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The main hall of the house.

When Zhao Lin saw the car heading back on the surveillance camera, she went to the gate to wait.

The black Porsche came to a steady stop at the bottom of the steps. Zhou Lin quickly stepped forward, respectfully opened the back door, and carefully helped Qin Nian'an out of the car.

"An'an, what's wrong?" Zhao Lin noticed her daughter's red eyes at a glance, with tears still wet in them. Her heart tightened instantly, and she quickly stepped forward to take her hand, her voice full of urgency. She subconsciously thought that Chen Jun had bullied her.

Qin Jianjun, standing to the side, was even more agitated. He strode forward, grabbed Chen Jun's arm, his eyes sharp, and his tone like he was interrogating a criminal: "Did you upset my daughter?"

Qin Zihao frowned, looking at Chen Jun with displeasure, but he didn't interrupt his father.

"It has nothing to do with Chen Jun, Dad, let him go!" Qin Nian'an stepped forward, pried open Qin Jianjun's large hand one by one, and freed Chen Jun. Her tone was somewhat reproachful. "It's just that someone promised me something before, but suddenly went back on their word. I'm just a little upset. It really has nothing to do with Chen Jun."

Chen Jun gave a wry smile but didn't say anything.

He wondered if his father-in-law's decision not to make him kneel down directly in this situation was considered restraint.

Think about it, really.

Zhao Lin breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that it wasn't Chen Jun who made her daughter cry.

The group entered the hall and sat down on the mahogany sofa.

"Chen Jun, sit down for a bit, I'm going to wash my face," Qin Nian'an said as she walked upstairs. "Dad, older brother, you can't bully him!"

"Don't worry, daughter, I wouldn't stoop to the level of a mere kid!" Qin Jianjun replied with a smile. But once Qin Nian'an disappeared from sight, his expression turned serious, and the atmosphere around him seemed to drop.

He turned to look at Chen Jun, who was forcing a smile, and sneered, "Tell me the truth about why my daughter is sad!"

Chen Jun's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he thought: What a grand, fake official's airs! It's nowhere near as impressive as his father Chen Wenbin's.

He briefly explained the situation, emphasizing his constant companionship with Qin Nian'an during her practice over the past three months, which made Qin Jianjun's brow relax a bit.

A surge of immense joy flashed through his mind, and his father-in-law seemed somewhat relieved!

It's a good omen.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin handed a sliced ​​crystal pear to Chen Jun, her tone gentle, "Good boy, you've worked so hard these past three months, staying by Nian An's side all the time. It hasn't been easy."

Chen Jun was flattered and quickly stood up to accept the pear with both hands. "Thank you, Auntie. It's no trouble at all. I was just here with her. Seeing how happy Nian'an is every time she makes progress makes me happy for her too."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin's face revealed undisguised satisfaction and a smile, and she repeatedly responded with an "Eh," her eyes full of approval for Chen Jun.

She wondered to herself: When should these two children get married? Next year? Six months from now? Or perhaps a month from now? The more she thought about it, the more excited she became.

Just then, Qin Zihao suddenly spoke, his tone accusatory, breaking the gentle atmosphere: "Besides being there for Nian'an, what else have you done for her? Take this acting incident, for example. Besides standing by and watching her cry, were you completely helpless?"

The questioning froze Chen Jun's smile as he ate the fruit, instantly extinguishing the joy that had just welled up in his heart.

He knew in his heart that Qin Zihao was telling the truth. He really couldn't be of any help in this matter.

Although his father was the provincial governor, everything had to be done according to the rules. If the other party was involved in illegal or criminal activities, he could ask his father for help, but this kind of commercial contract termination was compliant and legal, and he had neither the reason to interfere nor any way to do so.

When his brother-in-law asked him this question, he suddenly felt extremely useless. Apart from being able to silently accompany Qin Nian'an, he seemed to be of no use at all.

Not only this time, but if a similar situation occurs again in the future, he probably still won't be able to help in the slightest, and he won't even be able to protect the person he likes.

"Yes." Chen Jun slowly lowered his head, his voice low and deep, frankly admitting his powerlessness.

After saying this, he let out a long sigh of relief, as if some of the burden in his heart had been lifted, but his body showed obvious signs of dejection, and his expression was much dimmer.

