"Wen Rou, mom believes in you. No matter what others say, mom believes you’re a good child. Representing the school as a translator and hosting foreign guests—such an excellent job must be exhausting. Are you tired? I’ve prepared hot water for you, take a nice bath and sleep well. What would you like to eat? Mom will cook it for you, okay?"
Qin Wenrou felt her heart settle back into place, her voice gentle: "I love mom’s noodle soup the most."
Mrs. Qin held her tighter: "Okay, okay. Wen Rou, from now on, mom can only rely on you... You must take good care..."
Qin Wenrou was sowhat moved.
Mom still loves her, but only relying on her? What does that an? What about Qin Xin? Qin Xiaoshuang?
Seeming to realize she had said sothing she shouldn’t have, Mrs. Qin quickly added, "Your heart surgery can be done in the winter break, but Xiaoshuang’s illness is incurable in this lifeti. She needs the support of you as her elder sister. As for your sister... sigh, let’s not talk about it, I’ll go make you so noodles."
Qin Wenrou was waiting to hear her mom’s evaluation of Qin Xin.
But Mrs. Qin stopped halfway through.
Her damned curiosity, it’s unbearable!
==
Qin Xin looked at the half-drawn wing on the paper, deep in thought.
She ssaged Hong Jingtian: "The Saint Sand Group in continent A, send the information."
Hong Jingtian: "Saint Sand? That’s a family business that rarely collaborates externally, very mysterious, but the dical devices they develop and sell are quite good quality."
Qin Xin raised an eyebrow: "They make dical devices?"
Hong Jingtian: "Yes."
Qin Xin: "..."
Interesting, a company that makes dical devices also modifies race cars for a racing team in continent A?
Anywhere out of the ordinary, there must be sothing amiss.
Hong Jingtian first sent over so general information: "Queen, check the official info first. I need so ti for the underground market info; it’s harder to find for these family businesses."
Qin Xin: "Okay. You find the information first. When you have ti, go there, and I’ll instruct you on what to investigate further."
The first image Hong Jingtian sent took her breath away.
It was the Saint Sand Group’s exclusive emblem.
Two "S" letters, like wings, hovering above the words "Saint Sand"!
Wings!
Complete!
Qin Xin lowered her eyes to look at her just-drawn sketch, that half-broken wing, lost in thought.
She was comparing the sketch and the phone image.
Suddenly, the screen flashed with an urgent incoming call, interrupting her drawing.
A call from Mrs. Qin.
Qin Xin frowned and answered.
She heard an extrely anxious and urgent voice: "Xiner, mom needs to tell you, sothing big has happened at ho, think of a way quickly!"
"What is it?"
Mrs. Qin: "Xiner, your sister got photographed in compromising photos last night. I’m worried soone might put them online and blackmail her. What should we do, can you ask Mr. Nalan to look into who did this? Warn them a little?"
Qin Wenrou and Charlie’s shaful acts were photographed?
Qin Xin raised an eyebrow.
Who did such a good job?
She coldly replied to Mrs. Qin: "If you don’t want others to know, you’d better not do it yourself. She’s not a child; she should face the consequences of her actions."
Mrs. Qin was choked but beca even more anxious, to the point Qin Xin could imagine the woman on the other end clenching her fists and stomping her feet: "Xiner! That’s your sister! You’re just going to watch her suffer without helping?"
Qin Xin’s tone turned colder: "I’m very busy, don’t want to see."
Mrs. Qin nearly choked to death!
Her voice rose a few pitches, almost breaking: "Now you have the ability, if you don’t help her now, there will co a day when you are down... and need her help, then you’ll regret it!"
When she’s down in the future?
What did mom an by that?
A touch of suspicion arose in Qin Xin’s heart.
[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Extra update on Saturday noon, please forgive the silly author for not clarifying hāo, nothing expected from Yun, just hope the fairies co pamper Yun every day!]
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