?Phone reading Qin Dashi answered the phone with a cheerful smile, as if chatting with an old friend. Eight-zero e-book He Zhengjun watched him coldly, and Mrs. He did the same, firmly believing that their father was on their side. After a few more words, he handed the phone back to Mr. He and said, "Grandfather said let me and Xiao Qing move to his place—please don't worry about us!" "Really? You're fooling me!" Mr. He of course didn't believe him. Qin Dashi huffed, "Then why don't you ask Grandfather yourself—the call hasn't been hung up yet!" Mr. He quickly placed the phone to his ear: "Hello, Dad, that boy is completely lying, isn't he... What? Oh, I see. I understand now..." His face gradually grew paler. Mrs. He immediately asked, "What did Dad say?" "Let them move to his place. He also said we don't need to worry about anything anymore." Mr. He said, his expression subdued. He Fu was named Wei Lingshuang, the only daughter of the elder Wei. From childhood, she had been the elder's cherished treasure, but later, that position was taken over by her own daughter, He Muqing. Both of them were well aware of the elder's temperament—no one dared to challenge Wei Qingtian's opinions, not even within the Wei family or the He family, except for He Muqing. Of course, He Muqing only stood up against the elder when it came to her own interests; otherwise, she remained quite respectful and compliant. He Muqing felt at ease in her heart, for she had only been playing a role just now, not truly facing the situation head-on—beyond a little embarrassment, she didn’t feel she had done anything to disappoint her parents. He Zhengjun truly was a sincere man—he didn’t forget to close the door, perhaps so that others wouldn’t see her body. “Haha, we’ve successfully passed the first test,” Qin Shao said with a cheerful smile, pressing her again beneath his body and continuing, “As long as you make it past the old man, you’ll be truly free!” The leader began to gently struggle: “It was really quite thrilling just now. Thank goodness for my sister’s strong mental fortitude; otherwise, it would have been hard to convince them. If you have any plans, get up now!” Qin Shao straightened his back and said with a mischievous smile, “If I were you, I’d best stay still—because if anything unexpected happens, I’d certainly not be responsible!” The second young attendant from the Qin family again stood firm at the garden entrance, clearly prepared to launch an immediate assault—any sudden movement might very well yield early results. So she immediately settled down, noticing the bright smile on Qin's young lord's face, and quickly said, "Grandfather didn't tell us to go ahead? Let's move then, Xiao Feng—I'll certainly make sure to thank you properly!" "What kind of thanks would you like?" he asked, gently licking his lips. Right now, all he needed to do was sink his back slightly, and the leader would instantly transform from a young lady into a big sister, elevating their once-pure romantic relationship to a new level. This time, however, the leader was genuinely worried—since both her parents had already departed, there was no one left to interrupt his "refined pursuits." "Any kind of reward would be fine—just not now, please," she said, her large eyes sparkling. Honestly, Qin's young lord truly wanted to make her his big sister—this way, it would be a one-time, lasting solution. But he still chose to hold on, since the leader of He wasn't particularly eager at the moment, and had just gone through a rather tense encounter—she needed some time to recover. "Alright, this is your own promise. Once we've agreed, you won't back out." He gestured to get up, only to pause halfway and then press back, speaking with a fierce tone: "If you dare back out, I'll eat you right now!" "I'll keep my word. You can count on me—I can even swear it," the leader hurried to assure him. Qin, the younger brother, rose again, smiling warmly: "Even though your character isn't the best, I still believe in you this time. Let's go see Mr. Wei right away. I hope he won't make it too difficult." After getting up, he didn't immediately get off the bed, but instead rolled over to lie on his side. "Could you please close your eyes?" the leader gently suggested. "Is it really necessary? We've already seen everything, touched everything. What's the point of hiding anything else?" he asked in return. Hei Leader's face darkened. In her heart, she thought—indeed, it was true. This young man had already taken full advantage of her. Wasn't it just that he watched her dress himself? What was so remarkable about that? With this realization, she suddenly became more at ease. She picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and dressed herself slowly and deliberately, one piece at a time. To be honest, watching a beautiful woman dress is a truly pleasant experience—something that had almost become Qin Da Shao's personal favorite. A woman is a woman, even though still a fresh, inexperienced one—her every gesture and movement carried a strong allure. Now he began to wonder: when exactly should he finally take her? A few minutes later, when He Muqing had finished dressing the last outer garment, she turned back to find him still completely naked and blushed, saying, "Why haven't you gotten up yet? Are you a complete exposure enthusiast?" "Ha, just twenty seconds," Qin Da Shao said as he jumped off the bed, with Qin's young servant nodding continuously to her throughout the process. Indeed, within less than twenty seconds, he was fully dressed. His renowned skill in effortlessly dressing people wasn't just a claim—he had to dress quickly if he could undress quickly. Hei Leader stared at the entire process, eyes wide, and couldn't help but raise a big thumbs-up, praising, "Gong, truly Gong!" "Of course," Qin the Young man proudly lifted his chin, saying, "Let's go see Grandfather now. Qingqing, the performance still needs to continue—shouldn't you know what to do?" Hei Leader stepped forward with his long legs, took his arm, and said, "Like this, right?" "Perfect," he chuckled. Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at Wei Qingtian's quadrangle courtyard. Grandfather was indeed sitting in the living room with a cup of tea—though not for welcoming Qin Feng, but for drinking it himself. His face looked somewhat pale, his deeply lined face drawn taut like that of a donkey. It was clear that he was still quite upset about Qin Feng having married his granddaughter. As soon as he arrived, Qin the Young burst into excitement, shouting, "Grandfather, it's great to see you again! You look so vibrant and healthy—your complexion is absolutely glowing. I must say, it's definitely my herbal remedies doing the work. Please don't thank me; that's entirely my duty!" The elder raised his head, sighing, "My face is nearly the color of the bottom of a pot—this is what you call glowing? Are you using your eyes to vent your frustration?"