The system only arrives when you're old? Then let's create a super-rich family!

On the other side, in a cramped, dilapidated old rental room, Xu Qinghe lay on the bed, tossing and turning listlessly.

She kept checking her phone and fiddling with the teddy bear in her arms.

Unable to get a reply, Xu Qinghe sighed, tugging at the teddy bear's cheek, "Uncle, have you forgotten about me...?"

A thousand thoughts raced through her mind, and she wondered if she was just being delusional, or...

She turned her head to look at the black coat that she had specially taken to the wardrobe to iron.

Suddenly remembering how warm the coat felt against her cold body, she closed her eyes and recalled the scene of her meeting Qin Mao.

Lost in thought, Xu Qinghe soon became engrossed in her dream, a smile playing on her lips.

The first rays of dawn pierced the horizon, swept across the mountains, and illuminated the city's hustle and bustle.

His body's biological clock was instinctively awakened, and Qin Mao opened his eyes, habitually picking up his phone to take a look.

When he saw Xu Qinghe's message hanging above his head, he was slightly taken aback. He naturally clicked into the chat box and then subconsciously clicked on the other person's avatar to take a few more glances.

He couldn't see the other person clearly because they were wet that day, so he looked at them out of curiosity.

In the photo, Xu Qinghe has an innocent and carefree smile, and her fair skin gives people a comfortable feeling like a gentle breeze.

After glancing at it a couple more times, Qin Mao crossed out the enlarged image of the girl's face and replied, "Okay."

After waiting a minute or two and seeing no reply, he figured they were still asleep, so he got up and got out of bed.

After a quick wash, Qin Mao walked to the huge wardrobe, picked up a dark blue suit, and then awkwardly tied a tie, put on the suit and leather shoes.

He was used to wearing work pants and short-sleeved shirts, and he never thought that one day he would have to wear suits that only upper-class people wore, and these things were also a bit troublesome to put on.

He put on his coat, looked himself in the full-length mirror from all angles to make sure there was nothing seriously wrong, and then called out to the door, "Come in."

The door opened slowly, and a servant came to Qin Mao, picked up a spray bottle, and began to style his hair and do his makeup.

And to neatly tidy up any inappropriate parts of the clothes.

"Second Young Master, it's done." The servant reminded him gently.

Qin Mao looked up at himself in the mirror. He had a high, straight nose, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. His hairstyle was a mature and steady middle-aged style. Paired with a dark blue suit, a tanned complexion, and a tall, imposing figure, he exuded the aura of a successful and domineering CEO.

"Father, elder brother, sister-in-law..." Qin Mao arrived at the lobby on the first floor and greeted everyone on the sofa one by one.

Qin Zheng nodded slightly.

"Good morning, second brother."

Zhao Lin replied with a smile, and then began to instruct Qin Nian'an whether to bring this or that. She felt that these things might be useful, so she decided to bring them all and let the bodyguards carry the luggage.

The saying "a mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles" is vividly expressed in this moment.

Qin Jianjun glanced at his wife's worried expression, then at the suitcase that was packed full, and dared not utter a sound.

Ever since Chen Jun came over yesterday, he's felt his wife is acting strangely. Apart from being very enthusiastic during sex, her attitude towards him has become much colder, unlike the passionate days before.

This has led to him not daring to say a word in defense of his daughter.

Where did things go wrong? He couldn't figure it out.

Qin Jianjun's male mindset meant he was unaware that Zhao Lin was thinking about the confession ceremony Chen Jun had arranged for her daughter, which made her slightly jealous, thus causing her to fluctuate in her behavior.

Qin Jianjun had spent every day with Zhao Lin, so he could sense even the slightest thing about her, but he just couldn't figure out why.

He couldn't help but sigh: Women's hearts are truly unfathomable.

Qin Zihao pretended to be unaware and congratulated her with a smile, "Nian'an, you're amazing! This is a big director in the film industry. For him to choose your acting skills from among so many actors, this leading role is definitely yours!"

Qin Nian'an smiled, leaving herself some room for maneuver, "Brother, it's too early to say that. I'm just going to audition, and I don't even know if I'm suitable yet."

Despite this, she still longed to be elected.

Qin Zihao smiled without saying a word, and seeing his younger sister's beaming face, he felt happy too.

Qin Mao also learned from her words that Qin Nian'an had been noticed by a famous director and was going to audition for a female lead. He was also happy for his niece.

"Our Nian'an is so outstanding and beautiful, she's more than capable of being the leading lady."

As he spoke, he looked at Qin Zihao with a questioning gaze. After seeing the other party nod slightly, he understood and did not intend to ask for any more details.

He believed that his nephew would arrange everything for Qin Nian'an.

"Ziyang, I see your account has over ten million followers! That's impressive, no wonder you're a top internet celebrity streamer!"

Qin Mao saw that Qin Ziyang's smile hadn't faded as he kept looking at his phone screen, which displayed the Douyin interface, so he chuckled and teased him.

"Thanks to my second uncle's support, he deserves some credit for this number of fans!" Qin Ziyang replied with a smile.

He saw the number of followers on the account before going to bed last night and was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep until late at night.

Waking up this morning to find that I had gained over two million more followers naturally made me even more excited and delighted.

Seeing this, Qin Huirong recalled that her son had told her last night that he had broken up with his ex-girlfriend. Although she didn't know why, she respected and supported her son's decision.

Thinking of the pretty news anchor from last night, she looked at her son with expectant eyes, "Ziyang, I thought that news anchor from last night was pretty good. What do you think? Do you like her?"

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to Qin Ziyang, making him feel utterly ashamed.

"Mom!" he called out shyly, then glanced at Qin Mao and Qin Zihao, silently apologizing.

"My second uncle and eldest brother should at least pass before me, I'm not in a hurry." After he finished speaking, he looked at the two of them with eyes full of apology.

The two people who were named were dumbfounded, as everyone else's attention turned to them.

"Ziyang is right, Zihao, you're at the age where you should be settling down. Is there a girl you've got your eye on?"

Zhao Lin agreed with Qin Ziyang's words and turned to her son, urging him, "Other people your age already have kids who can run errands. You'd better hurry up, or I'll have Dad nag you."

Qin Jianjun seized the opportunity to chime in, "Your mother is right. Hurry up and find a wife. We're still waiting to hold our grandson."

Everyone loves watching jokes about being pressured to get married, but if the person being pressured to get married is themselves, then the smile will shift to someone else.

Qin Zihao wanted to delay a little longer, but after seeing his grandfather's ambiguous smile, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

"I see."

As for Qin Mao, there were three people who could urge him on the spot, but apart from Qin Zheng, it was not appropriate for the others to offer advice.

The situation in the Qin family is different now. Qin Mao's marriage depends entirely on his own wishes. As long as he agrees, he can get married at any time.

Qin Jianjun and Zhao Lin respected Qin Mao's wishes and would not bring up the matter on their own initiative.

Qin Zheng glanced at his domineering second son and thought that he would attract the attention of countless women if he went out for a stroll. He was certainly not short of potential partners, but he just didn't have the inclination for it.

After glancing at the mission's deadline, which was 28 days, Qin Zheng decided to give Qin Mao a few more days to regroup.

"Grandson, your second and third uncles have both decided on their future paths. After breakfast, take them to the Genting Building to choose their office floors."

As Qin Zheng spoke, he gave Qin Zihao a mysterious smile.

"Oh, right, Grandpa has also prepared a few personal secretaries for you. Go and interview them yourself, and keep the ones you think are suitable."