Entertainment to the death, make a tokusatsu film that will crush the entire internet.

What does he want to see?!

Beast!

What is this blond guy going to do to Zhou Lin?!

Yang Qian clenched his fists.

His first instinct was to rush forward and deliver "Uncle's righteous punishment".

But reason brought him to a halt.

No! There are too many people here!

In case a conflict breaks out in public, attracting onlookers and photographers.

The matter has blown up, and regardless of the truth, it will definitely have a significant impact on Zhou Lin's reputation and mood.

It's also difficult to explain to Zhou Jianguo.

We need to outsmart them. At least we need to figure out where they're going and find a less crowded place first.

The two entered a shopping mall.

Yang Qian followed them in.

Zhou Lin, accompanied by Huang Mao, headed straight for a men's clothing store.

Yang Qian found a secluded corner outside the store and pretended to look at her phone, but her eyes were constantly fixed on the inside.

Zhou Lin is choosing a suit.

She picked up a dark gray suit jacket and held it up against the blond-haired man.

"What do you think of this style?"

The blond-haired man curled his lip and said critically.

"The style is a bit outdated, not cool or trendy enough."

Is this... buying a suit to meet the parents?!

Alarm bells rang in Yang Qian's mind.

The picture I'm imagining is becoming more and more complete.

A naive rich girl is bewitched by a young, unsavory man, and not only does she date him, but she also wants to take him home to meet her parents.

They even paid out of their own pockets to buy the blond-haired guy presentable clothes so he could pretend to be an elite...

Old Zhou knew he was probably going to have a heart attack!

He could almost picture how frustrated Zhou Jianguo would look on his usually cheerful face when he found out about this.

"This one is fine, I think it suits you well."

Zhou Lin didn't seem to care much about Huang Mao's pickiness.

She quickly picked out a navy blue fitted suit and urged the blond-haired man, "Try it on."

Zhou Lin circled around the blond-haired man twice and nodded in satisfaction.

"Sister, please get me a brand new one to put this one in."

She said to the sales assistant.

The sales assistant had a big smile on her face.

"Okay, little sister."

The sales assistant has a sweet smile and a sharp eye.

She had already noticed that Zhou Lin's outfit was quite expensive.

That seemingly simple little dress is probably worth a month's salary for her.

As for the blond-haired guy trying on clothes next to him...

It's so common to see rich girls shopping with their younger boyfriends or young men in this place; it's nothing unusual.

Just as Zhou Lin took out her phone to scan the code to pay.

A voice sounded from behind her.

"Xiaolin, what are you buying?"

Zhou Lin was stunned for a moment.

That sound...

So familiar.

She turned around.

Yang Qian stood behind her, a faint smile on her face.

"What, out shopping with your boyfriend today?"

Yang Qian's tone was very relaxed.

The saying goes, "You can't hit someone who's smiling."

He gave the other person plenty of face.

Zhou Lin's face flushed red.

"No...no..."

Zhou Lin's face flushed instantly, and she instinctively lowered her head, her fingers twisting together.

He looked embarrassed and flustered, as if he had been caught red-handed.

A blush of embarrassment rose on her face, as if she had been caught red-handed.

really!

Yang Qian thought to himself, "This reaction basically confirms it!"

Old Zhou, you really have to thank me properly this time!

He was planning to further question the blond-haired man about his background in order to demonstrate his authority as an elder.

Who knew—

"Teacher Hikaru!!!!"

A familiar loud voice.

Yang Qian was startled by the sudden shout and turned around in surprise.

The blond-haired boy was looking at him with an excited expression.

His eyes were sparkling, and there was no trace of his previous nonchalant attitude.

And this face...

"vigorously????"

Yang Qian looked completely bewildered.

This blond guy is none other than...

It was Zhou Dali, the rich second-generation heir from the orphanage.

"Where did your black hair go? Why did you dye it blonde again?"

Yang Qian asked instinctively.

Zhou Dali scratched his head sheepishly.

"I kept my black hair for a while, but my buddies all said they weren't used to it and felt that blond hair suited my style better... so I dyed it back."

