Cousin

At noon, Ling Yun and his daughter finally returned to the villa.

"Grandma, Grandma, I bought you a gift!" The little one ran straight to the living room the moment she got out of the car.

"Is this my niece? How adorable, come here, let Cousin Auntie give you a hug," a white shadow called out and ran over.

"Yueyan, she's still little, don't scare my granddaughter," scolded Lin Qiuyan.

"Got it, Auntie," Lin Yueyan muttered and curled her lip dismissively, then pinched Qianqian's little cheek.

"Grandma, who is this auntie? And stop pinching my cheeks, we're not that close." As she spoke, she tilted her little head in a manner that was exceptionally cute.

"This is your father's cousin, your cousin auntie," Lin Qiuyan squatted down and patted Qianqian's head.

"Oh, did Cousin Auntie bring a gift for Qianqian?"

"Ah, I was a bit rushed when I came, and I didn't know I had a little niece, so I didn't bring one. I'll make it up to you next time," Lin Yueyan said, scratching her head with some embarrassment.

"Mm, alright, then you must remember, otherwise Qianqian won't talk to you anymore," she turned her head and pouted.

Lin Qiuyan covered her mouth and chuckled softly nearby; this little granddaughter truly was a treasure.

"Mom, who's here?" Ling Yun's voice arrived before he even walked in.

"Oh, it's your third uncle's daughter, Yueyan. Remember her?"

"Oh. That little chubby girl, I remember." At this point, Ling Yun carried a large pile of things into the living room, and upon seeing his cousin, he realized a girl really does change drastically over eighteen years. Her previous chubby figure was gone, and she was now a standard beauty.

"Hmph, stinky cousin, you still dare call me fat! Auntie, look at him, he's bullying me," she said, acting spoiled toward Lin Qiuyan.

"Alright, how old are you both? You start bickering the moment you meet," Lin Qiuyan said speechlessly.

"Tell me, Mom, why is Yueyan here?"

In Ling Yun's memory, although his maternal grandfather strictly forbade the family from associating with his mother, several of his uncles had secretly checked on him behind the scenes and sometimes even offered money, which his stubborn mother refused. His third uncle, in particular, had been especially good to him.

Lin Qiuyan explained truthfully, "Oh, it's like this. Your cousin is a student at the high school where I teach. She just graduated, and she even got accepted into Jiangbei University! School starts in a little over ten days, and when she heard I was here last night, she came over to play."

"Oh, so the reason Mom didn't go out today was to wait for her. Mom, why didn't you just say so? We could have all gone to pick her up together."

"Wasn't I afraid you wouldn't have time? Besides, staying home gave me a chance to grade student assignments."

"Grandma, I bought you a gift! This is the money Qianqian earned by acting cute."

With that, the little one took a pillow from Ling Yun's hands and handed it to Lin Qiuyan with a proud expression, seemingly waiting to be praised.

Lin Qiuyan smiled and said, "Oh, my little granddaughter knows how to show filial piety to Grandma. Come on, tell Grandma, how did you earn money by acting cute?"

Curious as well, Lin Yueyan perked up her ears to listen from the side.

Afterward, the little one recounted the story of singing for money today.

At that moment, Ling Yun headed into the kitchen to cook.

Zhou Hongqi, an internet celebrity, had accumulated over one hundred thousand followers by writing emotional quotes and short essays online year-round. While out shopping today, she accidentally heard the songs Ling Yun was singing and naturally recorded them.

Still on the road, she clipped out the segment of Ling Yun's performance and posted it directly to Weibo with the title: "#Jiangbei City features a Wandering God of Songs. Here is the link to the God of Songs' performance..."

As a major internet influencer, Zhou Hongqi naturally had a following of fans, many of whom frequently kept tabs on her. When they saw Zhou Hongqi upload a new Weibo post, quite a few people immediately clicked on it.

Some even clicked straight into the comments without bothering to watch.

"Haha, I'm first! But surprisingly, this time it's not quotes, but a video?"

"Which God of Songs went to Jiangbei? Could it be the God of Songs Zhang?"

"Whatever, this old man will watch it first out of respect!"

"Sounds good, sounds good, song title please!"

"Repost."

"I can't take it, you're making me think of my first love."

" Wow, my male god! He's handsome and sings so well," said a fangirl.

Soon, the likes, comments, and even reposts of this Weibo post began to skyrocket frantically, and its trending status gradually climbed into the top twenty of the Weibo hot search list.

Moreover, seemingly driven by a bandwagon effect, the number of reposts grew larger and larger.

After listening to Qianqian recount the story of singing for money, Lin Qiuyan took it in stride, but Lin Yueyan was stunned. Since when did her cousin become so multi-talented? He earned over nine thousand just by singing two songs.

She had previously wondered why her cousin lived in such a luxury villa, and why her aunt—whom she hadn't seen in a while—had grown so much younger she was almost unrecognizable, with skin so fair it made even a youthful beauty like herself jealous. Thinking about it now, it was nothing; her stinky cousin must have bought very expensive skincare products. The main point was, what kind of song had he sung?

harboring questions, she opened Weibo on her phone, and row after row of information about the Wandering God of Songs filled her vision, complete with an attached video.

"Look, look! It's Cousin, and my niece too! Auntie, look!" Lin Yueyan excitedly held up the video to show them.

Although the video was only a short clip, it was still easy to hear that the song sounded exceptionally wonderful.

"Cousin Auntie, is Qianqian amazing?"

Lin Yueyan looked at Qianqian in the video. "Aww, Qianqian is too cute!" She then gave her a loud mwah kiss on the cheek.

Lunch was ready, and its aroma drifted out from the kitchen.

"Auntie, I'm not talking to you anymore," the little one said, her eyes fixed toward the kitchen.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yueyan was completely baffled.

Yet the little one didn't answer her. She simply walked over to the staircase entrance and called out, "Little Tiger, time to eat!"

With a swish-swish sound, a tiny puppy came bounding down at top speed.

"Huhu!"

"Huhu!"

Lin Yueyan adored pets, and upon seeing such a tiny, adorable, and dazed little puppy, she fell completely in love with it, scooping it into her arms and refusing to let go.

Ling Yun walked out of the kitchen carrying dishes. "Alright, Qianqian, Mom, Cousin, Little Tiger, hurry over and eat."

"Wow, wow, stinky cousin, you made all this? Unbelievable, it looks so delicious!"

"Cousin Auntie, hurry up and eat, otherwise Little Tiger will finish everything later," Xiaoqianqian reminded her.

Lin Yueyan dismissed the thought. How much could an underage puppy possibly eat? Yet the very next moment, her face was figuratively slapped.

What on earth was all this? It tasted far too delicious! This was the first time in her eighteen years that she had ever eaten a meal this incredible, and Lin Yueyan's mouth didn't stop chewing.

Ah, how blissful! How wonderful it would be if I could eat such delicious food every single day, Lin Yueyan thought honestly.