After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me - Chapter 733

Chapter 733: Pretending to be Sick
She had just dreamed that something bad had happened to her Sharp Tongue Daddy. Many people around him were shooting at him. Blood, everywhere.

Thinking of this, her entire body trembled, and her little face was full of panic.

She had calculated earlier, and it was just an ordinary fortune, not a truly auspicious one. This meant there was still danger.

Life changes in an instant, and even a small shift could affect the future. Her Sharp Tongue Daddy might not be as safe as the fortune she read when they left.

Besides, he’d been gone for many days now, and it was normal for things to change.

Zhouzhou stared at Zheng Yu with an unprecedentedly blank expression.

Zheng Yu, feeling her gaze, inexplicably became a bit uneasy. It was scarier than when his boss stared at him.

He glanced at the unmoving screen, unsure of what to say.

Just as the atmosphere was growing heavier, a familiar voice finally came through, “Tell Zhouzhou I’m fine.”

Hearing the voice, Zheng Yu heaved a sigh of relief, “Boss, you’re finally responding!”

Zhouzhou’s eyes moved, regaining some life. She hurriedly ran to his side, anxiously watching him.

The little girl was full of unease, looking pitiful.

Zheng Yu placed the headset over her chubby little ears.

“Now you can talk directly with the boss.”

Hearing this, Zhouzhou nodded and anxiously asked, “Dad, are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Ye Lingfeng was sitting in the helicopter, holding a pair of tweezers in one hand, steadily pulling out the bullet.

His forehead was covered in beads of sweat, yet he made no sound.

He said he was fine, but Zhouzhou felt something was off.

“You’re lying to me, dad. I did a fortune reading, and you’re definitely in trouble. Did something dangerous happen to you? Do you need me to come rescue you?”

“There was some danger,” Ye Lingfeng chuckled, “but it’s over now.”

Zhouzhou didn’t believe him, “Can you video call right now? I want to see you.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingfeng glanced at his still-bleeding arm and said, “It’s not convenient right now. Trust me, I’m really fine.”

Now Zhouzhou believed him even less. Her voice grew panicked, even on the verge of tears, “Dad, you’re lying! Are you hurt?”

The faint sound of sobbing reached him, and Ye Lingfeng felt his heart tighten painfully.

“I did get hurt a bit,” he admitted, “but it’s not serious.”

As expected, Zhouzhou burst into tears.

“You’re lying again! If it were just a small injury, you would’ve told me. You’re always so dramatic when you’re hurt, trying to get sympathy.”

“If you’re not telling me now, it must be serious.”

Zhouzhou’s voice came through the headset.

Wan Leng and Lu Ye both glanced over, their expressions carrying some hidden meaning.

Oh, so he’s that kind of person.

Gets a little hurt and immediately seeks sympathy from his daughter?

Tsk tsk, the infamous and terrifying war god is actually a big baby in front of his daughter?

Hah, what an eye-opener.

Ye Lingfeng was speechless, never expecting Zhouzhou to be this perceptive.

He felt a mix of joy and heartache.

Although he wanted Zhouzhou’s sympathy, he didn’t want his little girl to be too upset.

So, he said lazily, “Just hurt my shoulder a bit. It’s not a bad wound, but I might not be able to carry you for a while. If you lose a little weight, I might manage.”

Zhouzhou: … Why is dad’s mouth always so annoying, no matter the situation?

She puffed out her cheeks and protested, “I’m not that fat.”

Saying this, she looked down at her chubby belly and pinched it.

Well, maybe just a little.

Zhouzhou sighed heavily, looking up at the sky with melancholy.

She never thought that her weight would become an obstacle in bonding with her dad.

Hearing her sigh, Ye Lingfeng couldn’t help but chuckle softly, “Don’t worry, I’ll be home soon.”

Zhouzhou’s eyes lit up, “Okay, I’ll wait for you, dad!”

“Mhm.”

Not wanting to disturb his rest, Zhouzhou said a few more words before hanging up, reminding him to take care of himself.

Then, she returned the phone to Zheng Yu and ran outside.

Seeing the lavish breakfast spread on the table, she closed her eyes.

Not delicious.

If she couldn’t eat it, she would say it was not good at all.

She could endure this.

She often went hungry in the mountains, so missing one meal was no big deal.

She could do it.

Zhouzhou kept mentally preparing herself.

When Grandma Qin came downstairs, she saw this scene:

Little Zhouzhou was sitting cross-legged on the couch, her expression serious, staring intently at the food on the table but not rushing toward it.

She was muttering under her breath, looking like she was performing some kind of ritual over the meal.

Although Zhouzhou was indeed a little Taoist, she had never been this strange before.

Grandma Qin’s eyelids twitched, her heart skipping a beat. She hurried over and cautiously asked, “Zhouzhou, why aren’t you eating?”

Zhouzhou answered seriously, “I need to lose weight.”

Oh, she’s not on a hunger strike; she’s just dieting.

Grandma Qin breathed a huge sigh of relief, finally relaxing.

But she was still a bit puzzled, “Why does a little kid like you need to lose weight?”

Exactly. Kids are supposed to be chubby and cute.

Zhouzhou sighed heavily, her current expression making her look far older than her years.

If not for her little face, one would think she was at least sixty.

“It’s because of dad.” Zhouzhou held her chubby face and pinched it, “Sharp Tongue Daddy’s hurt now, so he can’t carry me. I have to lose weight.”

Upon hearing this, Grandma Qin was startled again, “Hurt? How did Little Ye get hurt?”

She couldn’t reveal anything about the Fourth Bureau.

After thinking for a moment, Zhouzhou said, “Sharp Tongue Daddy got into a fight.”

That jogged Grandma Qin’s memory.

Ye Lingfeng had been notorious for getting into fights in the past–it was just a regular occurrence for him.

She thought he’d grown out of it, but it seemed like he was still impulsive.

Sigh.

“Your dad really hasn’t matured,” she lamented.

Zhouzhou blinked, confused as to why she would say that.

“No,” Zhouzhou said, “Sharp Tongue Daddy’s an adult. He only fights the bad guys. When I grow up, I’ll help him fight the bad guys too.”

Uncle Zhao had said that once she was of age, she could participate in missions, and by then, she could also earn the Protective Light of the Nation.

Just thinking about it made Zhouzhou wish she could turn eighteen overnight and become a hero.

Upon hearing this, Grandma Qin was startled again.

Looking at Zhouzhou’s eager expression, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest.

Everyone says daughters take after their fathers–was Zhouzhou going to grow up to be a troublemaker who fought three times a day too?