Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to City A. Our plane..."

Cheng Xihe slung his backpack over his shoulder and dragged his suitcase off the plane.

My phone rang as soon as I got off the train.

"Boss, you've arrived in City A, right?"

Bai Ce breathed a sigh of relief when the call was answered.

Cheng Xihe stopped in his tracks: "Is something the matter?"

"The guy who was looking for Yunshan Ke on the Spider Web has withdrawn from the list and put his bet on Finding Ghosts, fifty million, boss, that's half a billion, are you in or not?"

Bai Ce's face showed visible excitement.

Cheng Xihe: "I won't answer it, leave it alone."

"Fifty million, boss!"

Bai Ce's heart was bleeding: Boss, should we reconsider? Sell a piece of information for 50 million.

Hearing Bai Ce's raucous shouts, Cheng Xihe chuckled helplessly, "Are you that short of money?"

"No, we'll listen to the boss."

Bai Ce reported on the research institute's restoration progress and then hung up the phone.

"Ring ring ring".

Just as I put my hand down, another phone in my pocket rang.

The phone was so badly deformed from her grip that it was barely usable for answering calls.

"Feed?"

"Xihe, you've gotten off the plane, right? You're new to City A and don't know anyone here, so I asked Secretary Zhou to pick you up."

Qin Jian wore a smug smile, thinking how thoughtful he was.

"it is good."

Hearing that lukewarm, lifeless reply...

Qin Jian suppressed his smile: "I'll have Secretary Zhou take you to buy some clothes, then we can go home."

He held you when you were little, so you should be quite familiar with him.

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian felt that he was truly a forgiving father.

Not only did they not blame Cheng Xihe for being so cold, they also treated her well, sending her to buy clothes as soon as she returned.

They even arranged for someone she knew to pick her up at the airport.

We're still spoiling our child too much!

Cheng Xihe had no idea what Qin Jian was thinking. She pulled her suitcase to the arrival gate and saw a Mercedes parked in the distance.

A middle-aged man in a suit stood ramrod straight next to the car.

"Young Miss!"

Secretary Zhou's eyes lit up when he saw Cheng Xihe.

I saw a recent photo of the young lady in the news before. She is a cool and aloof beauty with delicate and pretty features.

Secretary Zhou quickly came over and took the things from her hands.

"Uncle Zhou."

Cheng Xihe nodded at him.

This week's secretary has been working for Qin Jian for over twenty years, and Qin Jian's decision to have him personally pick her up this time is considered a sign of respect.

After putting the suitcase away, Secretary Zhou opened the car door for her with a smile: "Miss, welcome back."

"Thanks."

Once in the car, Secretary Zhou's smile vanished instantly: "Miss, while you were away all these years, the household has been taken over by Zhang Zhiyue."

"Oh?" Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow with interest.

She knew about it.

She was even more curious about what Secretary Zhou would say.

Seeing Cheng Xihe's calm expression, Secretary Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Twelve years ago, the lady passed away unexpectedly, and the eldest daughter, who was only six years old, was sent to that remote place.

The man brought a woman home when he was less than 100 days old.

On the surface, he was the husband's capable assistant, but in reality, he was the wife's confidant.

Although he had not contacted the young lady over the years, he often kept track of her academic performance.

"That lady has a powerful background and is ambitious; she wants to control everything."

"She didn't go out to play cards today; she probably heard the news and is waiting for you at home," Secretary Zhou explained the situation.

It's simply that Zhang Zhiyue is not someone to be trifled with.

Cheng Xihe tapped the armrest lightly with his finger, lost in thought: "Where's Xiaxia?"

Qin Shengxia is her younger sister. The two sisters haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and she doesn't know how she's doing.

"The Third Miss isn't home; she's at her piano lesson," Secretary Zhou said, glancing at Cheng Xihe's expression through the rearview mirror.

Cheng Xihe frowned: "Third Miss?"

"Yes, when Madam Zhang married into the Qin family, she had a seven-year-old daughter, who was said to be born to her ex-husband."

She is now the eldest daughter of the Qin family, and has changed her name to Qin Ruosu.

"But don't worry, Miss, you'll always be Miss in my heart!" Secretary Zhou understood Cheng Xihe's thoughts.

The gentleman went too far; he unconditionally sided with the young lady.

"Qin Ruosu?"

Susu?

Cheng Xihe immediately realized what Qin Jian had been talking about that day.

Cheng Xihe took out a black phone from his bag and opened the Spider Head app.

The screen lit up, and she sent a few words: Investigate everything about the Qin family.

"Anything else?"

Cheng Xihe put her phone away and looked up at Secretary Zhou.

Seeing that she was in a stable mood, Secretary Zhou secretly praised her: "Over the years, Madam Zhang seems to have treated the Third Miss quite well."

"It looks like?"

Cheng Xihe narrowed his eyes.

"Well, my food and clothing are nothing out of the ordinary."

The young lady was intelligent from a young age, and she already understood many things by the age of six, which is why the master sent her away.

He was instructed by his master to keep an eye on the Qin family's company for the young lady, in order to prevent Zhang Zhiyue from taking advantage of the situation.

"continue."

Upon learning that Xiaxia wasn't doing too badly, Cheng Xihe breathed a sigh of relief.

Secretary Zhou: "Madam Zhang and her husband had a son ten years ago."

The young master is spoiled rotten by his teacher, becoming unruly and willful.

"Oh, he's a superhero?"

Cheng Xihe became interested.

What she likes most is beating up emotionally unstable people.

Secretary Zhou, sweat beading on his forehead, said, "Well, it's not that bad... he was just a little mischievous."

"It's alright, if they're disobedient, just discipline them."

Cheng Xihe's lips curved into a smile as she pressed her knuckles together.

again and again.

Secretary Zhou, who was in front, couldn't help but tremble when he heard the sound.

The young lady gave him a dangerous feeling.

"Any other news?" Cheng Xihe glanced at Secretary Zhou.

Secretary Zhou shook his head: "That's all for now."

"Um."

"Then, Miss, shall I take you home first, or...?"

Secretary Zhou asked cautiously.

Cheng Xihe looked at the bustling street scene outside: "Let's go buy some clothes."

"it is good."

Fortunately, Cheng Xihe's requirements were simple; he just bought a few sets of sportswear and that was it.

Secretary Zhou took Cheng Xihe back to the Qin family home before Qin Jian got off work.

The Qin family lives in the suburbs, in a large housing development, where this area consists of detached villas.

Not only is the location good, but the feng shui is also good.

The price is even more than six figures per square meter.

The Qin family's villa occupies several hundred square meters.

"Second Miss, please!"

Secretary Zhou smiled at her and pushed open the door.

Cheng Xihe, with her head down, was about to walk inside when she heard a sharp, piercing voice: "Oh, so you know how to come back, huh?"