Bai Luoyu wondered how he should explain this to Bai Qianmo.

But I don't know where to begin talking to a junior high school student.

He simply shook his head and continued to bury himself in the bunch of curves on the computer screen.

"Does your sister know anything about stocks?" Bai Xiruo asked with curious eyes.

Bai Qianmo's eyes were deep and unfathomable as she glanced at Bai Xiruo with a faint look.

"I don't understand." His voice was casual.

Bai Xiruo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Mommy, isn't my sister cute?"

Han Songyan's face was somewhat gloomy, and she remained silent for a long time before suppressing the anger rising in her heart.

Cute? More like laughable!

What is this girl up to? Why does she always make such stupid mistakes?

What kind of analysis is a junior high school graduate giving?

Luckily, everyone here is family. If I introduce her to friends outside the family in the future, how will she be able to face them?

Han Songyan couldn't think about this problem. Just thinking about Bai Qianmo's embarrassing moment in front of everyone made her feel like her heart was covered in frost.

Bai Kangyan smiled and looked at Bai Qianmo: "Qianmo, I know you mean well, but you're just a little girl who doesn't understand business matters. You can't explain it in a sentence or two. Anyway, don't worry too much."

Bai Qianmo lounged lazily on the sofa, squinting her eyes as her gaze swept over the Bai family members indifferently.

His lips twitched slightly, and a hint of roguishness shone in his eyes.

She didn't say anything.

*

Back to the room

Bai Qianmo turned on the computer and looked at it for a while, then took out the phone that she had tossed aside.

I made a phone call.

After a few rings, a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end.

"Hey." The tone was irritated by the interruption of his peaceful sleep.

"How's the situation on the EU side?"

Bai Qianmo ignored the other person's displeasure and went straight to the point.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a loud bang, as if something had been hit.

"Ouch!" A muffled pain came from the phone.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, you actually contacted me on your own initiative? Oh my god, am I dreaming? Is it day or night? Is this real or a dream?"

The person on the other end seemed to realize who had called, and in their excitement, they accidentally bumped their head.

Bai Qianmo pinched the bridge of her nose, her voice becoming deeper: "Get to the point."

"Ah! Get to the point, what's the point? Brother Ye, did you just say something?" The voice on the other end was cautious, clearly indicating that they hadn't heard what Bai Qianmo had just said.

The moment he heard Brother Ye's voice, his mind went completely blank.

I didn't hear what Brother Ye said at all.

I feel a little uneasy!

Bai Qianmo's eyes were cold, and her voice was even colder.

"Over there in Europe..."

The other party spoke first: "Don't worry, Brother Ye, everything is under your arrangement. CCO saw that we invested in Europe and also followed suit with a huge sum of money. The big fish has taken the bait, and we're just waiting to reel it in. The Huo family was in financial turmoil because of your treatment a while ago, and this time they've risked everything to turn things around."

Bai Qianmo curled her lips slightly, a blood-red light flashing in her bewitching eyes.

"I'll break even and rebalance my portfolio after a week."

"What? Wasn't our operation supposed to take down the CCO? Which potential target is Brother Ye targeting?"

Brother Ye's schemes always caught him off guard, leaving him completely unprepared.

Working with a psychopath is pure torture.

Does it?!

"Switch to Huaxing Petroleum!"

"Knock knock," someone was knocking on the door.

Bai Qianmo glanced indifferently at the doorway, then said to the person on the phone, "I'm hanging up now!"

He hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to speak.

"Qianmo, are you asleep?" It was Bai Kangyan.

Bai Qianmo walked to the door and opened it.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Kangyan smiled and carried two bags of things into the room.

"This is a gift your mother bought for you today. I brought it to you. See if you like it."

As Bai Kangyan spoke, he placed several paper bags on the small sofa by the window.

Bai Qianmo had no interest in going forward to watch.

If Han Songyan really cares, she will deliver it herself.

Seeing Bai Qianmo standing there, looking at him coldly and indifferently.

Bai Kangyan coughed softly: "Your mother is stubborn and proud, but she's not a bad person at heart. Given time, she'll gradually accept you."

"It doesn't matter!" Bai Qianmo said dismissively.

Her tone was completely flat, her small face showed no disappointment or sadness, and her cold eyes held a deathly calm.

Bai Kangyan felt a pang of pain in his heart.

When the little girl said "it doesn't matter," it didn't sound like she was just saying it out of anger; she genuinely didn't care.

Perhaps she never had any hope for her parents from the beginning.

His hand, hanging by his side, twitched slightly. If it were Xi Ruo standing here, making his heart ache, he would not hesitate to go forward and hug his daughter.

But Qianmo, his real daughter, was too distant to know how to comfort her.

"Get some rest. If you need anything, just ask your father." After saying this, Bai Kangyan turned and left somewhat forlornly.

*

next day

Qin Family Old House

It's an old, three-story detached villa with spacious front and back yards.

Through the low fence, you can see that the lush yard is filled with many vegetables and fruits.

If you didn't know where you were, you would think you had wandered into a farmer's house.

Led by a guard, Bai Qianmo arrived at the backyard of the villa.

In a lush green vegetable field, an elderly, simple figure wearing a straw hat is busy working in the field with a hoe.

"Mr. Qin, Miss Bai has arrived."

The old man straightened up and pulled off the towel hanging around his neck to wipe his face.

His wise and profound eyes slowly rose and looked at Bai Qianmo.

"Little girl, you're here. Come have some tea with this old man."

Bai Qianmo glanced at Old Qin with her deep eyes, then nodded.

This morning, she received a call from Mr. Qin, which surprised her slightly.

She thought that Old Qin would not contact her again, after all, that matter was extraordinary.

Old Qin felt she was too young and not trustworthy.

The two of them arrived at an antique-style tea room. A mahogany table was placed near the floor-to-ceiling window, facing a lush green bamboo forest.

It has a very artistic feel to it!

The aroma of tea brewed in the purple yew teapot filled the air.

The old man poured himself and Bai Qianmo each a cup of tea: "This is Da Hong Pao tea that A Ye sent yesterday. Try it."

As he spoke, Old Qin's deep, ocean-like eyes swept briefly across Bai Qianmo's face.

The little girl remained calm and composed, showing no sign of distress.

"It's delicious." Bai Qianmo took a sip and praised it sincerely.

Old Qin stared at Bai Qianmo with his deep gaze for a while, his aged voice sounding somewhat distant: "You should also know that this matter is a top secret."

Bai Qianmo held the teacup with her jade-like white hands and slowly sipped the tea.

I've heard a little about it.

Old Qin remained silent for a long time before saying, "Come with me."

Bai Qianmo raised an eyebrow slightly, and a dark light flashed quickly in her deep eyes.