Outside the gates of Mo's International, Qin Sheng glanced around, then walked towards a silver-gray car parked in a temporary parking space, opened the door, and got in.

Qin Zhihuai, who had just instructed the driver to take the car up to pick up someone: "..."

The car was new, and the driver was someone he had just transferred from the Ancheng spy network. So how did his younger sister recognize his car?

An unsolvable mystery.

Besides the driver, there was a young man in the passenger seat, probably just over twenty years old, with a baby face, looking a year or two younger than Qin Zhihuai.

Seeing Qin Sheng get into the car, the baby-faced young man frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he suppressed it and continued to type rapidly on his laptop.

The car started slowly.

It was only then that Qin Zhihuai had the chance to properly see his younger sister.

It had been more than a year since he last sneaked off to see her at No. 1 High School.

He was different from Qin Muyuan and Qin Shi'an. Their identities were either in the shadows or in the open, so even if they occasionally went to No. 1 Middle School under the pretext of seeing Qin Yanshu, it wouldn't be too conspicuous.

However, as a public figure, if he goes out, especially to a place like No. 1 Middle School where young people gather, he could easily cause trouble if he is not careful. Not only would he have no way to explain it to his superiors if something happens, but he might also implicate Sheng Sheng.

Therefore, among the three brothers, he saw Qin Sheng the fewest times.

Looking at the girl so close to him, Qin Zhihuai's fingertips trembled slightly. He couldn't help but reach out and hug her.

It only takes a few seconds.

When Qin Zhihuai released Qin Sheng, his handsome face had returned to its usual nonchalant expression.

Her peach blossom eyes were shimmering with moisture, and her voice was languid: "Sheng Sheng, it's Third Brother."

Qin Sheng lifted her eyelids to look at him, then obediently called out, "Third Brother."

They're so soft, cute, and obedient.

Qin Zhihuai felt as if a giant hammer had struck his heart. If he hadn't seen a lot of big scenes, he felt he might have screamed out loud, clutching his heart like his fans.

"Ahem." Qin Zhihuai coughed twice to suppress the excitement in his heart, and pulled out a small reindeer strawberry cake from somewhere. "I've already asked my family to cook. Have a piece of cake to tide me over."

The snow-white cream cake is topped with two small and delicate deer antlers, and three bright red strawberries are placed upside down in the middle, making it both beautiful and festive.

A glint of starlight flashed in Qin Sheng's eyes as she reached out and took the cake.

Qin Zhihuai looked at the little girl who was eating cake with her head down, scooping up cream spoonful by spoonful, and his gaze softened. Even the corners of his lips curled into an involuntary smile.

How can there be such a well-behaved and adorable girl in this world?

More importantly, this well-behaved and adorable girl is his younger sister.

Hmm, I'll have to find a few good pastry chefs to make delicious little cakes for my sister every day.

*

After arriving home, Qin Zhihuai gave a few instructions to the maid, Li Sao, and then took the baby-faced young man upstairs.

"They said they caught someone and need to check some information. I don't know how long it will take. Let's just eat our food and send some to them later."

Gu Yueming turned around and saw her daughter, whose gaze was still fixed on the second floor. She placed her daughter's special little horse bowl and chopsticks on her spot as she spoke.

Qin Sheng said "oh" and lowered her head to eat.

However, because she had just eaten a whole piece of strawberry cake not long ago, and because she had other things on her mind, Qin Sheng only ate one bowl of rice before putting down her chopsticks: "I'm full."

Gu Yueming looked at her daughter, then at the little bit of rice left in her daughter's bowl. She seemed to have thought of something, her face turned pale, and she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

"Sheng Sheng, you...you can't be...you can't be..."

"no."

Qin Sheng interrupted her mother expressionlessly, then finished the last bit of rice in her bowl without any expression. After thinking for a moment, she resignedly got up, filled another bowl, and ate it all up.

Gu Yueming breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, saying, "You scared your mother to death! I thought you were so frightened by what happened this morning that you couldn't eat."

Qin Sheng, who had eaten a whole cake, two bowls of rice, and nearly half the meat on the table, was so full she could barely stand up: "..."

So, is she impure?

Thinking of the thought that had just flashed through her mind, Qin Sheng felt a little hot at the ears and avoided her mother's gaze, which was unusual for her.

"I'm going to see Dad and Third Brother."

She said something hastily and then got up and went upstairs.

By the time Gu Yueming came to her senses and wanted to say "Don't worry about them," the girl's figure had already disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Gu Yueming let her be.

*

In the study.

The baby-faced youth had a cold expression on his face, and his fingers were typing at lightning speed. But as time went on, his expression did not improve; instead, it became more and more serious.

Qin Zheng saw it, frowned, and finally stood up.

Qin Zhihuai was taken aback: "Dad?"

"I'll go find Sheng Sheng and bring her up."

Before Qin Zhihuai could ask why he had called Shengsheng up, he saw the baby-faced youth's already composed face darken even further.

He quickly blocked one of the opponent's attacks, and took advantage of the pause to raise his head: "Mr. Qin, what do you mean by this?"

Qin Zheng paused, looking back at him: "Are you confident you can stop them?"

The baby-faced young man, Ying Yilin, changed his expression, and his hand, which was hanging on the keyboard, tightened unconsciously: "I will do my best."

It was my effort, not my ability.

Qin Zheng glanced at him and started walking again.

However, before he could reach the study door, a rhythmic knocking sound came from inside. Qin Zheng's eyes flickered, and he quickened his pace to go over.

It was Qin Sheng.

The door opened, and Qin Sheng looked up: "Do you need any help?"

Qin Zheng nodded: "Come in first."

The study door closed again, but the atmosphere inside was no longer so harmonious.

Ying Yilin frowned deeply, suppressing his temper as he reminded him, "Mr. Qin, this matter involves China's secrets. If unrelated personnel get involved and the higher-ups find out, even you will have a hard time explaining yourself, won't you?"

He glanced at Qin Sheng, his dissatisfaction resurfacing because she had been slow to come down, making them wait for almost ten minutes and severely interfering with his performance. His tone became less polite: "Miss Qin, to avoid unnecessary trouble, please leave here immediately."

Then he looked at Qin Zheng and said, "If you don't trust me and insist on finding me a helper, then invite Old Master Lu over. I heard that he is currently living in the Qin family."

Qin Zheng frowned slightly: "Old Master Lu hasn't been feeling well lately. I brought him back to the Qin family so he could rest and recuperate. Please don't trouble him with this matter."

Ying Yilin nodded in understanding: "That's fine, I can do it myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piercing alarm sounded from the computer. Ying Yilin's expression changed, and he immediately disregarded everything else, grabbed the computer again, and quickly set up a defense.