The Magnificent Son-in-law

Fujiwara Keiaki's question plunged the room into silence, as no one could guarantee if Zhen Jinghan's appearance was a coincidence or intentional.

"I think it's a coincidence," the little girl was the first to speak. "If it was intentional, she ought to have a purpose, right? But after coming in, she's just been eating and chatting. I invited her to stay, and she didn't."

Zhao Guo'an countered, "But what if her purpose for coming was merely to verify our personnel situation?"

"I!" The little girl was slightly annoyed, "I should have just told Zhen Jinghan right then that you're hiding here."

"Resorting to cheating when you can't argue, such a habit isn't very good." Zhao Guo'an crossed his arms and sneered, finally causing the little girl to relent, which felt genuinely satisfying.

"Xiao Feng brother!" The little girl stomped her foot, "You're not even speaking up for me. You've changed! Hmph!"

"..." Xiao Feng felt exasperated, wondering why he was involved in this.

But seeing the little girl's angry face, Xiao Feng had to say, "Clarifying whether Zhen Jinghan's appearance was coincidental or intentional is actually very simple."

"How so?"

Everyone asked simultaneously.

Xiao Feng spread his hands, "It's simple, just have someone follow her and see. She hasn't gone far; you can still catch up now."

"..." The group exchanged looks. How had they not thought of such a simple solution?

Such is the folly of being smart all your life and confused in the moment.

The next question was: who to send out for tracking?

And Xiao Feng quickly gave the answer, "Whoever first raised the question should go."

Everyone turned their gaze toward Fujiwara Keiaki. His previous profession as a ninja made him most adept at stealth and tracking; sending him would be most suitable.

"Go on, the sooner, the better," said Su Yuzhuo.

Fujiwara Keiaki didn't evade as usual, nodding in agreement, and swiftly left the room.

At this point, the little girl muttered to herself, "Regardless of whether it's a coincidence or intentional, Zhen Jinghan is undeniably wealthy."

"Did you have to say that?" Zhao Guo'an chimed in, "I already told you beforehand, all three of her husbands were wealthy, with inherited assets totaling nearly a hundred million."

"Tch!" The little girl retorted disdainfully, "I discovered that through my wise eyes, okay?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Besides Xiao Feng, the little girl was the only one who would boast about herself so boldly.

Of course, if Xiao Feng were to hear this sentiment, he would certainly jump in to refute it.

The little girl seemingly wanted to prove she wasn't exaggerating. From Lin Zhiyan's hand, she took a lipstick and, holding it up, said, "Take this lipstick as an example. Do you think it's just cosmetics?"

Zhao Guo'an couldn't help but be confused, "If it's not cosmetics, could it be a snack?"

"Wrong!" The little girl said earnestly, "To be precise, it's not only a cosmetic but also a luxury item, produced in France. From the serial number, it's globally limited edition, and the tariffs alone cost upward of ten thousand.

And this pen in my hand is likewise from a semi-luxury brand, not cheap.

Adding everything up, the gifts she gave us probably aren't less than a hundred thousand. Think about it, can someone who casually gives away a hundred thousand be poor?"

"You know makeup brands?" Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow. The little girl was usually plain-faced, rarely applying anything aside from skincare products, and hadn't shown much interest in makeup.

The little girl explained, "Xiao Feng brother, you forgot, I took... oh no, borrowed quite a few cosmetics from Sister Jiang.

Later, I checked online, and her collection was worth a few thousand bucks. Ninety percent was spent on one lipstick, which is the same brand as Zhiyan sister's.

But Sister Jiang's lipstick was a mass-produced item without a serial number, while the limited edition with a number is certainly more expensive."

"I see," Xiao Feng suddenly realized, mentally kicking himself for forgetting about it.

At this moment, Sun Shijie entered the room, "The medicine is ready; you can go soak now. It might sting a little, but that's a good sign, nothing to worry about."

"Thank you, Uncle Sun!"

Su Yuzhuo nodded in gratitude, given her father's old friendship with Sun Shijie, she felt it appropriate to call him uncle.

Hearing "Uncle Sun," Sun Shijie was slightly surprised, then nodded, "No need to thank me, it's a transaction, fair and reasonable. I want to cure you quickly as well because I aim to secure the family treasures sooner."

Soon, Su Yuzhuo went to the west room to soak her legs, while Zhao Guo'an busied himself researching the enhanced version of "Mint Candy."

The courtyard was left with Xiao Feng, the little girl, Lin Zhiyan sisters, and Lu Yao, five idle people.

Xiao Feng evidently couldn't sit idly by, or perhaps was the type who couldn't tolerate idleness in others. He immediately suggested the group start training to improve their physical fitness.

After all, having two skilled medical practitioners on hand equated to a strong logistical support, reducing worries about overtraining.

Not surprisingly, the little girl was the first to protest, "Xiao Feng brother, we rarely get out, training all the time isn't good. Let's continue once we're home, okay?"

"No way!" Xiao Feng firmly rejected, "This time I'm joining in too, no slacking. Perform well, and I'll take you to see acrobatics tonight."

"Really?" Hearing about the entertainment, the little girl's eyes lit up.

Xiao Feng nodded in confirmation, "Really."

"Then let's pinky swear." The little girl held out her pinky finger, looking innocent.

"Alright, pinky swear." Xiao Feng, amused yet helpless, extended his pinky, sometimes wondering if the little girl's innocence was a blessing or a curse.

However, at present, she hadn't made any major blunders, occasionally behaving like a child.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng was again startled, realizing the little girl was only sixteen, and already far more excellent than most her age!

...

Half an hour later, Fujiwara Keiaki returned from tailing Zhen Jinghan, but his appearance made everyone take a double-take, speechless for a time...

Firstly, his clothes were drenched, as if he'd been caught in a downpour.

Facial areas had a few white marks, resembling foundation or flour.

Moreover, his hair was flecked with vegetable scraps, making him look like a farmer just in from the fields.

"Where's Miss?" Fujiwara Keiaki asked gruffly, not explaining his situation immediately.

"Soaking her legs in the west room." Xiao Feng replied offhandedly, then asked, "What happened to you?"

At this question, Fujiwara Keiaki's face, which was originally normal, gradually became unpleasant, as though unwilling to talk about his own ordeal.

Lin Zhiyan: "Did you lose track of her?"

Lin Jiaxuan: "Did you completely miss seeing which direction she left?"

Lu Yao: "Did you discover Zhen Jinghan actually harbors ill intentions?"

Followed by three questions in quick succession, Fujiwara Keiaki's face turned from unpleasant to more vexed.