"Zihao!" Zhao Lin gently scolded him upon seeing this, then took Chen Jun's hand, patted it softly, and comforted him, "Chen Jun, don't take it to heart, it's okay. For the past three months, you've been able to stay by Nian'an's side and support her in her efforts, which is already very good. Some things aren't your fault, nor are they things you can control, so don't blame yourself."

Zhao Lin was genuinely satisfied with Chen Jun from the bottom of her heart.

She knew the situation at home better than anyone else over the past three months. Chen Jun did not look down on her daughter because of Nian An's ordinary status, but silently accompanied her all the time. This sentiment alone was enough to show his character.

Not to mention that the day before yesterday, he specially prepared a grand and romantic confession ceremony for Nian An.

Which girl wouldn't want her boyfriend to kneel down on one knee, holding roses, and solemnly confess his love to her?

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin couldn't help but glance resentfully at Qin Jianjun beside her, her eyes filled with envy and dissatisfaction.

This glance made Qin Jianjun's heart skip a beat. No, they were so loving last night. What did he do wrong to look at his wife like that?

He was questioning himself, reflecting on what he had done wrong recently.

Or is he being a bit too demanding? But Zhao Lin was clearly more proactive and preferred that relationship, so it shouldn't be like that.

He couldn't figure it out; he simply couldn't figure it out.

"Auntie, I understand."

Chen Jun raised his head and tried to put on a bright smile, trying to make himself look less down, but the smile looked forced.

Zhao Lin felt a pang of heartache seeing this.

Just then, a row of luxury cars stopped outside. Qin Zheng left the Cloud Top Building matter to Lu Cheng'an and returned with a group of people.

As soon as Qin Zheng entered the hall, he noticed the oppressive atmosphere and the strange expressions on the faces of the others.

He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "I came here today, what's wrong with you all? Did you bully this young man?"

"Grandpa, you're overthinking it." Chen Jun quickly stood up and explained sincerely, "It's just that I can't help Nian'an much, and I'm feeling bad. Nobody's bullying me, really."

However, his eagerness to defend himself only made things worse for Qin Zheng, as if he had been genuinely bullied but dared not speak up out of consideration for others.

Qin Zheng glanced at him but didn't dwell on the matter. He turned to the deputy steward and instructed, "Prepare for a meal, and ask the second and third brothers if they're coming back for dinner."

"Yes, sir." The deputy steward replied respectfully, bowed, and slowly withdrew.

Then, Qin Zheng looked at Qin Zihao and said in a calm tone, "Grandson, come to the study with me."

Qin Zihao's heart tightened, and he silently followed Qin Zheng into the study next to the hall.

The study door closed, and Qin Zheng sat behind his desk, looking up at Qin Zihao standing in front of him. He got straight to the point: "Tell me, what just happened?"

Qin Zihao repeated Chen Jun's words, and then added his own questions at the end.

After he finished speaking, he cautiously looked at Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke, his tone probing: "Grandson, tell me the truth, why do you dislike Chen Jun so much? Is it because you think he's not good enough for Nian An, or do you simply dislike him?"

He paused, then directly exposed Qin Zihao's deepest thoughts: "Or is it that you simply don't want anyone to pursue Nian'an, and don't want anyone to take your sister away?"

Qin Zihao was startled, his expression instantly becoming somewhat unnatural, his eyes darting around, not expecting his thoughts to be seen through.

He simply didn't like other boys getting close to his sister. No matter who they were, he would always subconsciously feel that those men had ulterior motives and would hurt Nian'an.

That's why when he saw Chen Jun confessing to Nian An that day, he subconsciously categorized Chen Jun as someone who "would hurt his sister" and targeted him in every way.

He just wanted to protect Qin Nian'an well, to prevent her from suffering any grievances or harm.

In his mind, this is how a qualified older brother should act.

Seeing his eldest grandson's expression, Qin Zheng knew he had guessed correctly.

From a young age, Qin Zihao had always been exceptionally protective of Qin Nian'an and extremely averse to other boys getting close to his sister; he was well aware of this.

He just didn't expect that this protective instinct towards his sister would be etched into Qin Zihao's bones. Even though they were both adults, this thought not only didn't disappear, but instead became his obsession.

Qin Zheng gently shook his head and sighed, "Grandson, do you really think what you're doing is appropriate?"