Qin Xiuchen looked at the students coming and going and pulled his hat down: "It disappeared after the old man died."
"She is indeed a direct descendant. Your Butler Qin might not know that she is here..." The agent said "tsk".
If you knew, would you be so calm?
Qin Xiuchen didn't say anything. He was not a direct descendant, but it was the old man of the Qin family who brought him back from the den of wolves and tigers, so he escaped the storm. If he hadn't been lurking in the entertainment industry, the Fourth Master Qin would not have let him go.
If it weren't for Old Man Qin, he might not have lived past the age of ten. It was not until his network of contacts was established in recent years that he helped Butler Qin find Qin Hanqiu.
The two of them didn't talk for long before they saw Qin Ran coming out of the gate with a book and a backpack.
There is a black headphone cord hanging around his neck.
The agent stopped talking.
"Sister!" Qin Ling took two steps forward and called her excitedly, his dark eyes brightening.
Qin Ran walked through the crowd and walked towards this side slowly. There were few people at the gate, and her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with an unconcealable restlessness.
...
...
Qin Xiuchen pulled up his mask and lowered his voice, "Get in the car first."
As the group was about to leave, three boys came running over. "Qin Ran, the professor said you've almost finished this exercise book. Can you lend it to us?"
The boy who was talking was wearing a black jacket with the zipper unzipped. He had a tall figure and a handsome face.
Qin Ran lowered her head, took out a book from her hand, and handed it to him: "I just finished writing it."
The three male voices were obviously familiar with Qin Ran and were not polite to her.
After the three of them left, Qin Xiuchen asked her as he walked towards the car, "Your classmate?"
“No,” Qin Ran changed her hand to hold the book, her eyes narrowed lazily, “A sophomore senior.”
“Aren’t you a freshman?” The agent took the car keys and looked at Qin Ran in surprise.
Qin Ran got in the car, took off the earphone on the other ear, and squinted her eyes: "Yes."
The agent sat in the driver's seat. He wanted to ask why a sophomore asked her for homework, but when he saw Qin Ran's cold and impatient face in the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but hold back his words.
Qin Ling and Qin Xiuchen set out the next afternoon. Because there were children and girls with them, Qin Xiuchen did not drink alcohol and only ordered drinks for the two children.
After dinner this time, Qin Ran did not ask anyone to pick her up, but asked her agent to take her back to the intersection of Beijing University.
This is a good sign. At least I'm not being polite to him.
Qin Xiuchen, wearing a big windbreaker, saw Qin Ran off the car and didn't dare to go beyond sending her home.
He just stood by the car, and when Qin Ran was no longer in sight, he gathered his coat and walked towards the car.
“Mr. Qin, your niece is quite interesting.” The agent took out a cigarette from his pocket and looked at Qin Ran’s back with some curiosity.
**
Cheng family.
Cheng Juan had not planned to come back for dinner that night, but because Qin Ran did not go home at night, he drove back to his family home.
Today is not the regular monthly family dinner. Cheng Wenru, Cheng Raohan and several stewards are sitting in the middle of the lobby.
Old Master Cheng sat at the front row, wearing his Tang suit as always, with a sharp look in his eyes.
"There have been some unusual developments in the capital recently," the head of the hall stood up and reported, "There are two people from the branch hall in City C who need to be transferred back. This year..."
City C is a mountainous area, with several large forces of the Cheng family. Apart from the capital, City C has the largest number of troops.
Old Master Cheng held the teacup in his hand. He looked at Cheng Juan, who was slowly playing with his cigarette, with a stern face and said, "You go this year."
"Dad?!" Upon hearing this, Cheng Raohan quickly stood up and his expression changed.
The phone in his hand was almost deformed by him.
As expected, the old man still dotes on his youngest son as always. Even though he can't do anything, he will give him the popular piece of cake in City C.
Everyone knows that whoever goes to City C will benefit.
The other hall masters looked at each other.
The man sitting on the chair had a calm look in his eyes and raised his delicate chin, lazily and casually, "I refuse."
Cheng Wenru, who was beside him, crossed her legs and looked at him, somehow maintaining her ladylike demeanor and not rolling her eyes.
Cheng Juan looked down at his phone. It was already half past eight. He estimated that someone should be back by then, so he patted his sleeves and stood up. "Dad, all the hall masters, I'll go back first."
Cheng Raohan put his heart back in his stomach and sneered -
Sure enough, it is impossible to help Adou.
Cheng Wenru looked at Cheng Jun's back, stood up, greeted Old Man Cheng and others, and hurriedly caught up with Cheng Jun.
