As Qin Zhao was going downstairs, he ran into Qin Qin at the bottom of the stairs.

Qin Qin always seemed a little timid in front of her brother, but deep down she really wanted to be close to him, just like those siblings who bickered but were ultimately just being stubborn and soft-hearted.

But whenever she mustered up the courage to be in front of her brother, she tried to act playful and relaxed, casually making jokes and acting coquettish.

I'm always deterred by the invisible distance that surrounds my brother.

Qin Qin smiled sweetly at her brother, "Brother, have you been working very hard lately? Don't overwork yourself; there's always work to be done."

Qin Zhao listened casually, and recalling the clues, he realized that Qin Qin was indeed a very intelligent person.

They are very good at reading people's expressions and moods.

The elders in the family all like her, thinking that she looks gentle, weak and kind, and easily bullied.

Qin Zhao used to observe her with indifference, thinking that she could entertain his grandparents, but he never interfered with her underhanded tricks.

Now, his indifference is even greater than before.

"You're starting to tell me what to do now?"

The man's deep voice descended from above, as cold as the bleak autumn wind, stinging my face like a slap.

Qin Qin's gentle smile froze for a moment. Perhaps it was because she was sensitive, but she felt that her brother seemed... even more indifferent to her.

"Brother, I...I was worried about you."

She explained softly, her eyes seeming to redden as she lowered her gaze.

If someone else saw this, they would definitely feel sorry for her and think she was wronged.

Qin Zhao was already immune to this act, and even somewhat disgusted by it. What was there to pretend about? He suddenly remembered how eager Jiang Yue was to get rid of him this afternoon.

They can't even act properly.

I'm too lazy to even be polite to him.

His dark eyes seemed to say, "You'd better get lost."

As Qin Zhaoguang recalled that scene, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and the bone-chilling coldness he had just felt vanished.

Qin Qin carefully observed her brother's expression, but then thought that this feeling was just her imagination.

She breathed a sigh of relief and didn't think about trying to get closer to him anymore.

Maybe...maybe there's a few years difference, there's always a sense of distance.

Back in her bedroom, Qin Qin opened her phone and saw a message from Ding Ru. This small group only contained a few of her close friends from childhood.

People in the same social circle, with similar social status and backgrounds, can get along well.

Ding Ru was still reeling from Jiang Yue moving into Jianan Mansion, feeling jealous and sour. She kept repeating in the group chat: "[She really, really lives there! Why is she always so lucky? Zhou Ji really doesn't care about money; he just gives it away like that.]"

An Hui couldn't help but sigh: "This is quite extravagant, but Zhou Ji's assets are countless, so thinking about it, she didn't actually get that much."

But I'm still so jealous.

【I also. 】

I even had a crush on Zhou Ji in high school, it's hilarious, he completely ignored me.

[Last time I saw Jiang Yue wearing the jade bracelet that Zhou Ji's grandmother gave her, and she was carrying quite a lot of things.]

[This is so annoying, I've never been so jealous of anyone before.]

Most importantly, Zhou Ji had previously brought Jiang Yue to the group's annual meeting and private banquets.

Even if Jiang Yue is kicked out now, people will still give her some face when they see her in the future.

Ding Ru suddenly remembered Qin Qin, who hadn't been very active in the group chat, and not wanting her to feel neglected, she asked, "Qin, did your aunt buy you a gift again today?"

Qin Qin's parents treated her very well.

Whenever I attend a banquet or a political event, I never forget her.

A gift bought casually is worth a fortune.

He also acted as a go-between for her studio, introducing her to various connections.

Qin Qin replied calmly, "Mm."

Ding Ru, well-informed: "I heard that your aunt casually bought the grand finale of her collection today and gave it to you."

Qin Qin is still vain. Although she pretends to be calm and composed, her vanity is still satisfied when she is praised: "[It's not that valuable; the emerald ring my grandmother gave me before was much more precious.]"

The group chat immediately filled with voices expressing envy for Qin Qin.

She is the jewel of the Qin family.

She is still the only precious daughter in my heart.

But in reality, Qin Qin had long known that she wasn't the Qin family's biological child. Once, her mother got drunk and buried her face in her father's arms, sobbing with resentment in her eyes, seemingly questioning someone: "Why can't we find them? My child... why... can't we find them?!"

"I really... I really can't take it anymore."

Every time something seems to be starting to take off, that newly kindled flame is always extinguished for various reasons.

They would rush over to verify even the slightest hint of trouble.

What I received was disappointment after disappointment.

It was at that time that Qin Qin learned that she was not... her parents' biological daughter.

She treated what she overheard that night as a dream, and she despicably hoped that they would never find the child, so that she could always remain the only precious jewel in the Qin family's palm.

Several years have passed, and there has still been no news.

Qin Qin gradually dispelled her doubts, feeling that no one would ever come back to replace her or threaten the position she had worked so hard for.

That evening, the family had a peaceful and ordinary dinner.

They each still had work to do.

Mrs. Qin was a little tired and went upstairs to rest. Her husband checked her forehead and said, "You have a slight fever. Take your medicine and then go to sleep."

After giving his wife fever-reducing medicine, the man went into his study to handle official business.

The test report on the desk was conspicuous, just a few thin pages, lying there calmly.

The man picked it up, lowered his eyelids, and glanced at it casually.

His eyes gradually darkened, and he stared at the test results for a long time, as if his breathing had stopped. It took him some time to regain his composure.

The man calmly dialed his eldest son's number.

He commanded from his superior position, "Come to the study."

*

Jiang Yue didn't sleep well that night. In the middle of the night, the boy knocked on her door with a pillow in his arms, blinked his dark eyes, and said he was afraid to sleep alone.

He was wearing the dinosaur pajamas she bought for him; the cute little boy looked pitiful and said he was scared, which was really hard to refuse.

So, that night, Jiang Yue had to take care of the child while she slept!

She would open her eyes every now and then to check on them, and then cover them with the blankets.

The next day, the production crew came to pick them up in person in a van.

The director and cameraman arrived at Jiang Yue's residence following the navigation. Both of them were a little at a loss and felt an indescribable shock.

Jiaping Road is lined with small villas worth over 100 million yuan.

The old mansion was quiet yet elegant.

The group was only allowed to enter after security personnel cleared them at the entrance.

Jiang Yue had just finished washing up and went downstairs when she was caught red-handed by the production crew. She was caught completely off guard, and her appearance in her fluffy pajamas was broadcast live.

The show's final episode focused on surprise.

She was also wearing childish dinosaur pajamas, with a lively tail trailing behind her.

Two dinosaurs, one big and one small, appeared in the shot, and the scene was surprisingly cute.

Jiang Yue instinctively covered the boy's face with her hand, frowning slightly: "Shall we start now?"