While Qin Wei was talking to Xie Zhen, Qin Sheng was also having a video call with Fu Jingheng.
Qin Sheng had just finished showering, her hair still wet. While drying her hair with a towel, she propped her phone up on the desk: "What's up?"
Fu Jingheng: "...It's nothing."
As her fingertips brushed across the phone screen, the girl's lips, which were redder than usual because she had just taken a shower, tightened in her throat: "I just... miss my Sheng Sheng."
Qin Sheng paused before saying "Then I'll hang up," and softly hummed in agreement.
She recalled some lines from the idol dramas her mother watched together, and replied, "I miss you too."
Fu Jingheng was stunned for a moment, then chuckled to himself.
I couldn't help but tap her on the forehead through the screen: "Come on, let me teach you. Curl up the corners of your mouth and eyes, and look... well, like the look you have when you want milk tea. And sing it again in a high-pitched voice."
Qin Sheng: "...So much trouble."
She raised her hand to hang up the phone, but Fu Jingheng, who was prepared, stopped her: "How are things at home? Do you need your brother's help?"
Qin Sheng glanced at him: "How can I help?"
That makes it simple.
“My brother has a place under his command that is specifically used to punish people who have made mistakes. If you don’t want to lay a hand on your uncle and aunt, I can find an excuse to take them away and send them there later.”
As for whether he can come out again, that depends on what Sheng Sheng decides.
If she's worried about the Qin family elders and doesn't want to kill the person, then she can wait until his men have disciplined him before releasing him. If she doesn't want to see him again... then she won't see him.
That sounds pretty good.
However: "Let's leave it at that for now."
For people like Qin Hao and Hu Mengling, the current outcome is no less than sending them to prison, and Qin Sheng has no interest in wasting any more time on them.
But if they're still not behaving themselves after all this, then let Fu Jingheng take them away later.
Fu Jingheng understood, so he ignored it and asked another question: "What about your little cousin? Did you take him in?"
What do you mean she accepted it?
Although that's roughly the case, it sounds a bit strange when he talks about it.
She hummed in agreement and said, "I'll be adopted by my parents."
She glanced at him and corrected him, "He's the younger brother now."
Fu Jingheng had already guessed this outcome, so he wasn't particularly surprised. What he cared about was: "Is your younger brother more important than your boyfriend?"
Qin Sheng: "..."
After a long pause, he coaxed her expressionlessly, "You are the most important."
Fu Jingheng smiled and said, "So good."
She was so obedient that he wanted to pin her down on the bed and kiss her passionately.
He closed his eyes to suppress the rising desire, and gently rubbed the girl's fair face on the screen with his fingertips: "Dry your hair and go to bed early."
Qin Sheng glanced at him, paused, and couldn't help but ask, "Can't I use spiritual energy to dry it?"
Fu Jingheng: "...That makes a lot of sense, so why did you use a towel to wipe yourself?"
Qin Sheng: "..."
Why is that?
She seems to be getting more and more confused.
*
Although Qin Hao and Hu Mengling wanted to make a last-ditch effort, Qin Zheng's methods were too swift and decisive. They only lasted until the afternoon of the next day before reluctantly moving out of the Qin family manor and taking the opportunity to complete Qin Zhao's adoption procedures in one go.
On the third day, when Qin Sheng and Qin Zhao went to school in a car driven by Qin Zheng, the villa next door was already half empty, and even Qin Yanshu had moved into the old couple's villa.
Qin Zhao didn't even raise his head from beginning to end. It wasn't until Qin Zheng's car arrived at the entrance of Chunhe No. 1 Middle School that he slowly spoke up: "...Dad, I want to go to the third year of junior high school."
Qin Zheng had just parked the car when he heard this and paused for a moment: "But your age..."
Qin Zhao's lips pressed into a straight line.
Qin Sheng glanced at him and asked, "Where have you gotten to?"
Qin Zhao looked up at her, met her cool and calm eyes, and pursed his lips: "I've finished reading the textbooks for junior and senior high school."
Qin Sheng thought for a moment, then turned to Qin Zheng and said, "Take him to the head of the junior high school to take a test. If there are no problems, he can go directly to the third year of junior high."
Qin Zheng: "...Okay."
It wasn't until they got off the bus that Qin Zheng slowly came to his senses. He couldn't help but pull his daughter a few steps behind and lower his voice, saying, "The information we found shows that Zhao'er hasn't been to school all these years. Originally, my idea was to have him start from elementary school, or as your second brother said, he should start at the appropriate grade level, and if he falls behind, he can catch up later. That's why I brought him to Chunhe Affiliated Middle School. But to jump straight to the third year of junior high... isn't that inappropriate?"
Qin Sheng glanced at him: "The evidence on Grandpa's computer was sent by Qin Zhao."
Qin Zheng's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"
"How did someone who never went to school manage to hack into the traffic management bureau and the surveillance cameras at Qin Jiaci's villa, obtain evidence, and then quietly send it to Grandpa's computer?"
Qin Zheng: "...Wasn't it a hacker we paid for?"
Qin Sheng nodded his chin in Qin Zhao's direction: "He did it himself."
Qin Zheng: "...How did you know that?"
This time, Qin Sheng didn't answer him. She just glanced at him with a slightly complicated expression, left him with the words, "Dad, you'll be influenced by your surroundings. Take it easy," and then walked into the fork in the road leading to the high school.
Qin Zheng, whose intelligence was ridiculed by his daughter: "..."
He just couldn't help wanting to hear her say it herself. Couldn't you be more understanding of an elderly person with complicated feelings like him?
Did my sweet little darling slip through the cracks?
Then, an hour later, Qin Zheng left with even more complicated feelings, watched by the beaming Chunhe High School's Dean of Studies.
When they arrived home, Gu Yueming's heart skipped a beat when she saw Qin Zheng's blank face. She quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Did things not go well? The affiliated high school won't accept Zhao'er?"
As she spoke, she pulled two bank cards out of her pocket and stuffed them into his arms: "I told you to carry more money with you in case of need, but you insisted you didn't need it. Now look what's happened! Go and donate another library or lab building to bribe the principal!"
I couldn't help but start muttering to myself.
“I wouldn’t suspect you of keeping a mistress if you had the money, so why do you insist on me managing the money? Look at this,” Gu Yueming grabbed her hair and shoved it in front of Qin Zheng, but accidentally pulled too hard and broke three strands. She froze, heartbroken, “I’m almost bald from managing it all!”
Enraged, she threw her bank card on the coffee table: "I don't care anymore!"
“And Zhao’er,” she looked around but didn’t see him, “the affiliated high school won’t accept him anymore, why didn’t you bring him back, he…”
Her words trailed off when she saw the bank card handed to her. Gu Yueming froze, then kicked it angrily, yelling, "You can't even bear to give away this little bit of money?!"
Qin Zheng: "..."
His daughter is right; he probably really should keep a proper distance from this thick, black ink.
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