Spoiled Sparrow

Su Jiaojiao's insults became increasingly explicit.

Ruan Qing showed no fear and walked up to her: "You publicly ruined my reputation. Do you know the consequences of maliciously spreading rumors?"

"Speak to my lawyer if you have anything to say."

She stood up, looked at the crowd of onlookers, said nothing more, turned and left, leaving Su Jiaojiao on the ground in helpless rage.

He Xunnan witnessed all of this, and said a few words before leaving. Those in the crowd who were recording with their phones wisely put them down.

As Ruan Qing walked out of the alley, she noticed that He Xun Nan was still behind her.

She turned around and said, "Thank you for your help earlier."

"It's nothing."

Just as Ruan Qing was feeling a bit awkward, Feng Xiao called, and she answered it in front of He Xunnan.

An anxious voice came from the other end: "Are you alright? I heard Su Jiaojiao went to cause you trouble, and I'm on my way."

"It's alright, you don't need to come over, the matter has been resolved."

"That won't do. To be honest, it's my fault. Who told her to come to the club crying and making a scene..."

Ruan Qing was a little tired: "It's really nothing, I have to go now."

She hung up the phone after saying that.

He Xun Nan didn't linger: "Ms. Ruan, I won't bother you any longer. Remember to come to the company for testing tomorrow. Would it be convenient to exchange contact information?"

"it is good."

When she got home, she lit an incense stick and sat back on the sofa.

I opened my email to check the emails sent that afternoon.

She loves fashion design, and the seed of becoming an independent designer was planted the moment she developed a professional mindset.

She had already received many offers she liked before she even graduated, but as long as she developed her career in this city, she would inevitably live under Fu Chen's interference and surveillance.

So she had to leave.

Although she knew that she wouldn't get a reply to the email so quickly, she still opened the attachments she had prepared and sent.

It contains works that she has not published in the past two years.

She looked at her artwork and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning.

Ruan Qing arrived at the AI ​​face recognition testing department as promised.

As soon as I entered, a well-dressed man came to greet me.

"Ms. Ruan, I am Mr. He's personal assistant, Han Feng."

Ruan Qing nodded politely in response and followed her assistant into the company.

There were hardly any employees along the way; even the entrance was staffed with smart robots.

The strong black, white, and gray technological feel inspired her.

After passing through a corridor that resembled a time tunnel, Ruan Qing finally arrived at the testing site.

Unlike the outside, this place is designed in vibrant colors, and the entire laboratory is divided into four areas: childhood, youth, middle age, and old age.

Each scene is imbued with a strong humanistic touch, contrasting sharply with the emerging technological feel of the exterior.

Her eyes lit up as soon as she entered the place.

He Xunnan stood in the middle wearing a black trench coat, exuding a composed and mature husband vibe, which was abrupt but eye-catching.

Ruan Qing noticed him immediately, "President He."

He Xun Nan nodded and beckoned to her: "Come here."

He pointed to the camera that collects facial information and explained the process: "Just face the camera, and the voice prompts you to make the corresponding expressions according to the instructions. You just need to cooperate."

"OK, no problem, let's begin."

The test started quickly and ended smoothly in less than ten minutes. Ruan Qinghao was quite looking forward to seeing what she would look like in her old age.

She asked curiously, "Mr. He, when will the results be available? Could you send me a copy then?"

"It'll be quick, thirty minutes. You can look around and see if there's anything that interests you; you can try it anytime."

He Xun Nan's eyes were gentle and clear, and talking to him gave one a very calm feeling.

For some reason, she felt very reassured about He Xunnan.

It's hard to explain, hard to define.

Han Feng introduced Ruan Qing to various applications of artificial intelligence, speaking fluently and fluently, every minute packed with valuable information.

Hearing the rest, Ruan Qing was already feeling a bit dizzy.

As Ruan Qing passed by the cochlear implant testing area for young children, a little girl who looked about four years old ran towards her.

He grabbed her leg and mumbled, "It's Mommy!"

The little girl spoke in a childish, babyish voice, and Ruan Qing thought she had misheard. It wasn't until she kept repeating those three words that she realized the little girl seemed to have mistaken her for her mother.

Han Feng squatted down and hugged her: "Youyou, come here and let Uncle give you a hug."

Ruan Qing got goosebumps when the male voice suddenly turned into a lisp.

Despite the assistant's best efforts to coax her, the little girl named Youyou still clung to Ruan Qing's leg and wouldn't let go.

"Mommy, Mommy...hug."

Han Feng looked at Ruan Qing with a pleading expression, so she had no choice but to pick up the child using the same method as holding a cat.

Having lived for over twenty years, this was the first time she had ever held a baby. She hadn't realized that there was a difference between a baby and a cat. She lost her balance with one hand and fell backward.

Fortunately, He Xunnan appeared in time and caught her waist, preventing her from falling down with the child.

Ruan Qing was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Daddy~"

"Mommy~"

When Youyou called out He Xunnan's name in a childish voice, Ruan Qing broke out in a cold sweat even more.

No wonder he exudes the aura of a married man; it turns out his child is already so grown up.

It makes perfect sense, it makes perfect sense.

He Xunan took the child back from Ruan Qing's arms, "I'm sorry, the child is too young to understand."

Ruan Qing smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, he's just a kid, it'll be fine."

He Xunnan handed the child to Han Feng, "The results are in, want to see them now?"

"sure."

Ruan Qing followed He Xun Nan to his office, where a stack of printed photos was already laid out on the table.

Ruan Qing picked up one of the photos and couldn't help but marvel at the power of technology. The artificial intelligence-generated childhood image was almost 99% similar to her own appearance.

"Mr. He, I now believe that your project can truly help abducted families find their loved ones."

She handed him several photos from when she was a child, saying, "These are exactly what I looked like as a child, you could say they're identical."

As she spoke, she excitedly picked up a photo from her later years.

She was completely absorbed in the moment and didn't notice that He Xunnan's gaze on her face never left her.

The veins on his hand bulged as he gripped the photo tightly, and the emotions surging in his eyes were almost overflowing.

The moment Ruan Qing turned around, he immediately suppressed his emotions and hid the turmoil in his eyes.

"Mr. He, may I take these photos with me?"

"sure."

Ruan Qing, who was initially wary of He Xun Nan, now wants to join this charity project.

On the way home, He Xunnan readily agreed to her request.

"Goodbye, Mr. He."

He Xunnan watched her light-footed figure through the car window, a gentle smile overflowing in his eyes, as if emotions suppressed for many years were finally pouring out.

Ruan Qing hummed a song happily as she pushed open the door.

The warm lights in the house turned on, and the cheerful melody came to an abrupt end.

Fu Chen, who was originally away on a business trip, sat quietly in the center of the living room.

Their eyes met, and a scrutinizing smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Fu Chen's eyes were dark as he slowly walked towards her, leaning down to whisper in her ear:

"How did that other guy seduce you?"