"So disrespectful." Shen Mianmian rolled her eyes; this guy really thought he was her big brother, always intimidating her.
"Who are you calling disrespectful?" Lu Siyuan took offense; he had noticed that although Shen Mianmian wasn’t tall, she had a big personality and invariably treated him like a little kid.
She often placated him with an attitude that resembled an adult dealing with a younger relative.
To put it bluntly, it was like a mother coaxing her son.
Yes, that’s exactly how it felt.
The realization that Shen Mianmian treated him like a son made him feel awful.
When she saw that he was taking it seriously, Shen Mianmian blinked innocently, "Hey! I was just making a casual remark, why are you taking it so seriously?"
She didn’t forget to change the subject, "What time is it already? Let’s hurry up and set off! We’ll be late and all the good spots will be taken by others."
"Shen Mianmian, let’s get things clear first," Lu Siyuan glared at her, "Who did you say lacks respect? Are you treating me like your son every day?"
Although it sounded ridiculous, Shen Mianmian was indeed treating him like a son.
If Shen Mianmian dared to admit it, he’d kick her out with a single foot.
Usually, he didn’t seem to care much about these things, so why did he suddenly catch on?
Shen Mianmian felt somewhat guilty, but she quickly found a way to cope, shamelessly turning the tables and staring back at Lu Siyuan with even wider eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who’s treating you like a son? I myself am still a child, how can I have a son that’s bigger than me?"
"Then why do you always look at me with that kind of expression?" Lu Siyuan didn’t believe her.
Shen Mianmian sure knew how to charm, he’d seen it many times; this girl had a different face for different people, switching so quickly that sometimes he didn’t know which one was her true self.
"What kind of look did I give?"
Shen Mianmian was dead set on not admitting it, stubborn as a mule.
This guy usually seemed carefree, but she didn’t expect him to notice such fine details; she realized she’d have to be less obvious in the future.
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Lu Siyuan mimicked the expression Shen Mianmian had given him before.
Had she really done that before?
No wonder he noticed; it did seem a bit too obvious.
"Cough, cough..." Shen Mianmian cleared her throat, offering a strained explanation, "Actually, that look I gave you just now wasn’t meant to convey that; you really misunderstood."
Lu Siyuan, with a stern face, waited for her to continue explaining.
"Siyuan, Mianmian, why haven’t you left yet?" Hearing the voice, Grandpa Lu, leaning on a walking stick, came out from the courtyard.
Shen Mianmian’s eyes lit up as if seeing a savior and quickly urged Lu Siyuan, "Let’s get going."
In front of Grandpa, he naturally couldn’t keep questioning Shen Mianmian; in front of Grandpa, he had to maintain the image of a well-behaved grandson.
"Grandpa, go back in and rest; we’re leaving now."
After greeting Grandpa, Lu Siyuan drove the ox cart into the city.
The winter mornings were particularly cold, and even wearing an army coat, the chill cut right through, leaving one freezing; Lu Siyuan wore a cotton jacket, which wasn’t as bulky as an army coat but was also warm.
Around his neck was a scarf, one that his Grandma had knitted for Grandpa back in the day.