Yang Qian: "..."

Fine.

wrong!

The point isn't this blond guy!

But -

The relationship between Zhou Dali and Zhou Lin.

Yang Qian's gaze swept back and forth between the two.

"The two of you?"

he asks.

Zhou Dali was stunned for a moment.

Then, he belatedly realized what was happening.

"oh!"

He slapped his forehead.

"Xiaolin is my cousin, and I am her cousin."

"My dad and her dad are brothers."

Yang Qian: "..."

Cousins?

In other words.

Is Zhou Dali's father Zhou Jianguo's brother?

No wonder they both have the surname Zhou.

Yang Qian took a deep breath.

He recalled the scenes he had just imagined—

Zhou Jianguo's anger when he saw Huang Mao.

Zhou Lin was scorned by her family.

Huang Mao's leg was broken by the Zhou family.

All.

It's all just my imagination.

"So... what you were saying earlier, going home to watch something good?"

Yang Qian still asked for confirmation with some unease.

"You mean this?"

Zhou Dali immediately perked up and started gesturing wildly.

"Oh, Xiaolin has so many autographed items of yours at home! They're all super rare, the kind you can't buy anywhere else!"

"I've been drooling over things like the signed first edition art book of 'Kuuga' and the signed commemorative poster for the premiere of 'Ultraman Tiga' for so long!"

"She promised to take me to her family's art collection room after I finish shopping for clothes today! Hehehe!"

Yang Qian: "..."

He remembered that "hehehe" laughter again.

"And this suit?"

Yang Qian looked at the bag in Zhou Dali's hand.

Zhou Dali opened his mouth to answer, "This is for..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Lin suddenly made a lightning-fast move.

"Man!"

A precise elbow strike landed on Zhou Dali's ribs, interrupting his words.

"Keep this a secret!!!!"

"Ouch—! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

Zhou Dali winced in pain and quickly shut his mouth.

Yang Qian watched this scene unfold.

silent.

Fine.

At least nothing unexpected happened.

He sighed.

"You guys keep shopping, I'm leaving now."

He turned to leave.

"Teacher A-Guang!"

Zhou Lin called out to him.

Yang Qian turned around.

Zhou Lin's face was still flushed.

"Um... about what just happened..."

She stammered.

Yang Qian waved her hand.

"fine."

He said.

"It's normal for girls to date."

Zhou Lin's face turned even redder.

"No! He's not my boyfriend!"

"I know, he's your cousin."

Yang Qian smiled.

"Then I'll be leaving first."

He turned and left.

As I walked out of the mall.

The sunlight shone directly on his face.

He squinted.

I recalled what had just happened.

I suddenly felt like laughing.

He himself was the founder of the Land of Light.

Just now, I actually followed them all the way like a worried old father.

They even imagined a dramatic family drama.

The results of it?

They are cousins.

He shook his head.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"Yang Qian, oh Yang Qian."

He was talking to himself.

"You really have never been in a relationship in your life."

far away.

In the shopping mall.

Zhou Dali rubbed his ribs, which were sore from being punched, looking aggrieved.

"Xiaolin, why did you hit me?"

Zhou Lin rolled her eyes at him.

"Who gave you the right to talk nonsense?"

"What did I say?"

"It's a secret, you can't tell me!"

Zhou Dali felt even more aggrieved.

"But Mr. Guang asked about suits..."

"You still can't say that!"

Zhou Lin's face was still flushed.

That suit was bought for Teacher A-Guang.

As a token of my gratitude.

Because Teacher A-Guang helped their family a lot.

But if I were to say it out loud, Teacher A-Guang would definitely not want it.

So she asked Zhou Dali to keep it a secret.

As a result, this guy almost let it slip.

"Let's go."

Zhou Lin picked up the shopping bag.

"go home."

Zhou Dali followed behind.

"What about the signature? Is it still legible?"

"able."

Zhou Lin didn't turn her head back.

"But if you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to watch anything anymore."

Zhou Dali quickly covered his mouth.

Nod vigorously.