The Xue family and the Jia family are related. The current head of the Xue family is Wang's eldest son, Xue Qian. The most promising member of the Xue family is Xue Qian, a royal merchant favored by the emperor. His second son, Xue Pan, is a dissolute playboy who only knows how to squander money, is uneducated, and spends his days cockfighting, horse racing, and sightseeing.

Just these past few days, Xue Qian and his entourage had returned from the capital with a group of merchants.

The steward of the Xue family in Jinling received the news early in the morning and sent people to the dock to welcome his master back.

As soon as the Xue family's boat approached the dock, the steward brought servants and maids to meet them.

Xue Qian skillfully took the reins from the steward, mounted his horse, and asked, "Has anything happened in the manor lately?"

The butler hesitated for a moment, looking somewhat uncertain.

Seeing the steward's expression, Xue Qian raised an eyebrow. "Has something happened at the manor?"

The steward looked troubled and said, "Young Master, there's nothing really wrong with the manor. It's just that a distinguished guest has arrived at the Jia residence. He's the father of that cousin from the capital—Lord Lin Ruhai. He stayed at the Jia residence for a few days, and Madam asked the Second Young Master to pay him a visit, but..."

“He didn’t go.” Xue Qian’s face was expressionless, but his aura was still palpable.

The steward could tell from the eldest son's expression that he was angry. He silently prayed for the second son, who was still out having fun, for a second before speaking again.

"Is Lord Lin Ruhai still at the Jia residence?" Xue Qian asked, frowning.

The steward glanced at the eldest young master who had just returned and said, "Lin Ruhai left with Miss Lin yesterday."

"Good, that's really good." Xue Qian laughed instead of getting angry. He knew that his second brother was useless, but he couldn't even manage to visit him, flatter him, or say a few nice words. He was truly utterly worthless.

Seeing the eldest son's angry back, the steward knew that the second son of the manor was doomed.

Meanwhile, Qingyin and her group, whom Xue Qian was thinking about, were sitting on the same boat that had brought Qingyin to Jinling.

The boat was still being piloted by the same tanned young man, Mu Qiang, who was grinning broadly, his silly grin showing.

Ever since he gave the gift to this esteemed person, he would often come to Jinling to try his luck, and unexpectedly, he actually met this important person again.

The little girl had been on a boat before, but that was two years ago. So the father and daughter on the boat were completely listless. They could barely eat anything by taking seasickness medicine specially prepared by Jiang Lin.

Fortunately, as the evening was drawing to a close, the ship finally docked at the pier.

The little girl immediately perked up, got off the boat, and even had the strength to help support her ailing father.

With her upper body mostly leaning on An Sheng and one hand slightly resting on Lin Daiyu, the weak and powerless Qingyin was undoubtedly the one who needed the most help in everyone's eyes, even in the heart of the young Lin Daiyu. Her father was now a great beauty who needed to be taken care of, and she wanted to grow up well, be her father's support, and make him happy.

With this grand dream in her heart, the little girl's strength in supporting her elderly father grew ever stronger.

Looking at her daughter, who seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, Qingyin was a little confused. What had he said to Pin'er? Why was she suddenly so energetic?

Standing to the side, An Sheng watched as the young lady struggled to help the adult up, and secretly cheered her on. Since the young lady was working so hard, he had to put in his best effort too.

As An Sheng was about to carry him away, Qingyin felt much better. He strongly refused their attentive service and started walking slowly on his own.