The Schoolgirl Secret Agent

Mu Lanhua pounced—she actually became physical and hit her grandson.

Everyone in town knew that Mu Lanhua loved her grandson, but none knew that she loved herself more. If she were to choose between her grandson and herself, she was definitely centering around herself.

Why was she pampering her grandson? She was only scared that no one would take care of her when she was senile. In Mu Lanhua’s olden perspective, granddaughters were mostly useless as they were like splashed water when they got married—lost to their husband’s families.

Hence, she poured her heart and soul on Wei Jin. The objective was obvious. When she was older and needed someone to attend to and take care of her needs, her grandson could play the part, both financially and physically.

It was unfortunate that Wei Jin did something unacceptable to Mu Lanhua just now. He scratched her face!

Mu Lanhua was either in her fifties or sixties but she was dressed in gaudy, garish clothes. It was pretty obvious that she cared about her appearance.

The deep scratch wounded Mu Lanhua. At the same time, it scraped off her last bit of patience. This was why she lost her composure and lunged at her grandson.

This was her face! The gash was so deep! Even when it healed in the future, it would leave a scar.

People were astounded as they watched Mu Lanhua, who was usually the most indulgent of her grandson, scolded and hit Wei Jin. Pinching and twisting where she could get her hands on. However much Mu Lanhua spoiled Wei Jin usually, however hard she was diving in now.

Wei Jin shook in fear, staring at his grandmother in petrification. For the first time, he felt like this aggressive violent old woman in front of him was not like his grandmother.

In the end, Mu Lanhua was pulled away when the crowd could not bear to watch it any longer.

Wei Jin shrunk into a ball, too scared and overwhelmed to say a word.

It was Wei Jin’s mother who rushed to the shop and took both of them away after catching news of the incident.

The commotion ended but it was apparent that the topic of Mu Lanhua pampering her grandson would take a shift from now on…

The shopkeeper who had been quietly holding Si Yi’s bank card finally found a slot to speak up, asking Si Yi, “This card…

“Hold on to the card. Verify it at the bank, deduct your charge, then send all the things in the shop to this address.”

Si Yi hooked the black pen with a cracked case beside the cash register with his long finger and pulled a piece of white paper from the table before scribbling down an address on it and passing it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was a little baffled. Holding the card, he frowned and told Si Yi, “Young man, aren’t you afraid that I’ll take all the money in this card when you told me the password?”

“Of course I believe you when I give it to you.” Si Yi smiled nonchalantly.

Feeling a gush of warmth from his trust, the shopkeeper laughed and kept the card and address, promising Si Yi, “I, Old Zhang, have been doing business for years and I haven’t been greedy for even a dime of others. Don’t you worry, I won’t take a cent extra from the money in this card and I’ll send the goods over to you!”

“Mm,” Si Yi hummed with a beam.

Yun Zhu was made to pick some snacks afterward and the boy chose a few bags of Lay’s chips. Once he went off to play, he would not be able to eat as much anyway. Moreover, Si Yi had bought the whole shop, Yun Zhu could have whatever he wanted after this.

After the purchase, the three of them went back to Zhang Meihua’s house.

On their way back, they noted that the door to Wei Jin’s house was shut tight. It went without saying that a fight must have broken out inside. Yun Jian did not take a second glance at it. Holding Yun Zhu’s hand, she moved forward smiling sweetly.