He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

Zheng Xingguang's eyes widened when he heard his sister say those words.

His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"sister……?"

He looked at his sister, then at the man holding the children's umbrella.

"What did you just say?"

Zheng Yueyao ignored him.

She took a step forward and tilted her head slightly to look at Bai Ziheng's back.

Her voice carried a certainty that she herself couldn't quite explain: "Is that alright? As a token of my gratitude, I'd like to treat you to a meal."

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Bai Ziheng's forehead, mingling with the raindrops on his cheek.

Ruined.

She must have recognized me.

What should I do?

His mind raced. Had she already laid a trap in her house?

Three A-rank operators were lying in ambush in the living room, and an S-rank operator was crouching in the kitchen.

The masked man was still hiding in the bedroom closet, ready to pull out another revolver and shoot him in the back of the head at any moment.

"I think we shouldn't."

He pulled the umbrella down a little, trying to use the rabbit-face grin to hide his guilty expression.

"I didn't do anything, I just helped you up. It was nothing, not even worth a meal, really."

"No, that's not right." Zheng Yueyao took another step forward.

Bai Ziheng took a step forward in unison, keeping his distance from her.

"Your back view..." She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze falling on his back.

That vague sense of familiarity welled up again.

"I recognize him."

"Sis, what are you talking about?"

Zheng Xingguang was completely out of touch with the plot and stood to the side looking completely bewildered.

"I don't know either, Xiaoguang. But I'm sure I know this gentleman."

Zheng Yueyao raised her hand and pointed to Bai Ziheng's back, her tone serious.

"And he is very important to me, he must be very, very important."

Zheng Xingguang gasped.

He abruptly turned to look at Bai Ziheng, and a murderous aura, even stronger than when he faced the woman in white last night, instantly ignited in his clear eyes.

His fingers had already formed the starting stance for the sword technique.

"What—what did you do to my sister?"

"Did you drug her? And then, while she was unconscious, did you—"

"Xiao Guang!" Zheng Yueyao's face flushed red.

"What nonsense are you spouting! Where did you see this stuff?!"

"Huh? No, no, sis, I meant that the anesthetic has side effects, it might cause hallucinations or memory confusion—"

"Did you secretly read some books you shouldn't have behind my back?"

Zheng Yueyao's ears turned bright red, but she still managed to maintain her elder sister's dignity and took a step forward.

"No! I didn't! I was just practicing my sword!"

Zheng Xingguang stumbled backward, his back slamming into a lamppost, the sword case clanging against the iron pole.

"Whose comic book with the incredibly revealing clothes on the cover was that under your bed last time?"

"No... Sis, why are you flipping through my...?"

Answer me!

"That's evidence! It was seized from an illegal publication den! I was just researching the criminals' methods of dissemination!"

Taking advantage of the siblings' infighting, Bai Ziheng decisively took a step and prepared to slip away.

"teacher!"

Bai Ziheng paused in his steps.

"Please come to my house, thank you."

Zheng Xingguang strode over aggressively, his youthful competitiveness and protectiveness towards his sister creating a menacing aura on his face: "My sister says she wants you to come to my house. I'd appreciate it if you could come."

Bai Ziheng turned his head and stared coldly at Zheng Xingguang.

He didn't use demonic power, but the innate oppressive aura in his eyes was enough to make the raindrops seem to freeze for a moment.

What if I don't go?

Just as tensions were about to rise...

Zheng Yueyao sighed.

"I'm sorry, I was being too presumptuous."

"I'm so sorry to have invited you to my home for dinner when I didn't even know your name."

"You just helped me, and I'm the one who's bothering you like this. It's my fault."

She turned to her younger brother, her tone hardening again.

"Xiao Guang, don't be so rude to people. What have I taught you?"

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No, you were the one who chased after her first, sister.

You said that the person's back looked familiar, so I just stopped someone for you.

Why am I always the one getting scolded no matter what?

Zheng Xingguang watched his sister standing in the rain, holding an umbrella, tiptoeing and looking again and again towards the street corner.

The raindrops dampened her hair, which clung to the back of her neck, but she was oblivious as she craned her neck to look at the street corner where no one had been seen for a long time.

Her younger brother stood behind her, holding it in for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"No way, sis, so you're taking your frustration out on me after your attempt to chat someone up failed?"

Zheng Yueyao turned around, a slight blush still lingering on her cheeks.

She didn't respond to that, but instead raised her hand to rub her temples, her brows furrowing again.

"Sis, you don't actually like that guy, do you? We've only met once. He's good-looking, but—"

"That's not how it is," she interrupted him, her tone carrying a hint of confusion that she herself wasn't entirely sure about.

"I don't know how to describe it... but I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

She paused, removed her hand from her temple, and looked down at her bandaged hand.

"He must be very important to me. But I can't remember anything."

Seeing her like this, Zheng Xingguang swallowed back the words of criticism that were about to come out.

My older sister has never been in a relationship since she was a child.

She's already in her early twenties, the prime of her life. Other girls her age have a long line of dramas they're watching, idols they're following, and guys they're dating.

Where is her sister?

They were chasing outliers, chasing action reports, and chasing how to get an extra field assignment from Uncle Chen.

Forget about dating, even if I talk to a male colleague a little longer, those gossipy people will say that I'm "just a pretty face who got the job through connections."

She just listened silently, never offering any explanation.

Wait a moment.

A sudden flash of inspiration struck Zheng Xingguang.

It's like that sudden enlightenment you get when you break through a bottleneck in a sword technique.

Ah! I have an idea!!

If my sister falls in love, will she be less willing to risk her life on the front lines?

Every day I think about dates, where to eat on the weekend, and what clothes to buy for my boyfriend.

How could they possibly have the mind to risk their lives against someone different from them?

When the time comes, I won't need Uncle Chen and me to persuade her; she'll obediently transfer to an administrative position on her own.

That's right, that's it.

This idea is absolutely flawless.

But here is the problem.

Is this guy reliable or not?

Zheng Xingguang stroked his chin, his eyes gradually sharpening.

He looks quite handsome, with regular features and a tall stature. His martial arts skills are good enough to last a few rounds with mine, which means he has a solid foundation.

but……

He always felt that something was off about that face.

It's not that there's anything wrong with my appearance, it's my complexion.

Pale, gloomy, with an air of detachment that seemed to have seen through the world's illusions always hanging between his brows.

How should I put it... he looks like he'll die young.

What if this guy gets into trouble right after starting to date my sister? Wouldn't that make my sister even more upset?

No, we have to investigate.

Not only do we need to investigate, but we also need to trace back three generations of our ancestors.

There are also political affiliations, family background, and social connections.

No background check standards can be overlooked for the family members of Special Administration Bureau staff.

He kept thinking about it and his thoughts kept drifting further and further away.

I almost asked myself, "What if they get married? Should I wear a Taoist robe or a suit to the wedding?"

Fortunately, he managed to stop himself in time... or so?

"Hikaru, let's go back."

"Xiao Guang?"

"Hikaru??"

"Sister, I want a niece."

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