An Hao eagerly carried the teapot and refilled Luo Qianqian’s empty teacup. "Second Uncle, would you like a cup? Sister said that goji berry tea is good for your health."

The transparent teapot not only contained a few green leaves but also floated with specks of red, looking quite nice. However, Luo Xihan always had a feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

Are kids these days really so mindful of their health? And do people who practice cultivation also pay attention to health maintenance?

After a moment of silence, they turned and left the room: "I’m going to practice boxing." Rather than just waiting around here, it was indeed better to exercise.

Luo Qianqian stood up and stretched her muscles, glancing at little An Hao on the side: "You all go with Second Uncle. Don’t just sit around, it’s bad for your health. I’m going to call Dad."

He Wenyu took An Hao to practice boxing together. There was no pressure, and they vigorously moved, even An Hao managed to punch with a sound.

"Qhianqhian..." After receiving the call, Luo Xinyue’s voice carried a hint of seriousness, surprising Luo Qianqian a bit.

"What’s going on?" Luo Qianqian asked casually.

"I have diarrhea..." Luo Xinyue’s voice was full of pain, "Is the yogurt at home expired?"

Luo Qianqian blinked in surprise, "I haven’t drunk it either, so I don’t know... But the last batch we bought was before we went abroad."

"I’m in a lot of pain right now... Oh, someone found you and came to me."

"Who?"

"Han Chen, still waiting in the reception room, what should I do?"

"The reception room at SQ?" Luo Qianqian was quite astonished.

"At Shangqi Club." Luo Xinyue quickly said, "I have to go again, you deal with it on your own."

Luo Qianqian shrugged speechlessly, told the family, and leisurely headed out, while the three people practicing boxing looked at her with a mournful gaze, but didn’t dare to say anything.

After all, Luo Xihan couldn’t leave this place, and He Wenyu and An Hao also felt embarrassed to say they wanted to follow, so they just watched Luo Qianqian leave leisurely.

Upon entering the Shangqi Club and stating her purpose, she was led outside a private room. It didn’t look as well decorated as her exclusive room, and even the waitresses seemed quite alluring.

Looking at the modernized high-slit qipao and the exquisite makeup, one might mistakenly think this was an... unsavory venue.

But thinking about it, such services might exist here, only that she hadn’t encountered them.

She opened the door and calmly said to the server, "Bring a pot of plain tea and randomly select three or four kinds of pastries."

"Yes."

Upon entering the room, she saw Han Chen, with obvious dark circles, looking quite despondent. She raised an eyebrow, "What have you done to get yourself into this state?"

"You’re back, huh?" Han Chen, seeing Luo Qianqian come in, seemed a little more spirited. He quickly stood up to pull out a chair for her, and then sat back in his seat.

"Mm, is there a reason you’re here?" Luo Qianqian asked Han Chen calmly, without any particular emotion, serene and composed.

Han Chen ruffled his hair, looking frustrated, "Someone from the Jimo Family is requesting that you come once."

"Come once? On what grounds?" Luo Qianqian looked surprised, then laughed softly and shook her head with disdain.

Not to mention that the current Jimo Family doesn’t have anyone she cares about, even if they did, she’s not someone who would immediately rush over just because they called.

Do they really think much of themselves?

"It’s not those people looking for you, it’s someone named Jimo Xiao who separately approached me, asking you to come. He looked on the verge of death... I, these days, have been looking for you but couldn’t find you." Han Chen looked innocent; initially, it had nothing to do with him, but the person found him and pleaded for him to deliver the message. What else could he do? Can you ignore a dying man’s last request? No...

Jimo Xiao...

Luo Qianqian appeared momentarily confused. Indeed, there was no one left at the base. Presumably, he had also left. But why would he return to the Jimo Family?

After all, Grandpa Kong and Jimo Cheng had already left that kind of Jimo Family, hadn’t they?

"Where... does he live?" No matter how she thought about it, Jimo Xiao didn’t seem to live at the Jimo Family’s headquarters.

Luo Qianqian’s question surprised Han Chen. Then he nodded, "Just in a courtyard, living with that lad, although they usually don’t communicate much."

So when the old man grabbed him, he almost got scared to death.

The old man looking thin and weak, face with skin crumpled like the bark of a centennial tree, the original visage invisible despite any amount of skincare.

"I see..." Luo Qianqian nodded, promising nothing, and instead looked at Han Chen, raising an eyebrow, "And the kid you babysit?"

"Him? He took leave recently too." Han Chen was taken aback, then hurriedly replied, with a touch of helplessness on his face, "Your brother hit pretty hard; he’s still whining about the pain, probably too scared to bully your brother again."

"So you knew he was bullying people." Luo Qianqian looked disdainful; was this educational approach really helping the kid?

Han Chen smiled bitterly. Could he say that if the kid hadn’t offended Luo Qianqian, he would’ve even been praised for it, without any reprimand?

"He’s not that bad, just seeking attention. But realistically, apart from me and the babysitter who takes care of him, no one else looks after him." Han Chen spoke with detachment. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"You’d think you’re step-parents, sabotaging the kids left by the previous occupant by elevating the current ones." Luo Qianqian shook her head lightly.

Upon hearing this, Han Chen remained silent, unsure of what this counted as, perhaps Luo Qianqian was right, perhaps they were indeed stifling that child.

After having tea, Luo Qianqian calmly followed Han Chen to the courtyard.

It wasn’t that she trusted Han Chen not to do anything, but she didn’t regard Han Chen’s capabilities highly, not fearing even if he dared to do something.

Upon reaching the courtyard, she saw a child playing with a remote-controlled car. When the child saw her, his eyes lit up first, then he timidly lowered his head, clutching his car and returning to his room without saying a word to her.

Calmly, Luo Qianqian walked towards the room Han Chen pointed to, and upon seeing the elderly man lying in bed looking gaunt, she choked a little.

"Old Man Xiao, I’m here."

Jimo Xiao exerted himself to open his eyes, and upon seeing Luo Qianqian, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I finally got to see you," Jimo Xiao’s voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, hoarse and full of vicissitudes, clearly not having lived well.

Luo Qianqian quickly poured a glass of water and fed it to him.

Jimo Xiao, looking at Luo Qianqian, struggled to speak, "Someone in the Jimo Family has done something bad."