behind the old man, who were holding guns. Did she look like a thug?

That's fine, but it's obvious she was forced to come; she's the victim.

Thinking of this, Shen Yun unconsciously forced a smile.

"Don't be afraid, young lady. I've asked you to come here because I have some questions to ask you." The old man seemed to sense her unease, so he tried his best to smile. Perhaps he didn't smile often or was used to being serious, because this smile was not kind and friendly, but rather made people feel creepy.

Looking at the ropes binding her, Shen Yun felt that his words "don't be afraid" might be the opposite of reality. And what did he mean by "please come over"? Was the bump on her head a joke? Or was he inviting her over to play whack-a-mole?

"I... could you let me go first? I need to go to the bathroom." He was faking it before, but now he really needed to go.

The old man glared angrily, and Shen Yun trembled all over. Could it be that they wouldn't even let him use the toilet?

He turned to the two people behind him and said, "You two, what are you doing? Hurry up and let the girl go."

Shen Yun: Hehe.

She clearly recognized one of the men as the one who had hit her. She gave him a deep look, thinking, "A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. One day, I'll give him two bumps on the head."

After using the restroom, Shen Yun returned to her original spot, but this time, she wasn't tied up with a rope. Seeing that she showed no sign of worry, the old man couldn't help but ask curiously, "Young lady, everyone else is terrified of me, why aren't you afraid of me?"

What's there to be afraid of? They all have two eyes and one nose, they can't possibly have three heads and six arms, can they? She thought to herself, but her words were quite honest. She raised her face and smiled innocently, "Why should I be afraid? I feel close to Grandpa when I see him, as if we've known each other for a long time."

2345: [So, even you, host, have moments of flattery.]

Shen Yun: "Can I say that I've seen more people who look fierce than you've eaten food?"

2345: Um... I have to say, the host is quite good at talking.

He narrowed his eyes deeply, then laughed heartily twice. "With this personality, no wonder Yi Yang likes him?"

He likes her... my ass! He just thinks she's lively and cute, so he wants to ruthlessly destroy her to satisfy his lust. He's incredibly perverted and shameless.

"Yiyang, what you're saying is..." Her face showed confusion, as if she didn't understand.

“The man you’re living with now calls me Grandpa, so you should call me Grandpa too.” The old man’s expression was somewhat indignant.

She was terrified. Was he really not going to shoot her with that clenched-teeth look on his face?

“Yi Yang has been introverted since childhood, but he has his own opinions. Once he makes a decision, no one can change it, so I didn’t stop him from leaving the Si family.”

"However, he's getting old now, and it's time for him to get married. If you don't mind, we can have the wedding next year." The old man looked her up and down, half disgusted and half helpless.

Wait a minute, say it again: who gets married, who holds the wedding, and what do you mean by "I don't mind"? How did you get to the point of holding a wedding? Where did you get the idea that I don't mind?
"I mind."

"Hmm?" He frowned, exuding an air of authority.

With a slightly more tactful remark, Shen Yun told herself that a real man can be flexible and know when to back down. "I mean, my relationship with Si Yiyang is not what you think. We are just ordinary friends."

"Bullshit!" Despite his age, his voice was full of energy.

A man behind him coughed twice, "Sir."

Upon hearing this, the old man calmed down for a moment, then took out a stack of photos from the side. "Is this how people usually get along? Although I'm old and my eyesight is failing, I'm not so bad that I can't even see this clearly."

The photos scattered on the desk clearly depicted her daily life with Si Yiyang, including some rather unusual ones.

Some of the photos show them at the zoo.

I didn't feel anything at the time, but looking at it now, it's true.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the old man became smug. He hummed a tune, turned off the radio next to him, and stood up with great satisfaction. "Alright, alright, you don't need to explain anymore. I know you young people always have your own little thoughts. As for the wedding date? I'll take the liberty of setting it for you this once."

Before he could even speak, Shen Yun suddenly realized how terrifying genetics really are. Needless to say, his personality must be inherited from his ancestors.

"As for you, you'll stay at the Si family's house for the next few days, keep this old man company, and give that brat some peace and quiet." With that, he turned and left, casually asking as he stepped out the door, "By the way, I still don't know how old you are, little girl."

Out of caution, Shen Yun shamelessly replied, "I'm exactly fifteen this year."

It passed.

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