Chapter 3: Shocking! A Strapping Young Man Attacks an Octogenarian and Gets Defeated Instead!

【System: Congratulations, Host, for earning 10 Surprise Points. You may now become one year younger. Current physical status: 69 years old.】

【System: Friendly reminder—Host’s physical status updates daily between 12:00 a.m. and 5:00 a.m.】

The corners of Lin Qingqing’s lips lifted into a barely noticeable arc.

That entire set of movements just now had been deliberately performed for her little grandson to see.

Judging by the current progress, turning eighty into eighteen would only take about a month.

Hehe, got this in the bag!

Once she became eighteen again, she would find a few handsome young men and travel the world, playing wherever she went. Then she’d donate to charity, help families in need, and enjoy her life as the wealthiest woman in peace—perfection!

Just as she was immersed in her beautiful dream, a group of warm and cheerful young hunks surrounded her.

“Grandma, are you okay?”

“Grandma, could you do that move again?”

“Grandma, how did you do it? That was amazing! Did you use to train before? Can you show us some more?”

The tall, youthful, energetic young men gathered around an eighty-year-old white-haired grandmother, their eyes filled with admiration.

After all, a fadeaway jump shot from that far out? That’s not something just anyone can pull off.

Lin Qingqing’s eyes swept over the young men’s faces. She smiled calmly. “Sure!”

And she’d snag a few more Surprise Points off her little grandson while she was at it.

Qin Jingshu’s face darkened as he watched the group of young people surround his grandmother, all eagerly calling her “Grandma.” A bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

Was even the only person who cared for him about to be taken away by outsiders?

He immediately stepped forward with a cold expression and stood protectively in front of Lin Qingqing, his tone menacing: “My grandmother is old. She can’t play with you guys. Step back.”

The young hunks shivered under Qin Jingshu’s gloomy gaze and reluctantly stepped away.

Seeing this, Lin Qingqing patted Qin Jingshu’s shoulder and quickly called out, “Hey? Don’t leave…”

She had finally broken into the young crowd!

Lin Qingqing clenched her teeth—this little grandson really didn’t have any awareness!

She tilted her head to glare at the back of Qin Jingshu’s head, just about to speak when a man’s voice suddenly came from the side: “What a coincidence. What are you two doing here?”

Lin Qingqing turned her head.

Wasn’t this the male lead from the original novel, Lu Zeyan, whom she had just seen last night?

Crossing her arms, Lin Qingqing chuckled to herself. Coincidence? The male lead, who wasn’t supposed to care about romance and only focused on business, showing up in the park?

Obviously, he was here to create a “chance encounter” with Qin Jingshu and keep sowing discord within the Qin family. After all, she had ruined Lu Zeyan’s plans last night—he must be eager to fast-track his schemes now.

Qin Jingshu turned around and looked at Lu Zeyan, his voice calm: “I brought my grandma to the park for exercise. What about you?”

Lu Zeyan’s lips curved slightly as he answered naturally, “I heard the environment around here is nice. I’m taking my grandfather out for some fresh air.”

Lin Qingqing glanced at the well-suited Lu Zeyan, who was only accompanied by an assistant. She couldn’t help but ask, “Then where’s your grandfather?”

Lu Zeyan replied, “He went to dance in the square.”

Qin Jingshu glanced at the white-haired old lady beside him, then withdrew his gaze and pinched the bridge of his nose, saying to Lu Zeyan, “Your grandfather sure is easygoing.”

Lin Qingqing immediately turned her head toward Qin Jingshu, raising an eyebrow. “What’s that supposed to mean, you brat?”

Don’t think she couldn’t catch the sarcasm just because he was being subtle.

Lu Zeyan smiled faintly, a flicker of something unspoken flashing through his eyes. In a gentle tone, he said, “Does Grandma want to exercise by playing basketball? I can play with you.”

His probing gaze swept across Lin Qingqing’s sturdy-looking frame.

Wasn’t she supposed to be on her last breath and dying by now? How come she looked like she still had a lot of life left?

Was it a final burst of energy before death? Or… was she not dying anytime soon?

If the old lady didn’t die, the Qin family would have to keep her in mind and wouldn’t dare to openly fight for the inheritance. If there was no internal conflict in the Qin family, how was he supposed to destroy them, take over their business, and avenge his deceased parents?

She wanted to work out? Fine—he’d like to see just how long this damned old lady’s body could last!

Qin Jingshu’s expression turned darker, his voice cold: “She can’t possibly—mmph…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the old lady raised her hand and pinched his mouth shut—giving him a manual mute button.

Lin Qingqing’s aged face broke into a smile. She agreed cheerfully, “Sure, then come play with me.”

Lu Zeyan took off his suit jacket and tossed it to his assistant. As he rolled up his sleeves, he asked, “I don’t bully the elderly. So, how would you like to play, Grandma?”

Lin Qingqing responded breezily, “Let’s just shoot three-pointers. See who gets more in.”

In a regular match, her seventy-year-old stamina, height, and agility were definitely no match for someone in their twenties like Lu Zeyan. But if it was just shooting, it wouldn’t take that much physical effort.

She released Qin Jingshu and shrugged her shoulders, starting her warm-up. “My grandson and your assistant can be the referees.”

Qin Jingshu hurriedly tried to stop her. “Grandma, your body can’t handle this kind of intense activity. How about just dancing in the square?”

Even though she’d hit that three-pointer earlier, he was convinced it was just luck. After all, she was already eighty—this was a young person’s game. She couldn’t possibly keep up.

Lin Qingqing gave a light “tsk.” “This is grandma exercising. You just stand over there and cheer me on. Go on, now, and don’t mess up the scoring!”

Qin Jingshu sighed worriedly. At this point, who was the elder and who was the junior?

As she spoke, Lin Qingqing nudged Qin Jingshu off to the side. Unable to persuade her, he reluctantly gave Lu Zeyan a look, silently telling him to go easy on her.

Lu Zeyan smiled and nodded.

Oh, he’d go easy on her all right—easy enough to send her straight to the emergency room!

It was the weekend, and the basketball court was packed. Everyone had to wait their turn to play, but that posed no problem for Lu Zeyan, the male lead of the original novel.

He simply had his assistant clear the court and even paid big money to buy the basketball from the young people there.

Everything ready, the match began.

Five minutes later…

Not only had the scene of the exhausted old lady collapsed on the court failed to appear, but the old lady’s score was even higher than Lu Zeyan’s!

Lu Zeyan instantly began to question reality.

Even Qin Jingshu was starting to question reality!

Lu Zeyan hadn’t held back at all, yet the old lady still managed to beat him? How strong was she?

Moreover, her shooting form was perfect—she didn’t look any worse than a young player.

【System: Congratulations, Host, for earning 10 Surprise Points. You may now become one year younger. Current physical status: 68 years old.】

Lin Qingqing took a deep breath and glanced sideways at Lu Zeyan’s darkened face, giving him a subtle smile.

If it weren’t for wanting to farm more Surprise Points from her little grandson, she wouldn’t have wasted time playing with Lu Zeyan.

Lu Zeyan’s assistant, watching from the sidelines, wiped the sweat from his forehead in disbelief, growing anxious on his boss’s behalf.

After a moment, he picked up his phone and sent a message to the Lu family’s housekeeper:
“Make something nutritious for Mr. Lu tonight to help him recover.”

If even an eighty-year-old grandma could beat him, just how weak had their Mr. Lu become?!