"Knock knock knock"

"Young Master, the four gentlemen have arrived."

"Let them wait."

Long Yanli reached under the covers and touched her feet, his brows relaxing as they finally warmed up. "Want to go outside and take a look?" he asked the girl. The girl didn't reply, but instead gripped Long Yanli's clothes tightly with both hands.

Long Yanli bent down to put pink rabbit socks on her, picked her up, and walked towards the living room.

"Holy crap, Long Yanli, you beast! How old is she?!" Qin Ji's voice suddenly grew louder.

The housekeeper was secretly delighted when he saw the young master carrying the girl out. This family was finally about to have a mistress. Of course, he would raise her himself from a young age. The young master was too wonderful.

Long Yanli bent down and placed her on the sofa, then stood up and sat elegantly next to the girl, ignoring Qin Ji's shouts.

The others looked at Qin Ji with mockery.

Qin Ji only had his little sister in his heart, so he immediately went to the girl's side and said, "Little sister, do you remember me? I'm the one who saved you that day."

"You're so shameless," Li Huangchen rolled his eyes at Qin Ji.

No matter how Qin Ji called out, the girl continued to play with the hem of Long Yanli's clothes without any expression.

“This is…” Junlin began, “She is in her own world.”

“Yes, she ignores everyone except me,” Long Yanli said to Jun Lin. “Can you tell anything?”

"This... I once saw a similar case at a WG Psychology Forum seminar. A man's wife was gang-raped to death by several men. The man killed all the men who abused his wife, but he still lived in pain every day because that day was his wife's birthday, and he was late because he was working overtime. He ignored the outside world and ignored himself. He did not feel pain when he was hurt. He had suicidal tendencies, but he did not want to die, only because his wife's last words before she died told him to live well."

"You might be the key to saving her. Spend more time with her, don't let her out of your sight. You could take her to WG, where they can better study her." (WG is a globally renowned psychology center, established five years ago, bringing together various authoritative psychological experts and special cases. Its founder, Wu Wang, is one of the world's leading psychological experts.)

"How could this be? Suicide?" Qin Ji said incredulously. "My little sister has always been very well-behaved."

"I heard from Wen Shiyun that the little girl hasn't eaten for days?" Fu Yiming asked gravely. "Have you considered how she got her injuries?"

Long Yanli couldn't even imagine what she had gone through. Why did she have to hurt herself like this? He looked at the girl with heartache, his eyes fixed on her, his gaze so deep it seemed he wanted to draw her in. "Go contact Wuwang and have him come to treat you personally."

"Third Brother, Wu Wang hasn't taken on any missions for two years, I'm afraid..." Jun Lin said helplessly.

"Find her, add more money, keep adding until she agrees." Long Yanli's heart and eyes are now completely occupied by his little girl.

"Um, what's this girl's name?" Li Huangchen asked a question that he had ignored from the beginning.

All eyes turned to the little girl, who just stared blankly at Long Yanli.

"Long Bao," Long Yanli raised his hand and touched the little girl's face, gazing at her tenderly.

"Hey, third brother, you're shameless! Why should I take your surname?" Qin Ji said, dissatisfied.

"Is this a case of giving her husband's surname in advance?" Fu Yiming asked with a mocking expression.

"Tsk tsk tsk, they really are inhuman," Li Huangchen echoed.

Long Yanli ignored them, took the little girl's hand, and led her for a stroll in the garden.

The villa is in a Chinese style, with carved walls and doors and windows, every texture of which has a long history. In front of the villa is a pear tree, and when the breeze blows, the petals flutter down.

Long Yanli led her to the pear tree. He had someone set up a swing on the tree beforehand. The little girl sat on the swing, and he gently pushed her from behind. The swing swayed slightly, and as it rose higher, the wind it stirred up brushed against her ears, carrying the fragrance of pear blossoms and ruffling her hair. The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, his smile pure and sincere. His eyes narrowed slightly, sparkling with tiny lights. For the first time in his life, he felt happiness.