He used to think the landlady's shortcuts were already impressive, but he never expected someone to be even more daring.

This wasn't just a shortcut—according to the narrator, it was clearly a golden opportunity, even more intense than the first encounter with the landlady and Shen Yi.

But at a glance, he felt relieved. Although the old lady wasn't adorned in gold or silver, her demeanor was certainly not that of an ordinary person. Of course, this might be due to the narrator's influence, giving him a preconceived notion.

But is he really someone who would covet an old lady's health insurance benefits?

If he could talk to this narrator, he'd really like to ask, how did you figure out that I am someone capable of navigating these ultimate shortcuts?

Am I really that unworthy?

In the past, he could tolerate the landlady and Shen Yi since, although they were older than him, they were still manageable. But this old lady in front of him was indeed over sixty, almost old enough to be his grandmother. How did the narrator dare to suggest such a thing—did they really think he had no temper?

"Ma'am, are you alright? Why don't you take a seat for a while?" Su Qing stepped forward to help the old lady to the steps nearby.

Indeed, he didn't lose his temper. Since the narrator said so, although he wasn't prepared to take this ultimate shortcut, it didn't stop him from doing a good deed without leaving his name.

After all, he was quite curious about this old lady. Could she be a billionaire, widowed, with no children and living alone?

If so, he might actually want to be her... cough, help her out, take care of a solitary elder.

Besides, he'd seen plenty of news online about elderly folks leaving their fortunes to outsiders.

Of course, the most important thing was curiosity. Everyone gossips to some extent, and he was no exception. Since this was someone the narrator deemed important, he wanted to get to know her. After all, it was like playing a strategy game; there was no harm in it.

"Ay, ay, as you get older, your body just can't keep up. Thank you, young man!" the old lady said with a smile.

Looking at the somewhat delicate young man in front of her, who was also so kind-hearted, the old lady felt very at ease, secretly thinking that there were indeed more good people in the world.

"It's nothing. You're at such an age now, you should be more careful. This is not light work here. I'll help you carry it in a bit," Su Qing said, thinking of triggering more narrations.

The old lady in front of him had a gentle demeanor, a face with a healthy glow, which gave off a particularly kind feeling. Although there were obvious wrinkles on her face, her skin was very fair, and her hands were the same, clearly not accustomed to physical labor, at least not on a regular basis. This projected an aura of elegance and wealth.

"No need, no need, I'll be fine after a short rest! Didn't expect that as I age, even doing a bit of work gets tiring," the old lady chuckled.

Hearing this, Su Qing didn't hold back: "No worries, I'm young, it's no trouble. By the way, do you live in this community too?"

"Yes, I'm staying at my daughter's place currently. How old are you, young man, are you a college student?"

"I'm 22, graduated a year ago." Hearing this, he completely abandoned the idea of caring for a solitary elder. She had kids, so it was not his place to step in anyway.

"You do look young. Do you have a girlfriend?"

Su Qing: ...

It really seems like all elderly folks are the same, they can't get through more than three sentences without asking about a significant other.

"Not yet, not in a rush, taking it slow, I'm still young, haha,"

"That's not the right way to think. It's better for young people to find a partner, marry, and have kids early. When you get older, all the good girls are taken."

"True enough. I'll try my best to get married soon," Su Qing laughed.

He was quite adept at dealing with elderly folks, always saying what they loved to hear. After all, they were strangers anyway.

"Ah, you're just a little bit young. Another seven or eight years would be perfect!"

Su Qing: ???

Afterward, the two chatted intermittently. After resting for a while, the old lady had regained a fair amount of strength, and Su Qing helped carry the grocery basket as he escorted her back.

"Thank you, young man, sorry for the trouble!"

"You're too kind. It's just a small thing. Which building do you live in?" They continued chatting as they entered the community.

"It's that building over there!"

Following the direction of her hand, Su Qing was surprised to find that the old lady lived in the same building as his landlord.

Indeed, it was a neighborhood for the wealthy. Could it be that the building's feng shui was good, attracting affluent people?

Though he wasn't clear about the old lady's identity, from the narrator, it was evident she was no ordinary person.

"Alright, let me walk you up."

