Making a Fool of Yourself

Ling Yun was speechless. Honestly, he hadn't done anything at all.

Did this guy have delusions? He extended his right hand to rest it on the other's forehead, channeling a strand of divine power into him to calm his emotions.

Yet to Xu Le, this action looked precisely like silencing a witness. I can't fight back, where did my internal energy go?

Good grief!

What was going on?

He was going to die. He recalled running in the setting sun that afternoon—that was his lost youth! In the end, he actually closed his eyes in despair.

What was going on now? His body felt warm, his heart no longer raced, and he felt much calmer. Xu Le opened his eyes. He wasn't dead, and right before him was still the cup of tea Ling Yun had handed over.

"Bro, don't tense up. I'm just an ordinary person. Drink up, or when are those weak legs of yours going to recover?" Ling Yun's patience was completely worn thin, and he desperately wanted to knock the guy out and throw him outside.

You're an ordinary person? That's a line you wouldn't even use to fool a puppy. No, wait, I'm not a puppy. Xu Le suffered a mental collapse, having outsmarted himself.

"Creepy uncle, do you have kidney deficiency?" Hearing about weak legs, Little one popped out with those words.

"Uncle Xu Le, are you sick? You need to go to the hospital, you know." Beibei also provided an assist.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Xu Le's face turned completely red, thoroughly riled up by these two little imps. He snatched the tea away with one hand and gulped it down.

He felt a wonderful taste. Strength was surging through his body, and his mental power was growing. Just what kind of tea was this?

If this cup were put up for auction, it would probably be worth hundreds of millions. So it wasn't poisonous at all; it was a blessing! Xu Le felt a bubbling joy in his heart.

Damn it!

He had really made a fool of himself this time. It was all just scaring himself—how could a figure like this ever deign to bicker with him?

Recalling his performance just moments ago, Xu Le instantly broke out in a cold sweat. It was a good thing he hadn't pissed his pants; otherwise, he wouldn't have any face left to show his face in public.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Gao Yunjie was also stealthily devouring watermelon, wolfing it down in huge bites. Keeping his back to Gao Feifei and the others, he kept looking back from time to time, acting just like a petty thief.

"Don't tell me you're thirsty again?" Gao Feifei wore a look of utter disappointment, fit to be tied.

"Right, right. Sis, how did you know?" Realizing he had been spotted, Gao Yunjie stopped sneaking around. He was just eating watermelon, after all—it wasn't like he was committing a crime, so what was there to fear?

"Feifei, you can't entirely blame your brother either. I'm eating this watermelon too, and it's almost gone." Lin Yueyan looked at the few remaining pieces of watermelon left on the table. Huh? Two more are missing? Weren't there only me and Feifei's brother eating them? Who else is this good at eating?

Ah! How could she see the watermelon on the table? Her little niece and that little Beibei were each holding a piece of watermelon, happily gnawing away while eating roasted meat.

This is terrible!

The watermelon was definitely gone now. These were standard little foodies! She had been planning to digest her food a little and then claim the rest of the watermelon, but...

"It's all your fault, Feifei's brother. If you're going to eat, how could you let yourself get caught?" Lin Yueyan shouted at Gao Yunjie with a look of utter exasperation.

"I didn't want to either, I was just too engrossed in gnawing, heh heh."

Gao Yunjie thought Lin Yueyan was talking about getting caught by his sister.

They were coming to grab two more pieces! There was no way around it—Lin Yueyan felt like crying without tears.

"Little niece, leave a few pieces for your aunt!"

"Hmph hmph, no way. The watermelon was right on the table and you didn't even tell me. You're bullying me for not being tall enough!"

Little one pouted in anger. The watermelon had been there from the very beginning, yet her grandaunt had secretly eaten it without giving her any. If she hadn't caught that handsome older brother sneaking a piece, she wouldn't even have known.

"Song Song, don't eat that, the watermelon isn't good." Panicking, Lin Yueyan saw that the watermelon was about to vanish.

"Who cares if it's good or not, I'm dying of thirst!" Grabbing a piece of watermelon, Song Song bit straight into it. Mm! This watermelon is amazing! Throwing all pretense of being a lady to the wind, she devoured it in three or four huge bites.

Beibei nibbled on her watermelon. Perhaps finding it exceptionally delicious, she savored it slowly, taking a second piece from Qianqian's hands to hand to her mother.

"Beibei, where did you get the watermelon?" Qin Lan couldn't remain calm the moment she laid eyes on the fruit. Those fruits left people with an endlessly lingering aftertaste.

Beibei pointed toward the tabletop, where only a single piece remained. A wave of frustration washed over Qin Lan—why hadn't she paid attention just a moment ago? That last piece was gone too, as Qianqian snatched up the very final slice right before their despairing eyes.