Ultraman King

With a cheeky grin, Fan Jian brought Luo Ye and Su Baizhou home.

Su Baizhou and Luo Ye made lunch that day.

Su Baizhou cooked, while Luo Ye chopped vegetables and helped out.

Luo Ye carried dish after delicious dish out of the kitchen.

Watching them, Fan Xinya and Fan Jian felt that life like this was truly wonderful.

After setting a dish on the table, Luo Ye said, "Auntie, Uncle, go ahead and eat if you're hungry. I'll go help Senior in the kitchen."

"Thanks for all your hard work, Xiao Ye."

The more Fan Xinya looked at him, the more she liked him. She was thoroughly pleased with the boy before her.

Once Luo Ye returned to the kitchen, Fan Xinya sighed fondly. "That boy's eyes are full of affection for our Rice Rice."

"I can tell."

Fan Jian suddenly fell quiet. In a low voice, he asked, "Sis, do you know about his family?"

Fan Xinya glanced at him and shook her head. "Since when has the Fan Family judged a daughter's marriage by family background? If he's wealthy, our Rice Rice is outstanding enough to be a perfect match for him. If he's poor, she would never look down on him."

"That's not what I meant, Sis."

Fan Jian whispered something in Fan Xinya's ear.

Her expression shifted slightly, surprise crossing her face.

Then came a deep sense of pity.

"So that's how it is..."

When Luo Ye came out of the kitchen again, Fan Xinya looked at him with even greater tenderness, as though he were her own son.

Just then, a phone rang.

Fan Xinya picked up her phone and frowned when she saw who was calling.

Fan Jian snatched it straight from her, answered, and snapped, "How do you have the nerve to call my sister?"

The voice of Su Baizhou's father, Su Changqing, came through the phone.

"Xinya, is Zhouzhou with you?"

"Rice Rice is my niece. What's it to you whether she's here or not?" Fan Jian was beside himself with fury.

Before Fan Jian could continue arguing, Su Baizhou came out wearing an apron. She took the phone from him and said firmly, "If you divorce my mother, I'm staying with her."

Then she hung up and returned to the kitchen, her expression calm.

Fan Jian and Fan Xinya sat frozen in their seats. They exchanged a glance, unsure what to say.

Before long, Luo Ye brought plate after plate of food to the table.

This was the result of his and Fairy Senior's joint efforts. Although he hadn't been much help, the lavish lunch still filled him with satisfaction.

After lunch, a neighbor needed to harvest corn and asked Fan Jian for help.

Warmhearted as he was, Fan Jian agreed without hesitation-and took Luo Ye along.

For Luo Ye, it was a remarkable experience that let him appreciate how hard farmers worked.

It was October. Although summer had drawn to a close and autumn had begun, the weather still hadn't cooled down.

The sun hung high overhead, and sweat streamed endlessly down Luo Ye's body.

He spent both days harvesting corn in the fields, and his down-to-earth nature won over the neighbors.

In the end, he earned two hundred yuan.

Compared to the tens of thousands he earned each month from his writing, these two hundred yuan in cash felt even more precious.

With two red banknotes tucked into his pocket, Luo Ye rode the little three-wheeler home with Fan Jian aboard.

Over the past few days, he had become thoroughly acquainted with everyone, even becoming the leader of the village children.

His skills in PUBG and Honor of Kings, in particular, instantly won over every elementary schooler for miles around.

To those children, the ranks of Invincible War God and Honor of Kings were the stuff of legend.

What was more, Luo Ye had spent money on his PUBG account.

His golden Maserati Car Skin made all the elementary schoolers green with envy.

But happy times always came to an end.

Their seven-day holiday had already reached its fifth day.

Su Baizhou and Luo Ye had to return to Jiangcheng.

At the village entrance, the two sat in Fan Jian's electric three-wheeler.

A crowd of children followed behind. One chubby little boy sobbed, "Ultraman King, I'll wait for you to come back."

Hearing this, Su Baizhou instinctively glanced at the young man beside her.

Luo Ye looked embarrassed.

"I, Ultraman Father, will wait for you too."

"And I, Tiga, will wait for you!"

The other children chimed in, their eyes seeming to shine.

One little girl shouted, "Big Brother Luo Ye, I'm going to marry you when I grow up!"

Su Baizhou's face darkened at those words.

Luo Ye shuddered. He felt as though a murderous aura had appeared beside him, leaving him squirming in his seat.

When he turned toward its source, he found Su Baizhou looking elsewhere with a blank expression, as though nothing had happened.

Fan Xinya smiled. "Rice Rice, it'll be getting cold soon. Buy yourself a few more clothes, and don't catch a cold."

"Okay. Mom, take care of yourself too."

Perhaps a parent's concern was always simple.

They could do little to help with their children's studies or work, so all they could do was remind them not to catch a cold and to eat properly.

"Mom, divorce him. I'll be on your side," Su Baizhou said earnestly.

"I know. Once I've rested at home for a while, I'll go back and talk to him about it."

After mother and daughter had chatted a little longer, Fan Jian sat at the front of the three-wheeler and looked back. "Sis, don't worry. They're both sensible kids. Xiao Ye will look after our Rice Rice."

At that, the elementary schoolers covered their mouths and gasped, looking at Luo Ye and Su Baizhou with mischievous grins.

Su Baizhou shot Fan Jian a fierce glare. He rubbed his head, gave a sheepish smile, and switched on the three-wheeler.

"Off we go!"

The three-wheeler was as over-the-top as ever. Despite being electric, it gave the impression of belching exhaust, leaving a cloud of kicked-up dust behind.

At the station, the two boarded the train back to Jiangcheng. Su Baizhou and Luo Ye seemed to revert to the way they had been at school.

They sat in their respective seats, neither saying a word.

Luo Ye glanced at Su Baizhou and tried to comfort her. "Senior, don't be sad. The bad has to go before the good can come."

"I'm not sad."

In fact, Su Baizhou truly wasn't sad.

As far as she was concerned, her mother should have divorced that man long ago.

So all she felt now was happiness for her mother.

"Then why do you look so stern, Senior?" Luo Ye asked curiously.

At that, Su Baizhou glanced at Luo Ye and said flatly, "Don't I always look like this...?"

It was just that she had acted like a sweet, obedient daughter in front of her mother these past few days. Now that she had suddenly returned to her usual self, Luo Ye wasn't quite used to it.

Senior's expression was icy. Luo Ye stared at her profile, lost in a daze...

At first, Su Baizhou could pretend not to notice. But as Luo Ye kept staring, she felt her heartbeat begin to go awry.

She turned to demand why Luo Ye was looking at her, only to freeze.

The moment she turned, her eyes met Luo Ye's.

Luo Ye had beautiful eyes, with a clear, pure quality to them.

They seemed untouched by the world's corruption. Looking into them, she could see what their owner was thinking.

That was how Luo Ye was. In front of Fairy Senior, he never hid himself at all.

Then Luo Ye said softly, "Senior, you don't have to try so hard when you're with me."