Quick Transmigration: The Villainess Is a Sweetheart

Chapter 157

Poor Nan Yan, at the young age of twenty, had already taken on the responsibility of raising a child.

In the morning, he, who usually didn't need to cook, had to prepare a meal for Little Grass. Of course, this was simple, as Little Grass ate very little.

A shrimp pancake and a bottlecap of milk were enough to feed her, with a small box of potato chips left as her snacks for the day. At noon, she'd have to make do with some bread or hamburger, as he couldn't come back home.

The house was no longer empty with just him, as there was now a Little Grass who could talk and eat.

Every night when he returned home, Nan Yan would first go to find his Little Grass.

She might be sitting on the remote control on the sofa, watching TV with her tiny feet up, stepping on the buttons to change channels without having to move;

Or she might be lying on the table, covered with a potato chip bag blanket, basking in the sunlight and sleeping soundly;

Or she might be standing on his tablet, jumping and running - playing a little piano tiles game.

...

Nan Yan made a small house without a roof using a wooden box, lined it with thick little blankets on all sides, and made a small quilt from clean towels... He placed it on the bedroom table, as the temperature in the bedroom was always the most comfortable;

Nan Yan also bought an entire box of BJD doll clothes online, spending two months' salary. It contained all sorts of little clothes, small overalls, little dresses, small coats... Not only did it make Little Grass very happy, but he also experienced the joy of raising a child.

In short, Nan Yan went to work on time every day, allowing Little Grass to live the life he wanted for her.

But Nan Yan couldn't help but do something mischievous.

Nan Yan felt that he was working too hard, getting up early and sleeping late every day, going to work and then coming back to cook and do housework, like a corporate slave and a house husband rolled into one. The more he thought about it, the more he pitied himself, so he wanted Little Grass to know how difficult it was for him to earn money and support the family.

Nan Yan picked up Jiang Yan in his palm and showed her photos of him at work.

Only then did Jiang Yan realize that this person was actually a celebrity, no wonder he was so busy every day and not at home during the daytime.

In the group photos, all five members were in stage costumes. Nan Yan stood in the second position from the right, facing the camera with a cool and handsome expression, looking quite aloof. Every photo was like this.

It seemed Nan Yan was the cold, distant type, while the others had different styles. There was one wearing glasses who looked like a refined scoundrel; one in a white suit with a gentle smile, as elegant as jade; one with a rebellious hairstyle and an outstanding figure; and another with dimples and clear, innocent eyes.

Seeing the photos reminded Nan Yan of a funny incident at work that day, and he couldn't help but share it with Jiang Yan: The producer's wig was snatched off by the director's wife, and then the producer's wife snatched off the hairpiece of the director's wife. The producer and director almost came to blows, but when they turned around, their wives had walked off arm in arm...

Jiang Yan complained that standing in his palm was unstable, so she asked him to put the phone on the bed. She lay on the phone, intently staring at the five uniquely handsome guys and drooling.

The next day, when Nan Yan checked his tablet, he found that many videos of the Miraculous Light Boy Group had been added to the browsing history. Nan Yan was stunned for a moment, followed by a rush of joy!

Little Grass had stayed at home and watched videos of him! Was this the meaning of raising a child?

Nan Yan experienced the feeling of being cared for by his precious daughter, and his heart melted. The tall, muscular young man in his casual T-shirt and shorts was about to turn into water.

He found Jiang Yan and saw the little one lying obediently in her small house, rubbing her eyes, seemingly ready for bed. He didn't say anything, just felt that his life was almost complete.

From then on, Nan Yan consciously shouldered his parental duties, working hard to earn money to raise his child.

The brothers in the group noticed that their youngest had changed. Nan Yan, who was originally sharp-tongued, hot-tempered, and arrogant, with generosity being his only redeeming quality, now seemed to have lost even that last virtue!

After work, when they gathered for dinner, Nan Yan not only sweet-talked the other four into competing to pay the bill, but also packed up the last portion of fish slices to take home for dinner.

The Eldest Brother in the group was the most observant and was the first to notice the youngest's little actions. He thought about it and felt something was off.

What could make someone who was incredibly sharp-tongued and always boasting "I'm third best in the world, first and second are my parents" humbly call them brothers?

What could make a young master from a wealthy family, who used to be so generous that he'd give a stack of bills as a tip, not only become stingy but also take leftovers home...

The more the Eldest Brother thought about it, the more shocking it seemed. He felt that something must have happened to the youngest's family. All sorts of scenarios popped into his mind, from family bankruptcy to personality changes to being pursued by enemies...

Nan Yan was called out by the Eldest Brother to get some fresh air. He was confused, but saw the Eldest Brother looking at him with complex emotions, saying in a sorrowful tone: "Little one, big brother has figured it out. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. I absolutely won't stand idly by."

Nan Yan didn't understand, but not taking advantage of an opportunity would be foolish. He casually agreed, and under the guise of being a good brother, managed to get the Eldest Brother to promise to pay for all future meals.

The problem was that the Eldest Brother still looked at him with pity.

Nan Yan didn't know who was actually being taken advantage of, and he almost couldn't keep up his act as a good brother. What was wrong with him? It was so strange.