Rong Qing: "..."

"Pfft... I was just kidding. How could I bear to kill someone as good as you?" Shi Nian suddenly laughed.

Rong Qing said helplessly, "Even if Niannian wants to kill me, it doesn't matter. Whatever Niannian wants to do, I will support you unconditionally. If Niannian doesn't want me to know what you're doing, I won't investigate."

"I'll arrange the bodyguards later. You can arrange them however you like. I won't ask you what you're assigning them to do, nor will I inquire about their whereabouts."

Shi Nian tapped his knee listlessly with his fingers.

She asked thoughtfully, "Rong Qing, may I ask you a question?"

Rong Qing's voice was as gentle as ever: "Go ahead and ask."

Shi Nian: "Why are you and them so nice to me? Is it because my grandfather brainwashed you since I was a child?"

Rong Qing and the others are all highly educated people. Even if their grandfather instilled in them the idea of ​​spoiling and loving her from childhood, they should still have their own thoughts when they grow up...

Rong Qing's laughter carried a meaningful tone. "No."

"Why is that?" Shi Nian asked, puzzled.

Rong Qing: "Because we exist because of you."

Shi Nian: "Hmm?"

Rong Qing chuckled softly, "One day you'll understand. You don't need to doubt our feelings for you, nor do you need to be wary of us. Even if the whole world betrays you, including your grandfather, the ten of us will never betray you..."

Shi Nian was even more puzzled, "Why is that?"

Rong Qing chuckled and said, "I've already said it, we exist because of you."

Shi Nian: "..."

She wanted to ask more detailed questions, but Rong Qing hung up the phone.

She put down her phone, completely bewildered.

Less than ten minutes later, she received a call from an unknown number.

The other party was a man, a bodyguard arranged by Rong Qing.

Shi Nian gave him the address and told him to bring his own people over.

…

In the president's office of Yi Nian Media, Rong Qing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling traffic below with deep eyes.

He was holding a phone, and he kept turning the screen on and off.

This was repeated dozens of times.

Finally, he picked up his phone, unlocked it, logged into WeChat, and sent a message in a WeChat group of ten people.

Rong Qing: [I suspect that Nian Nian's "illness" may have been triggered prematurely.]

The group was very quiet.

Everyone here is very busy and rarely checks WeChat.

Rong Qing: […Give me some feedback after you see this message.]

He was about to put his phone away when a message popped up on WeChat.

Mu Jiutu: [Why do you have this feeling? You know how it's triggered. Someone has to defile her before Nian Nian's illness is cured, thus defiling her bloodline, which is why her illness is out of control.]

[But if Niannian lost her virginity, her appearance would return to normal. However, Niannian's face hasn't returned to normal yet. Are you mistaken?]

Rong Qing: [I just feel that Nian Nian doesn't seem like a normal person right now... but this is just my suspicion. I'll find a chance to observe her more closely.]

Mu Jiutu: [Yeah, yeah, find another chance to get rid of that annoying guy surnamed Ye, and bury him somewhere secluded. I hate the way he looks at Niannian!]

Rong Qing: […Murder is a crime.]

Mu Jiutu: [In my eyes, only betraying Nian Nian and not loving Nian Nian are illegal; cleaning up the trash surrounding Nian Nian is a legal act!]

Rong Qing: [...]