The Villain CEO Always Mooches My Melons Ch. 172

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"But I have to make dinner for you two. You said you came back with great difficulty. How could I let you go hungry?" Yu Xiulan hesitated, still unsure. After all, she had been out of the loop for many years and hadn’t kept up with the disputes in the square dance circle.

It wasn’t that no one had sought her help before, but often, by the time she arrived, the arguing parties had already dispersed upon hearing that "Hundred-year-old Xiulan" was on her way.

She was the only centenarian in the area, and the status and respect she commanded because of the name "Hundred-year-old Xiulan" were undeniable.

Even the media would visit her during holidays, asking for the secret to her longevity.

Offending someone like her meant going against the entire square dance circle!

After all this, Yu Xiulan became more and more reluctant to intervene in such matters.

In truth, her younger sister, Xiao Hua, might occasionally ask her for help. In the past, Yu Xiulan would have gone to support her good friend. But today, the situation was different—her beloved great-grandson, An Xia, had returned!

...though, she wasn't entirely sure why An Xia seemed so happy when he heard someone outside the door asking for her.

Could it be that, after being away for half a year, he wanted to see his old grandparents?

Yu Xiulan thought it over and, the more she considered it, the more it made sense.

An Xia had always been close to her. After his parents’ accident, he had lived with her and was familiar with her square dance friends.

No wonder An Xia wanted to go out with her. He must have missed the elderly folks who used to give him candy when he was a child.

She knew her great-grandson was a sensible boy—capable, thoughtful, and nostalgic. He was indeed a good child!

A smile spread across Yu Xiulan’s face. She quickly washed the starch off her hands and took off her apron. "Since my great-grandson said so, I must take care of this matter. Qiangzi, let’s go! Let’s change clothes now and take Xiao An Xia and Xiao Fu to see what happened!"

At her command, the ever-loyal Sima Qiang immediately agreed to all her decisions, raising his hands in full support. "Okay! It just so happens that my new invention is ready. We’re sure to win this battle!"

An Xia, rubbing his hands in anticipation, was momentarily taken aback when he heard him.

[What new gadgets has he invented?]

Sima Qiang was already busy tinkering in his small studio, and Yu Xiulan remembered she should introduce her (show off) boyfriend’s unique talents to her little great-grandson.

"Your Grandpa Qiang may not be good at much else, but he can invent all sorts of little things. They may not be world-changing inventions, but at least they add some fun to our lives."

Yu Xiulan grinned and showed An Xia the diamond-studded fake teeth in her mouth. "Don’t think these braces look ordinary. They’re amazing at night! They light up in a rainbow of colors. When I go out to dance in the square, all I have to do is open my mouth, and everyone’s eyes will be on me. It’s quite impressive!"

As she talked about the gift her little boyfriend had made for her, Yu Xiulan couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh.

An Xia, who had heard a little about Sima Qiang’s small inventions before, laughed along with her.

"Really? Grandpa Qiang is so amazing!"

"Of course! The diamonds on my braces are real!"

An Xia had initially thought the diamond-studded fake teeth were a bit too flashy, but now that Yu Xiulan said the diamonds were real, his view changed.

Suddenly, standing in awe, An Xia exclaimed, "Great! Grandpa Qiang is so thoughtful! Knowing how much he cares for you, I feel really relieved."

[No wonder Grandpa Qiang was always at the forefront of fashion. While others sealed their relationships with diamond rings, he went ahead and gave a diamond-encrusted set of fake teeth.]

[When Great-grandma showed off her smile just now, I swear I saw at least three or four diamonds shining from those teeth—more for the same price, and so much more thoughtful.]

[Such a gift would move any girlfriend to tears.]

If anyone dared to say anything bad about Sima Qiang's little invention in the future, he'd be the first to get mad!

Please! It's super cool to have a glowing diamond-studded fake teeth set!

At that moment, An Xia’s view of Sima Qiang as an “inventor” did a complete 180.

What surprised him even more wasn’t just that, though. After coming out of his little workshop, Sima Qiang handed An Xia a small thing.

"Anzi, this is a little gift from Grandpa Qiang. It’s super useful."

An Xia stared at the strange-looking... zipper in his hand.

"Grandpa Qiang, what’s this for?"

Sima Qiang eagerly showed An Xia how to use his little invention, "Okay, watch closely. You use it like this... now like this... then like this... and bam, done!"

Sima Qiang fumbled with his fingers for a bit, but finally managed to attach the zipper to An Xia’s coat pocket.

"Now, try pulling your phone out of your pocket."

An Xia reached in, no problem at first, but when he tried to pull out his phone, something weird happened.

His hand, holding the phone, got completely stuck in the zipper.

"Eh?"

An Xia was a bit surprised, "Is this thing... for preventing theft?"

Sima Qiang clapped his hands, his shiny head looked like a big light bulb in the room, "Yup! It’s for theft prevention! From now on, even if someone tries to steal something from your pocket, they won’t be able to!"

An Xia finally got it, but then he had another question, "But what if I can’t even take my phone out now?"

Sima Qiang’s smile froze. He looked at An Xia, who had one hand in his pocket, and then at the proud new invention on An Xia’s coat. He scratched his head, "Alright, Grandpa will fix it for you right now."

The first attempt failed.

With another push—rip—An Xia’s jacket pocket tore wide open.

The moment the pocket ripped, the whole living room went dead silent.

[Wow, the old man’s still got it. His hand strength is pretty impressive.]

Fu Qingchen: [Pffft...]

Luckily, An Xia didn’t need to wear that jacket out in public. He put on a down jacket over and zipped it up, so the torn pocket was completely hidden.

Before they left, Yu Xiulan was still poking Sima Qiang’s bald head, scolding him for using so much strength.

Sima Qiang nodded, admitted his mistake, while helping Yu Xiulan out the door. An Xia and Fu Qingchen followed behind them.

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