Lu Yulin looked at the smile on Mu Shinian’s face, instantly understanding it was a trap. Mu Shinian was like a cunning little fox, just waiting for him to fall into it.
After all, whether it was academics, reaction skills, or even in his proudest subject—mathematics—Mu Shinian was always better than him. The only thing he might surpass her in was probably just looks.
Of course, that was only what he thought himself, plus... those who were threatened and bribed into admitting he was better-looking than Mu Shinian.
Another thing was, he was good at basketball—a skill Mu Shinian couldn’t beat.
However, Mu Shinian simply didn’t like playing basketball; otherwise, she could easily trounce him in minutes.
Subconsciously nodding, Lu Yulin looked at Mu Shinian somewhat disdainfully and said, "My second uncle is Lu Jingchen, isn’t that something everyone knows?"
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As he put it, his second uncle’s charm was irresistible; no amount of modesty could hide it.
Who asked for his second uncle to be his idol?
The only regret was that his second uncle, who was almost thirty, hadn’t married yet?
Lu Yulin’s father was the son of Lu Jingchen’s eldest uncle, making them cousins, with Lu Yulin being Lu Jingchen’s nephew.
Compared to Lu Jingchen, Lu Yulin’s father was a more successful celebrity. Unlike the immense family wealth of the Lu Family, he had no interest and was instead passionate about art. He frequently traveled all over the world with his wife, leaving young Lu Yulin in the care of Elder Lu.
Lu Yulin’s admiration for his second uncle way surpassed the feelings he had for his own father. Mentioning his father often did not bring a disdainful expression on Lu Yulin’s face, which was considered a good scenario.
Mu Shinian smiled and said, "So you should call me cousin-aunt. Speaking of which, what should you call me..."
Lu Yulin’s expression changed, and a dreadful thought crossed his mind.
As expected, Mu Shinian stood up, turned to him with great joy, and said, "Lu Yulin, you should call me uncle..."
Lu Yulin was unconvinced and clenched his fist threateningly at Mu Shinian, "I’m a few months older than you. You should call me brother; I will not call you uncle."
"My cousin married your second uncle. Shouldn’t you call me uncle?" Mu Shinian replied smilingly, then turned to her grandfather and said, "Grandfather, don’t you think?"
Elder Mu knew his grandson was just joking. He just smiled and said nothing, neither shaking nor nodding his head.
He knew this was just the way these two kids interacted, liking to bicker over anything and everything.
Even though Song Qiao had married this boy’s second uncle, Shinian wouldn’t let him call him uncle.
Otherwise, the generational hierarchy would be a mess, considering both kids were around the same age.
Lu Yulin snorted, arrogance in his voice as he said, "See, even grandfather does not agree with you. Wanting me to call you uncle? There’s no window, let alone a door for that to happen."
Right as Song Qiao came out, she heard this and asked curiously, "What uncle? What are you guys talking about?"