"Haha. Okay, then I’m forty-two."
A playful laugh escaped Penny because she thought Renren was joking. There was no way this kid was seventeen. He was too small to be seventeen. Considering all the seventeen-year-olds she had seen and been around, she didn’t believe him.
He was not kidding, though.
When she noticed his ears droop, her brows knitted. "You’re serious?" she gasped.
"I look smaller because of my health."
"Oh..." her lips formed an O-shape. ’He’s the same age as Atlas and that crazy Ray, but he’s just as small as Slater!’
Penny wanted to hurry away when she heard his age. However, considering Ray and Atlas, this guy was a lot better. He didn’t seem as crazy as Ray to pursue a thirteen-year-old.
"And you?"
"Thirteen."
Renren then gazed down at his fingers and counted.
"What are you doing?" she asked, only to see him smile.
"Just counting," he said. He glanced at the other block and saw a car slow down. Just as he was about to tell her that he had to go, Penny perked up.
"Oh, my uncle is here to fetch me!" Penny flashed him a smile and hurriedly placed the cub in its cage. She then quickly took Chunchun from him. "I gotta go!"
In the blink of an eye, Penny gathered everything and stood up.
"Hi, Uncle!" Penny didn’t idle and jumped in the backseat with her pets.
The moment she settled in, the car sped away before Renren could even stand up. As usual, he gazed at the car’s rear while holding the carrier before another car stopped in front of him.
"Young Master!"
Renren ignored the butler and kept his eyes in the direction Penny left. "Hubert, if I eat more... will I get to live longer?"
The butler’s breath hitched, taken aback by the young master’s inquiry. Renren slowly faced him, his eyes swirling with curiosity.
"Of—of course, Young Master," Hubert nodded vigorously. "As long as you’re willing, you will be fine!"
"Alright."
The butler discreetly observed the young master while the latter took out the cub from his carrier to carry it. Every Thursday, the young master’s complexion always looked better. He didn’t know where it started, but the young master was actually more active now than he used to be.
First, Renren changed his mind and wanted to take care of Amanda’s cub. He used to dislike it. And now, he was asking about food. Renren disliked food, always. Though the butler understood his reasons because of the medicines Renren had taken, his taste buds had turned bitter.
Thinking about this, the butler was a little excited to report to the Old Mrs. Pierson.
"Ahem," the butler cleared his throat to get Renren’s attention. He rubbed his hands and walked over to Renren’s side. "Young Master, that little girl... is she your new friend?"
"Friend?" Renren looked up at him. "I’m not sure."
The butler frowned. "How come you’re not sure?"
"She hasn’t said we’re friends."
"Ah. Hehe. But she’s meeting you here every Thursday, right?"
Renren nodded.
"Then, I guess she sees you as a friend!"
’Don’t worry, Young Master! I will find out for you!’
Meanwhile, Penny glanced up at Haines from the backseat.
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