"You don't want to take such a good opportunity? You're going to piss off dad to death!" She clasped her hands together and came at him aggressively.
Cheng Juan bit his cigarette, his face clear, "What's fun in C City? I'm not going. I'm leaving."
He waved lazily at Cheng Wenru, pressed a button, opened the car door, and sped away.
**
The next afternoon.
Qin Xiuchen and Qin Ling arrived at the airport in City C, and took the crew's car to a half-developed ancient town scenic area in the mountains.
After arriving in City C, he did not start working immediately. Instead, he took Qin Ling to visit the ancient town at the foot of the mountain. After asking Qin Ling and Qin Ran about their preferences, he bought a lot of local specialties.
Then he packed the things neatly into three portions.
The agent looked at the three gifts and had them put away. "Are they for Butler Qin, your niece, and Master Qin?"
This was not the first time Qin Xiuchen had done this. Every time he went to a place, he would buy some local specialties and send them back.
This time it was divided into three parts, probably for the three people in the capital.
Qin Xiuchen looked at the three gifts for a long while, his eyelashes drooping, and finally spoke: "No need, send them all to Butler Qin."
"Send it all to Butler Qin?" The agent was stunned. He didn't understand what Qin Xiuchen meant, but since he said to send it all to Butler Qin, the agent didn't ask any more questions and immediately turned around to arrange for someone to take care of this matter.
Qin Xiuchen returned to the room only after the agent left.
Qin Ling lived in the same room with him. He was unfamiliar with the place and he was worried about leaving Qin Ling alone.
When he went in, Qin Ling was playing games on his computer.
Qin Xiuchen found a bench and sat next to him. "Xiao Ling, I asked the housekeeper to send some gifts to your sister. Do you think your sister will accept them?"
After being together for such a long time, Qin Xiuchen already knew that the sister Qin Ling was talking about was Qin Ran.
Hearing this, Qin Ling raised his head from the computer.
He didn’t answer immediately, but opened WeChat and clicked on the first blank avatar that he had pinned to the top of the page.
[Sister, uncle wants to give you something.] 】
After a long while, he slowly responded.
【Um. 】
There was only one answer. Qin Ling looked at the word for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it meant. He flipped through the address book for a long time and found a completely black avatar.
I typed a bunch of words and sent them over.
Tinglan, Cheng Juan received the message from Qin Ling. He leaned on the sofa and looked at the long string of words sent by Qin Ling without any expression.
The expression in Qin Ran’s reply was clearly described.
After a long while, he replied:
【Remember to send it to school.】 】
He could naturally see that Qin Ran liked this younger brother very much.
Cheng Juan replied faster than Qin Ran. Qin Ling received Cheng Juan's message within two minutes.
He glanced at it and then smiled back casually.
Qin Xiuchen didn't look at Qin Ling while he was typing. He respected Qin Ling's privacy, otherwise he would have recognized the avatar of Qin Ling's message.
Got the answer. Qin Ling then took back his phone, "Sister doesn't like noisy people."
"Okay." Qin Xiuchen waited for a long while, but he didn't seem anxious. He just wrote down everything. "I'll tell Butler Qin to stop talking. Forget it. I'll write another note."
"Oh, that's all." Qin Ling retracted his gaze and continued playing the game.
Qin Xiuchen nodded and asked, "Does your sister have any other hobbies?"
There are many novel things in City C, and he had bought a bunch of them for Qin Ling before.
It was rare, since the death of the old man in the Qin family, he felt that he had no sense of belonging, but he was very attentive to these two siblings.
**
A day later, at eight o'clock in the evening, Butler Qin received the three things that Qin Xiuchen sent to the capital.
Butler Qin is currently studying this project with three programmers including Ah Hai.
This was the first time they had been involved in a project at the headquarters in recent years, and it was also a tense moment, so Butler Qin and his team were very concerned.
Ah Wen came in from outside, "Butler Qin, Sixth Master has returned with the stuff he sent."
"Send it to the old house." Butler Qin didn't even raise his head.
Ah Wen didn't leave. He frowned and said, "The deliveryman said that one of the packages needs to be delivered to the recipient in person."
"I'm very busy here," Butler Qin put down the documents in his hand, stood up, and pinched his brows tiredly: "What important things do you want me to deliver?"
"It's the address of Peking University." Awen looked down at the note and answered.
Butler Qin looked at the sky and reluctantly said, "It's late now. Let's send it tomorrow."
If it wasn't for Qin Xiuchen who spoke up, in this emergency, Butler Qin would never have left his home to deliver something.
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