?Mobile reading Finally, they had completed a shopping mall visit. When leaving, Qin, the young magnate, completely transformed from his previously listless state to one of vibrant energy. An e-book reader, yet he immediately realized this was not the end—but the beginning. For, with a firm gesture, Su, the police officer, pointed at a larger commercial building across the way and declared her intention to conquer it. She didn’t only buy clothes for herself; whenever she found a style she liked but felt it didn’t suit her, she would purchase it and send it separately to Mei Hui and Fang Fang, depending on the distinct styles. Beyond the occasional excitement Qin felt each time he swiped his card, he found no other pleasure. He was almost dragged into the second mall, with no shortage of Su’s coquettish charm. Since it was a shopping outing, she didn’t wear her uniform—first, it didn’t suit her, and second, it drew too much attention. Now, she wore casual attire and jeans. Not long after entering, someone called from behind, “Xiao Jing!” Qin Dashi, who had been idly standing there, turned around to see a middle-aged man in his forties, with a composed and authoritative expression on his square face. Who is this? Shu, the police officer, finally turned her head and was instantly startled: "Uncle! How come it's you? I didn't know you'd come to Pingluan City at all!" The middle-aged man paused, offering a dry smile: "This time, I came on official business, and I decided to stop by here to pick up a few things to take back. Since I was only here for a short time, I didn't call you—ah, that's right!" "Oh, now I understand. I always thought that when Uncle came to my home territory, he wouldn't have missed the chance to host me properly." Shu smiled. The man glanced at Qin Feng, noticing how his niece was warmly holding his arm, and asked, "This one?" "This is my boyfriend, Qin Feng," Shu introduced. "Qin Feng, this is my uncle, Zhou Mingchu!" "Good morning, Uncle Zhou." He politely greeted the middle-aged man, clearly a senior figure to Shu Jiajing, and made a point of showing his humility. "You're looking quite energetic, young man," Zhou Mingchu remarked, then asked, "Qin Feng, isn't it? What do you do for a living? And what about your father—does he run a business or hold a government post?" Shu Jiajing's face immediately darkened, and she protested, "Uncle, what are you doing now? Are you interrogating a suspect?" Qin Feng vaguely remembered that Shu Yajing had mentioned a relative who served as a deputy secretary-general at the Provincial Public Security Department—this must be the man. Zhou Mingchu looked only slightly over forty, yet he had already risen to second-in-command at the provincial level, which was no small feat. That's why, back then, when Shu Jiajing was merely a deputy team leader, no one dared to cross her—she had such a powerful relative behind her. Even the bureau director would have to give her due respect. "Really, what do you mean, interrogating a suspect?" Zhou Mingchu looked at her with all the affection of a parent, saying, "You're my only precious daughter, and you've entrusted me with your care—how could I possibly ignore your needs?" Shu Jiajing immediately pouted, expressing her displeasure. Qin Feng smiled gently, saying, "It's natural for elders to care for younger generations. My family runs a business, and both my parents have passed away." Zhou Mingchu frowned slightly, "How large is the business? You're actually managing it now?" "Rather modest, not exactly a major enterprise," Qin Feng maintained his previous smile and added, "The operations are fully handled by the executive general manager. My current responsibility is attending school—ah, you know!" "Student." Zhou Mingchu stared at her niece, utterly unconvinced, nearly asking, "You're eating grass!" Shu Jiajing has been a police officer for over two years, and from their appearances and styles of dressing, it's clear this is a classic case of a woman older than her male counterpart in a sibling-like romance. Who made Qin Feng wear such a casual, academic-style outfit? Of course, if he were willing to lie and claim he was pursuing a graduate degree, the so-called sibling romance would crumble. But he simply can't do that. First, it would be dishonest—unfair to deceive his girlfriend's relatives; second, this senior officer from the Public Security Department is second-in-command, and uncovering someone's age information would be effortless. It would be better to tell the truth and face the facts rather than risk being exposed. Originally, Zhou Mingchu had already arranged everything for his niece, just requiring her to work in the plain city for a few more months and achieve some tangible accomplishments, after which she could be transferred back to the provincial capital with a promotion of one or two levels. Yet recently, he received a notice from the Ministry of National Defense informing him that Shu Yajing would be transferred to an internal security agency. At first, he had strongly opposed it, but after learning that his niece had been promoted to captain in the Internal Security Force, he stopped making any objections, since he was well aware that, given his own capabilities, it would take him at least three more years to secure a police rank equivalent to that of a captain for Shuyajing. Just a few days ago, he received another call from his niece, informing him that she had been promoted to major. Only then did Zhou Mingchu truly come to realize that his niece’s choice was indeed the right one. As for why her promotion had come so swiftly, he simply wasn’t at ease inquiring—after all, the police and the Internal Security Force are two entirely separate institutions. Nevertheless, it was certain that his niece’s future was exceptionally promising. If she had remained in the police force and married a businessman, their match would have been considered well-matched; but now, clearly, such a professional background no longer matched her standing, especially since she was still a student who hadn’t even graduated. Thinking of this, Zhou Mingchu's brow furrowed, and his tone toward Qin Feng became less courteous than at the beginning. In his view, with his niece's qualifications, it was hardly difficult to find someone in the provincial capital—any official or wealthy second-generation offspring would do. Noticing the shift in Zhou Feng's expression, he thought: Deputy Director Zhou, you'd better not have any ill intentions; otherwise, you'd be in for a rough time. Even considering Xiao Jing's sake, he'd have to give you a good dressing-down, so you'd learn just how formidable Qin Feng really was. "Xiao Jing, have you told your mother about your relationship?" Zhou Mingchu asked, already preparing himself to break up the pair. "Not yet," said Shu Jing, her face flushing. "I've only been with Xiao Feng for a relatively short time, so I haven't had the chance to tell Mom!" She wasn't actually late in telling her mother—she simply didn't know how to approach her. To lie would have been painful, while telling the truth was daunting, since it meant sharing her boyfriend with several other girls—an arrangement not everyone could easily accept. Zhou Mingchu smiled. His sister didn't know it, but as the uncle, he would have to take the lead once again for his niece. He spoke earnestly, "Qin Feng, you're not just three years younger than Ya Jing—you're significantly younger in age, and there's also a gap in your positions. Given that, do you think you two have a real chance? Young man, no matter how you managed to win her over, I'd urge you to let go sooner rather than later." Shu Jiahua was utterly surprised. She never imagined that her uncle, someone so capable, could also miss the mark. Qin Feng responded naturally, shaking his head and saying, "It's only our first meeting today. Are you really eager to come to conclusions so quickly?"