"Thank you so much, young man!" the old lady said with a smile.

"Don't mention it,"

Just then, a childish voice rang out.

"Grandma, grandma, I'm here!"

The next moment, a little girl with a bun hairstyle, wearing a little skirt, came bouncing over, riding a large yellow dog.

It was Wen Yun and Da Huang, with Da Huang walking steadily but not slowly, and behind them was a familiar face—the landlady.

"Hey, you little ruffian, get down quickly, little girls shouldn't do this!"

The old lady hurriedly stepped forward to pick the little girl up, while Da Huang barked at him woefully.

"Woof woof woof" [Where have you been the past few days? Help the child, I'm about to go crazy!]

He ignored Da Huang's lament. It seemed he had found the reason why this old lady had caught the narrator's attention.

Sure enough, the next second, the landlady walked over and said, "Mom, it's fine. She's just playing with Da Huang!"

"Whoa? Little Su, what a coincidence. What brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, the little girl beside the old lady also smiled at him and said, "Hello, Dad Su!"

This revealed the old lady's identity—it was the landlady's mother, and the little girl's grandmother. He'd just had their homemade chicken soup and ginger soup earlier that day.

"Don't talk nonsense; call him Uncle Su," Wen Nanqing hurriedly stepped forward to correct her daughter.

"But... but mom told me to call him Dad Su just a few days ago!"

The little girl was puzzled. Just a few days ago, she was specifically asked to call him Dad, and now she was supposed to call him Uncle? Were grown-ups' terms of address so fickle?

Her little brain was full of questions, feeling that grown-ups' world was just too complicated.

"Not allowed to call him that now!"

In front of her own mom, the landlady was quite nervous, losing her usual strong-woman demeanor.

"Ah, so you are little Su," Wen's mother realized, now looking at him in surprise.

In response, Su Qing could only chuckle awkwardly, "Uh... I'm Su Qing, didn't expect it to be you, Auntie."

"Indeed. What a coincidence, I heard you helped our little Qing a lot a few days ago, wanted to find a chance to thank you. Didn't expect to run into you here today—seems it was fated. Oh, by the way, Shen Yi came over this afternoon saying you had a fever. Are you better now?" Upon confirming his identity, Wen's mother instantly became warm and welcoming, appraising him from head to toe while nodding in approval.

For some reason, that look left him feeling uneasy.

All mysteries unraveled at this very moment—why the narrator said this old lady was an ultimate shortcut, why they mentioned health insurance and a home full of treasures—

It all circled back to the landlady. If he had feelings for Wen Nanqing, then by the normal trajectory, winning over the mother-in-law would mean half the battle was won. Wasn't that the ultimate shortcut?

The parents have health insurance, the family is wealthy, and there are both a big and a little treasure—no wonder the narrator would be so stern on this.

But it must be noted that the narrator still had some integrity. If it had truly intended him to get involved with a lady in her sixties, he might as well resort to drastic measures.

"I got an IV drip, the fever's gone," Su Qing raised his hand to show the medical tape on the back of his hand as an explanation.

"Glad to hear it. Since you're better, little Su, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Why don't you come over to Auntie's for a meal?" The old lady grabbed his hand, inviting him along.

"No, no, I've already eaten, Auntie, really!"

"No worries, you can eat more even if you have. I've been wanting to meet you, young man. Oh right, Qing, call Shen Yi and tell her to come over for dinner too, since little Su is here. It'll be lively."

Then, without further ado, she warmly led him upstairs.

Upon seeing her mom's demeanor, Wen Nanqing immediately sensed something was off. Oh no, she wondered what Su Qing had said to her mom. Why did it feel like her mom was seeing her son-in-law?

Being her mother's daughter, she knew too well that in such a state, even her dad couldn't persuade her mom otherwise, so she'd better call for reinforcements!

"Little Yun, take Da Huang and follow your grandma upstairs, hurry up, go, go, go!"

Hurriedly, she ushered her daughter and Da Huang into the elevator, then made a quick dash with her long legs towards Su Qing's building.

"Open the door, open the door, open the door, don't hide inside without making a noise, I know you're home!"

"If you don't come out soon, your man's gonna be snatched by my mom!"

Shen Yi: ???

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