"There’s definitely no danger, don’t worry!" Old Mr. Qin gently comforted her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
Their Ann had divine protection, and with their vigilant care, nothing would happen to her.
Old Mr. Qin wasn’t a superstitious man, but he often received prophetic dreams from his father.
When his precious granddaughter disappeared in the accident, a spiritually aware white goose appeared at home on the day she returned, and his leg miraculously healed.
All these events hinted that his granddaughter was blessed with good fortune.
Old Mrs. Qin, however, couldn’t completely set aside her worries despite her husband’s reassurances.
If she could, she would trade her life for her granddaughter’s lifelong peace and safety.
Qin Haochen didn’t keep the contents of the white goose painting a secret from little one’s six older brothers. Once they were all back home, he had He Yan inform them so they could be vigilant.
Qin Qianyi rushed to Bay Villa right after his class.
The roar of his motorcycle thundered through the sky as he sped along, coming to a screeching halt at the castle gate with a stylish drift.
He removed his helmet and casually hung it on the rearview mirror, striding into the castle.
Spotting He Yan at the entrance, looking like he’d been waiting for a while, Qin Qianyi didn’t slow down and glanced sideways, "Assistant He? Are you waiting for my dad?"
"Young Master Qianyi, I’m here for you." He Yan’s words made Qin Qianyi stop in his tracks.
"For me?!" Qin Qianyi quickly ran through his recent actions in his mind.
Seeing nothing amiss, he raised an eyebrow, "What for? I haven’t done anything wrong."
"The president asked me to inform you and the other young masters of something," He Yan paused before adding, "It’s related to Miss Ann."
Hearing it was about his sister, Qin Qianyi instantly dropped his carefree demeanor, furrowing his brow, "What happened to Ann?"
He Yan gestured for him to follow and led him to the study on the first floor used for receiving guests.
A few minutes later, a voice full of expletives erupted from the study:
"If I catch the man in that painting, I’ll beat him to death!" Qin Qianyi rolled up his sleeves, revealing his solid, veined muscles.
He suddenly turned, scrutinizing He Yan.
Talking about tall men, the Qin family had many. Even Assistant He was tall, not to mention all the bodyguards.
Any one of them could fit the description.
He Yan didn’t take offense at his scrutiny and, having completed his task, said, "Young Master Qianyi, if there’s nothing else, I’ll return to the castle gate."
"Go ahead," Qin Qianyi called after him, "Oh, and park my motorcycle in the garage."
"Yes, Young Master Qianyi."
After He Yan left, Qin Qianyi remained in the study.
He furrowed his brows, pondering the meaning of the white goose painting and comparing it to the people around him.
It was difficult without a specific face, an almost impossible task.
Suddenly, he clapped his hands forcefully, grasping another key word: "Car!"
The cars in Bay Villa’s garage could be related to the painting.
If they switched to motorcycles, Ann would be 100% safe in Bay Villa!
With this thought, Qin Qianyi dashed upstairs, shouting, "Dad! Dad!"
Just as he reached the second floor, one of the room doors opened from the inside.
Qin Haochen emerged, carrying the just-awake little one in his arms.
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