?Reading on mobile phone As Qin Feng departed from the Old Third Street Police Station, Shu Yajing went upstairs to find He Muqing looking furious. No need to ask—definitely no agreement reached. Usually, she’d keep her distance, avoiding any direct contact with the lovely He, but she still approached cautiously, asking, “Head, what now?” He Muqing suddenly regained her spark and smiled, saying, “Nothing to do—since things are now taking shape, that’s the best proof of our work. Starting tomorrow, no, starting now, your task is simply to take me on sightseeing tours of historical and cultural landmarks, plus shopping!” Shu, the alert officer, was stunned—wasn’t the elegant leader now completely flustered? He Muqing patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t worry—every expense will be covered by me. You just need to decide where we go each day. Isn’t that enough for you?” "A fool would never agree—Shu, the police officer, has long wanted to add a few autumn outfits to her wardrobe, but due to her busy schedule, she's been putting it off. Now that someone's offering to pay, what's there to be polite about? Let's go straight to the luxury specialty store! Over several days, the two women have been wildly busy with travel and shopping. For Qin Feng, these days have moved a bit slowly, though overall, things have remained calm and steady. As a precaution, he comes to Qin's Headquarters every day to ensure Mei Hui's safety, so as not to risk someone making a move against her and creating a situation where he'd hesitate to act. In reality, most of the time he spends in his own office practicing his qi. Of course, when his six senses are exceptionally sharp, he also pays attention to other staff—such as whether the paper towels in the restroom on the ground floor are sufficient or if any faucets are malfunctioning. Tapping... tapping... tapping... The sound of high heels on the floor comes through, and from the rhythm of the steps and the weight of each heel strike, it's clear that the person making the sound is making their first appearance on this Soon, a young woman stood before his office door. Ding-ding-ding… the knock echoed as Qin Feng finished his qi cultivation. Since the incident last time, he had carefully studied the scroll in his mind, mastering the ability to stop cultivating at any moment, and had taught this skill to his beautiful, elegant CEO, Mei Hui. "Come in!" he said warmly, opening his eyes. Click... creak... The door was pushed open from the outside, and Fang Fang stood there gracefully, wearing a light-colored office dress, holding a lunch box in her hands. "Fang Fang, come in!" Qin Feng beamed, genuinely missing the pure, lovely woman these days. After all, he and Mei Hui were in their honeymoon phase—so close, so devoted, they couldn't seem to spend enough time apart. As soon as they returned home, they rushed straight to bed, eager to explore the process of creating a family. Of course, they were deeply focused on the journey, but showed absolutely no interest in the outcome. This naturally left Fang Fang, who had been working as an office clerk at the building materials company, somewhat sidelined. She had no complaints—after all, to move from the branch office to the headquarters, she would have to settle all her current responsibilities, which kept her very busy. Today marked her very first day at the headquarters. Acting on the principle that "politeness goes a long way," her parents, Fang Yuan and Li Ru, spent all night preparing over a dozen delicious fish buns, which they sent to the company for her colleagues to enjoy. With the delightful fish buns, she quickly became familiar with the other assistants, and even Mei Hui gave her a big thumbs-up, repeatedly praising the taste. Fang Fang especially reserved a portion for Qin Feng, delivering it during the interim period before he assigned her specific duties. Qin Feng, with his keen sense of smell, immediately detected the fresh aroma of the fish buns and, turning to her who was still standing at the door, said, "Come in! I'm just hungry—I'm truly grateful, Fang Fang. Qin Feng feels he's growing more and more dependent on you." Fang Fang blushed slightly and walked over with her lunch box, placing it in front of him. She had also thoughtfully prepared chopsticks. Opening the lid, Qin Feng devoured the fish buns with great enthusiasm—fresh, firm, and satisfying with a pleasant chewiness, far surpassing the so-called world-class Japanese cuisine he had heard about. The entire box was quickly consumed. With a satisfied wipe of his lips, he turned to the somewhat reserved, pure-looking woman and said, "This is absolutely delicious. I'd love to have Fang Uncle prepare more like this in the future. Fang Fang, what's wrong? Are you unwell, or not used to the environment here?" Fang Fang shook her head, remaining silent, her mouth increasingly pouting. Qin Feng quickly stood up, reaching out to take her hand, only to be gently sidestepped. "Then what's going on?" Qin Feng thought—hadn't he done anything to upset her? They had been chatting warmly just the day before. The pure and graceful young woman raised her head, speaking in a hesitant tone, softly asking, "Qin Feng, everyone says you've been together with... with Mei Zong. Is that true?" While serving fish buns earlier, the group had been busy chatting, and Qin Feng and Mei Hui had become the center of most of their conversations. Qin, the young noble, was taken aback—ah, it was about this! The young woman was clearly feeling jealous. He smiled gently and replied, "This matter has both truth and elements of fiction. Still, I don't think it will affect our personal relationship, do you agree?" Fang Ping, her eyes steady, added, "All I want to know is whether it's true or just a rumor." A girl who values accuracy is exactly the type Qin Feng admires—she was truly endearing at this moment. Lying would be difficult, for once the paper is exposed to fire, it can't hold its shape. Even if he denied it, Fang would surely go to Mei Hui to verify the facts. Then he'd have to disappoint two people. So, honesty was the best course of action. He said seriously, "It's true. I've already established a romantic relationship with Mei." Fang Fang was startled, her eyes glistening with tears. Although she had known Qin Feng for only a short time, and their relationship had remained limited to just holding hands—never quite breaking through the final barrier—she had, in her traditional nature, always regarded him as her beloved. Now, her beloved was saying he had formed a romantic bond with another woman, and that woman was her own superior. She opened her mouth, but her words fell short of her feelings, saying only, "I wish you and Mei all the happiness..." If it were any other girl, Fang Fang might have felt a sense of fair competition. But with Mei Hui, in terms of status, intelligence, and emotional intelligence, she was fully aware that she simply wasn't her match. "What nonsense!" Qin Feng interrupted without hesitation, embracing her warmly and speaking gently, "Wishing someone else happiness is truly heartbreaking. Why not wish for your own happiness? What do you think?" Fang Fang began to struggle instinctively, but her arms were like iron bands, firmly locked in place and utterly immovable. In a voice tinged with tears, she said, "Qin Feng, you've already been with Mei Director. Why keep treating me this way? Please let go. If people see this, it won't be good for your reputation." What a lovely girl—she's still thinking about Qin Feng's name even now. The more she does that, the more impossible it becomes for him to release her. As the saying goes: if you see a girl, you must court her and do your duty; if you see her and don't court her, you're simply a fool! Such a beautiful girl—no matter how hard you try, you can't let her go to anyone else.