Old Mrs. Qin lightly glared at her husband, then turned to her son, saying, "It’s just buying a dress; there’s no need for you to go with us. You don’t want to make money, but we still want to."
Old Mrs. Qin stopped there, not saying anything further, implying that their precious granddaughter also had shares in Qin Corporation; it didn’t matter if he didn’t earn, but she couldn’t not earn.
After being glared at by her, Old Mr. Qin immediately restrained himself, agreeing, "Little Jin is right; Haochen, don’t treat Qin Corporation as a joke."
With each of the elderly couple saying a sentence, Qin Haochen had nothing to retort and ultimately could not "skip work" successfully.
Though Qin Sui’an was very reluctant to part with her dad, she still smiled sweetly as she saw him off to the car, watching until the familiar vehicle disappeared from view.
Old Mrs. Qin couldn’t bear to see her granddaughter feeling even a little sad, quickly calling her husband to arrange the car; they were also going out to buy a new dress.
In fact, they could have directly sent the latest dresses to Bay Villa, but Old Mrs. Qin wanted to enjoy the experience of shopping with her granddaughter, so she personally took her out.
Old Mr. Qin’s role today was to be the bag carrier, while Old Mrs. Qin was responsible for taking Qin Sui’an around to shop.
What started as a plan to buy a dress for the banquet ended with Old Mr. Qin’s hands full, along with several bodyguards also carrying shopping bags.
Bai Zhou’s birthday banquet was set at the Bai family mansion for six o’clock in the evening.
Qin Haochen entrusted the company affairs to He Yan and managed to return to Bay Villa by four in the afternoon to help little one get ready.
When he arrived back at Bay Villa, Qin Sui’an was in the living room with her grandmother, admiring her new dresses.
The bodyguards had carefully hung all the new dresses neatly on hangers for them to choose from.
Hearing movement from outside, Qin Sui’an turned her little head toward the door, glancing at the clock on the wall.
She blinked her round eyes in confusion, seemingly doubting whether she had misheard; her dad shouldn’t have gotten off work yet at this hour.
Old Mrs. Qin noticed her granddaughter’s expression and curiously asked, "Ann, what’s wrong?"
"Grandma, I think I heard Daddy’s voice," Qin Sui’an said, still uncertain. "I’ll go see if I heard wrong~"
Saying this, she started to run out of the living room with her little legs, full of anticipation.
Old Mrs. Qin hurriedly coaxed, "Slow down, slow down, no rush."
Qin Sui’an slowed down a little, but in the blink of an eye, she was out of the living room and at the entrance of the castle.
On the main road leading to Bay Villa, a tall figure was striding toward the castle, accompanied by a bodyguard who was reporting in a low voice.
"President, Miss Ann is still choosing a dress for the evening banquet, the old lady is with her, and the old gentleman is trying on his suit..."
Qin Haochen didn’t slow his pace at all; despite the circumstances, his voice and breath remained steady, "Did anything happen outside today?"
The bodyguard immediately replied, "No, President, everything is normal."
"Good."
With the brief report done, Qin Haochen quickened his steps.
Suddenly, a small figure caught his eye, standing at the entrance of the castle.
There was a distance between them, making it hard for Qin Haochen to see clearly, but his lips already began to curl up, and his mood inexplicably lifted.
"Ann!"
He quickened his pace, reaching the castle entrance as fast as he could and bending down to scoop little one into his arms.
Qin Sui’an smiled joyfully, "Daddy got off work so early today!"
"Yeah, I left work early." Qin Haochen’s expression softened as he held her, gently stroking her hair, "Have you chosen your dress yet?"
"Not yet~" Qin Sui’an shook her little head and honestly said, "As soon as I heard Daddy’s voice, I ran out. Grandma is still in the living room helping me choose."
"Good girl." Qin Haochen’s smile deepened as he stepped inside the castle, heading toward the living room.
Old Mrs. Qin had picked out three dresses, while the rest were left for the bodyguards to return to Ann’s room.
Seeing the father and daughter return, she chuckled helplessly, "Ann really has sharp ears; you hadn’t even arrived yet, and she already heard your voice."
Qin Sui’an pouted her lips shyly, embarrassedly rubbing her little ears.
Qin Haochen looked at her with affection, "Ann is really amazing."
Old Mrs. Qin knew that once they started being sweet with each other, it would never end, so she interrupted them in advance, "Let’s choose a dress first. I’ve contacted the stylist who did Ann’s styling at the last banquet; she’ll be here in half an hour."
Qin Haochen didn’t waste any more time; this was a banquet little one wanted to attend, and he wouldn’t "hold her back."
After little one chose the dress she wanted to wear for the evening banquet, Old Mrs. Qin instructed the staff to buy more dresses in the same color scheme, preferably ones that looked like family dresses.
Qin Haochen’s thoughts aligned with Old Mrs. Qin’s, and he immediately instructed the bodyguards to find similar outfits.
Although time was tight, as long as the money was there, everything could be arranged.
Several of Qin Sui’an’s brothers also expressed their desire to attend the banquet with Ann, but were promptly dissuaded by Old Mrs. Qin, and in the end, the two who won the rock-paper-scissors game would go with her.
Qin Lvzheng and Qin Niexun successfully defeated their eldest brother, second brother, fifth brother, and sixth brother to secure their spots.
When the stylist for Qin Sui’an arrived at Bay Villa, her third and fourth brothers had also finished their work and returned to get ready.
Qin Lvzheng, who often wore formal attire, quickly tidied himself up and came downstairs to find his sister sitting obediently on the sofa, allowing the stylist to do her hair.
To show off the "hard-fought" opportunity he had won, Qin Lvzheng frequently held up his phone to take pictures of his sister, directly sending the freshly taken photos to their brothers’ group chat.
With each photo sent, there were envious and jealous comments in the group:
[Qin Fujia: ......]
[Qin Yanyi: Little sister is a good sister; who’s holding the phone?]
[Qin Yaoyu: Third brother, I advise you to be kind.]
[Qin Qianyi: Third brother, you’ve changed! No longer pure and cute! You’ve become so manipulative! If I hadn’t messed up my punch, I would have gone with Ann! Don’t be too arrogant, third brother!]
Qin Lvzheng enjoyed watching them be envious and jealous yet unable to do anything about it; it felt even more satisfying than winning a lawsuit.
Qin Niexun didn’t often wear suits; his work attire was either various professional uniforms or low-key plain clothes.
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