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Shen Zhi was completely unaware of what was happening. She didn't have any other plans for the day. Perhaps because she was in a good mood due to her recent relationship, her creative urge exploded. For the first time ever, she went into her study, logged into her novel account which she hadn't used in a long time, and updated a completely new chapter.

When she finished writing in seclusion and came out, her phone had been ringing off the hook with calls.

Not only that, but as soon as I unlocked all the headlines and Weibo posts I followed, related keywords popped up.

#Shen Xingye's sister's painting was praised by Boss Chen

#Shen Zhi, how many more aliases do you have?

#Shen Zhi impersonating Master ZZ

Shen Zhi's right eyelid twitched. She wanted to click on any random entry to take a look, and just then, Shen Linchuan called her, so she answered.

The little girl's voice was anxious, yet tinged with a hint of coquetry:

"Brother, what's going on? Didn't Second Uncle say we shouldn't say things like that?"

"Baby, come downstairs first, I'm at your house."

Shen Linchuan calmly reassured her, and upon hearing his voice, Shen Zhi miraculously calmed down, as if everything could be resolved easily.

Shen Zhi froze for a second, then immediately came downstairs, her slender legs moving like butterflies as she nestled pitifully into Shen Linchuan's arms.

Shen Linchuan caught her steadily, held her in his arms, and took a deep sniff of the girl's neck.

Why are you running so fast? Be careful not to fall.

Shen Zhi skillfully wrapped her arms around Shen Linchuan's neck, and her long legs naturally encircled the man's waist like a koala, allowing him to carry her to the sofa.

Li Yan and Li Miao, who had been studying recipes in the living room, turned their faces away in annoyance when they saw this scene.

My heart aches and I feel terrible.

When have they ever seen Zhizhi act so coquettishly towards them?

They also want to be called "brother" by Zhizhi in such a sweet way!

Shen Linchuan pressed his large hand firmly on the soft flesh of Shen Zhi's thigh, his fingertips pressing down in a rounded arc on the soft skin. He carried her to the sofa, reluctant to put her down, and simply let her sit on his lap.

Looking down, he noticed her eyes were a little red, and gently touched her furrowed brows, asking:

"Didn't you sleep well? Why are your eyes so red?"

"Could it be that our baby cried after being scolded by netizens with just a few words? Hmm?"

He spoke lightly, with a hint of teasing Shen Zhi, but Shen Linchuan was already panicking inside.

He had already seen the online criticisms before he arrived, some of which were quite harsh. He had already arranged for his assistant to contact the online trolling company to handle the situation.

Some people criticized Shen Zhi for putting on a show and creating a persona, others accused her of faking it, and still others accused her of stealing other people's work.

All sorts of demons and monsters wanted to kick the little girl when she saw she was about to crash.

He assumes that others can't do what he can't do, causing his daughter to suffer injustice and becoming his punching bag.

Shen Xingye, too, how could he just leave the painting that Zhizhi gave him lying around!

Shen Zhi shook her head and said softly:

"I'm not that fragile. I didn't even have time to talk to you online before you came here... I was just doing something else."

"How did my identity as an artist, ZZ, get exposed? Didn't my second uncle promise me I wouldn't tell anyone?"

Shen Linchuan raised his hand to massage Shen Zhi's temples, who was resting against his chest. The pressure was just right, and the girl sighed comfortably.

"This was an accident."

"Old Chen brought his team to do a live broadcast. He didn't expect that Shen Xingye would put the painting you gave him in the corridor. Old Chen accidentally recognized your painting style and exposed you in front of everyone in the live broadcast room."

Shen Zhi listened obediently, raising her chin and looking up at Shen Linchuan:

"Then why do they suspect I'm impersonating Master ZZ? I painted this myself, why don't they believe me?"

Shen Linchuan chuckled, took the little girl's hand, and counted on his fingers one by one:

"Why don't you take a look at what you can do now?"

"A shooting prodigy, top-notch computer skills, even better than professionals, composing music, singing, and now he's also a painter under the ZZ Master. An ordinary person could enjoy the glory and applause of society just by being good at one of these things, but you can do so many things all by yourself, of course they're going to be jealous."

Shen Zhi pouted proudly, "What... Shouldn't a normal person's first reaction be to think I'm amazing? How could someone doubt someone else's abilities right away...?"

"Brother, I'm so innocent!"

Shen Zhi deliberately acted coquettishly and complained, which none of the brothers present could stand.

Li Miao and Li Yan, forgetting their own little emotions, came over one after the other to comfort him.

Li Yan brought over the small cakes he had just made, took a small bite, and fed it to Shen Zhi, coaxing her:

"Zhizhi, be good, don't be angry. Brother will take care of those troubles. Want to eat something sweet to cheer yourself up? Ah—open your mouth."

Shen Zhi angrily took a bite, her cheeks puffed out in anger.

Li Miao simply held up his phone and took a picture of himself and Shen Zhi together. With a click, the photo perfectly captured the girl's elegant profile.

"I'll clear your name right now. My sister from Sanshui, why would she need to impersonate someone else?"

"Don't!"

Shen Zhi propped herself up on Shen Linchuan's shoulders, pounced on him, and pressed him down to reach for the phone in the man's hand.

This posture somewhat disregards Shen Linchuan's feelings.

The man grunted, his large hand immediately protecting Shen Zhi's slender waist, afraid she would fall.

"Baby...slow down."

Ignoring the heat rising on her face, Shen Zhi grabbed Li Miao's arm and glared at him, determined to stop him from posting an explanation on Weibo.

"You can't post it! If you do, those old men will drive me crazy."

Just thinking about having to attend so many art association meetings and listen to them praising her gave Shen Zhi a headache.

She just wanted to be a carefree, free, and unrestrained little painter. What did she do wrong?

Li Miao, feeling rather helpless, bent down and patiently coaxed him:

"But isn't this annoying? They're framing you. You can stand it, but your brother can't."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't want to contact those people, your brother won't let them find you. But why should you let them slander and defame your honor?"

"Shrinking like a coward isn't the style of the Li family." Li Miao gently tapped Shen Zhi's brow with his index finger and gave her a playful push.

Shen Zhi was still a little conflicted, and subconsciously looked at Shen Linchuan. The man's eyes were gentle and tolerant, and he nodded at her with a smile.

"Third Brother is right. There's no need to be afraid to admit what's ours."

"My baby is just that strong. Let them be envious."

Shen Zhi hesitated for a moment, then handed the phone back to Li Miao and whispered:

"Alright then, I'll listen to you and Third Brother."

Li Miao took back his phone and looked at his sister's obedient and submissive appearance in Shen Linchuan's arms, feeling extremely displeased.

He clicked his tongue and muttered, "Who's his third brother? I haven't even acknowledged him yet!"

He walked away angrily.

Five minutes later, Master Sanshui's official account posted a Weibo post, a photo of himself and Shen Zhi, with the caption:

[Let me introduce you, this is my sister. If you say anything that upsets her again, you'll be getting a lawyer's letter.]