Aunt Lan arrived at the villa first. This time, she took out a large brazier with the pomelo leaves she had bought next to her. Next to her was Assistant Wen, who looked embarrassed and dared not look at his boss's expression.

Although feudal superstition is unbelievable, there is still some truth to metaphysics. So he acquiesced to Aunt Lan's actions.

Seeing the car stop, the group got out, and Aunt Lan quickly spoke.

"Let's really get rid of these bad things this time. Nuannuan, step over the fire pit and sweep with pomelo leaves. Let's pray that we'll be healthy again."

Ah Cheng silently tried to move to the side, but was spotted by the sharp-eyed Aunt Lan.

"Acheng, come over and demonstrate." Aunt Lan's face was cold and her tone left no room for argument; today, they were all to step over this fire pit.

Ah Cheng had no choice but to glance at the boss, then step over the brazier. Aunt Lan swept it for him with a pomelo leaf.

When he turned back to face Yun Nuan, he smiled kindly again.

"Come on, warm up, and learn from Acheng."

Yun Nuan looked at Qin Yan, whose eyes also showed approval, and he gently nudged her.

Go ahead.

She stepped over the brazier, and Aunt Lan swept the pomelo leaves while muttering to herself.

"Today, sweep away all the unclean things. May the Bodhisattva bless you every day from now on, bringing peace, health, smooth sailing, and well-being throughout the four seasons. May you be blessed with warmth and happiness."

She swept the last wave and straightened up, saying, "All done."

Then he turned to look at the last person, Qin Yan. Standing opposite him were the bodyguard, Assistant Wen, Aunt Lan, and Yun Nuan, who was watching the show.

He rubbed his temples, strode forward over the brazier, and heard Aunt Lan speak happily.

"Ah, that's right, sweep away the bad luck, sir, your suffering is over and the future will be filled with good fortune every day."

Across the large lawn, some people looked on curiously. The brazier couldn't burn for too long, so as soon as the ceremony was over, Ah Cheng and his brothers extinguished it.

Not long after arriving home, Ah Cheng said he had already borrowed a boat and told Yun Nuan to get ready to take her out for a ride.

Yun Nuan, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, looked up and her mouth was slightly open.

"No." She was interrupted by Qin Yan before she could finish speaking.

“Ah Cheng has borrowed it. You don’t want to trouble him to return it, do you? Go on, Aunt Lan is going upstairs to get you your coat.”

Yun Nuan was actually looking forward to it; she had always longed to go out. But once inside the villa, she consciously told herself not to cause trouble for others, so she stayed at home obediently every day and didn't go anywhere except the lawn outside.

"But..." she tried to speak, but Qin Yan pinched her mouth shut, preventing her from opening her mouth. He was somewhat arrogant.

"No buts. I don't believe you can get into any trouble. What are you afraid of? Don't you want to have some fun? Even if something happens, won't you be happy?"

Qin Yan took the coat from Aunt Lan and, without saying a word, immediately lifted her gloves onto it. He was now very skilled at these things, even more so than Aunt Lan.

Finally, I put the hat on her head and patted her.

"Alright, go ahead. Ah Cheng got the water over there. I can see you from the study. Just call me if you need anything."

He bent down to meet her gaze, his delicate face and captivating peach blossom eyes fixed on her with an incredibly gentle expression.

"As long as you're happy, right?" The deep, magnetic voice tickled her ears. She reached out and rubbed her ear, which turned red when she let go.

Acheng led his men out, and Aunt Lan and Qin Yan stood at the door, looking at their daughter who was going on a long journey. They were worried, but they didn't show it on their faces. When the men turned around, they even smiled and waved.

"Mr. Qin, what do you think of this?" Aunt Lan asked with some concern.

Watching her walk with ease, Qin Yan felt for the first time that this decision was the right one.

"She likes it."

After saying that, Aunt Lan followed Assistant Wen into the study, and couldn't help but say something.

"Men who raise children are so carefree, it's terrible." He sighed deeply, went back to the kitchen to grab a bag, and prepared to go shopping.

For several days in a row, Acheng would intentionally or unintentionally take her out to play. When she was younger, they would all spin tops together, and when she was older, he would take her to listen to operas.

Then one day, Assistant Wen brought a pink bicycle, its color delicate, with a white basket attached to the front.

"Starting today, you will learn to ride a bicycle."

Yun Nuan was weak and listless. She had played frisbee today and started to pant after running a few steps, but fortunately her heart was not hurting and she was only jogging.

She suspected that Qin Yan wanted to wear her down. Her day was packed with activities, leaving her no free time to think about anything else.

"No, I don't want to learn." She refused outright.

The TV show on TV had changed to another one. The one she had been watching before had already ended, and sure enough, the male and female leads got back together in the end, which made her feel a bit like she had a heart attack.

Qin Yan crossed his arms and looked at her, asking, "Why?"

Yun Nuan pushed him away; he was blocking her screen. She raised her eyelids and said expressionlessly.

"It's tiring, and learning to ride a bicycle won't help me at all. Even if zombies come, no one will think about riding a bicycle."

Qin Yan was amused by her reason.

"You learned to ride a bicycle so that you'd remember it when zombies come?"

Yun Nuan: "What else would I do if I had to learn to ride a bicycle?"

This TV series is a bit crazy, but the main characters are all very good-looking, and even the background music is great. It's just that the plot has a bit of a crazy feel to it, and sometimes she even doubts the director's mental state.

Qin Yan: "Naturally, it's good for physical exercise, and you'll also gain a new skill."

Yun Nuan: "No thanks, I don't want it. Besides, bicycles are too pink, I like cool ones, but I'll only collect them."

No matter how Qin Yan tried to reason with her, she always had a reason to refute him. It seemed that the books he had been reading recently were about how to refute others. Helpless, he had the car put into the warehouse.

The professors in the Archaeology Department of S University asked many students for Yun Nuan's contact information, but they could only find a few people, and none of them had Yun Nuan's contact information.

The professor's already thinning hair is now even more worrying. As a top university, S University is full of talented people who can get in.

The archaeology department at S University only admits one or two students a year. Yun Nuan was the only student admitted that year. He only met her once at the freshman orientation and never saw her again.

He received Yun Nuan's application for a leave of absence because she was unwell and had to be hospitalized. However, a semester passed, and he thought she should be almost recovered, but then the phone number became disconnected.

He searched and searched with a long face, but there was no news. In the new year, there was no one left in the archaeology department. He looked at the students he had been teaching for a year and sighed.

Everyone else has students, why doesn't he?

He still didn't give up, only because Yun Nuan's grades were too good at the time, and she was really suited for this field, exuding an academic aura.

"Teacher, have you found my senior sister whom I've never met?"

Qin Shu brought his homework to the professor, only to find him still fiddling with his phone. The professor shook his head; he was used to it. He put the homework on the table.

"Teacher, you didn't just make up that senior sister, did you? Even though our department is small, you can't just imagine someone out of thin air."

The professor snorted. This kid has become more and more unruly after we get to know him. At first, he would respectfully call him professor or teacher, but now he calls him old man from time to time. This annoys him so much that he can only nitpick at his homework before the kid learns to change his way of addressing him.

"You think I'm like you, writing all sorts of wild and unrestrained things in my homework? You'll see when I find your senior sister."

Qin Shu shrugged, picked up the teapot next to him, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Then I'll wait."