Quick Wear: The second male lead is a top love brain

Hua Yan wiped his little face carefully, and Hua Qi slowly woke up. When he saw the face so close to him, he couldn't help but cry. He put his arms around her neck and threw himself into her arms, "Wuwuwu sister, where have you been?"

"My sister went to work and forgot the time. I'm sorry, Hua Qi."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore, just like mom and dad."

Hua Yan felt distressed, "Sister will never abandon you."

"They said I was a burden. My sister didn't want me anymore, so she left by herself. Hiccup..." He burped as he said this, looking so pitiful.

"They lied to you. Sister will never leave Hua Qi, never."

Hua Qi stared at her with his red eyes, and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

Hua Yan nodded heavily. The eight-year-old Hua Qi kept these words firmly in his heart.

Hua Yan found a new house. It was a little smaller but the rent was low, which was enough to cope with the current situation for the time being.

Time flies, 17-year-old Hua Qi is in the second year of high school. Hua Yan is 24 years old and works in a company. Before she came of age, she mainly relied on her skills in online part-time jobs to make money. Now that she has turned 18, she can't wait to join the company.

The interviewer didn't take Hua Yan seriously when he saw how young she was. But when he saw the interview questions and historical works she had done, the way he looked at her immediately changed, and he was filled with sincere admiration.

"You will be the youngest engineer in our company."

With decades of work experience in the previous novel world, although she is only eighteen years old now, she can cope with the workplace with ease. She was quickly promoted and her salary increased significantly.

After get off work, Hua Yan passed by a cake shop and saw the strawberry cake inside, which made him smile.

Hua Qi looks cold and serious, like a little adult, but he really likes to eat pink strawberry cake.

In a 50-square-meter rental house, a thin boy was sitting at the dining table in the living room doing his homework. The incandescent light from above his head shone on his body. He had a delicate and handsome face, and his beautiful brows were slightly frowned under his messy hair, as if he was solving a difficult problem.

The shadow cast by his straight nose bridge fell on his thin pale pink lips. The boy lowered his head from time to time, holding a cheap signing pen in his slender fingers, writing and drawing on the draft paper. The rows and rows of codes were difficult to understand even for an expert.

Suddenly, a subtle sound rang out in the quiet house. Hua Qi pricked up his ears, then guessed something, and a dazzling smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he quickly ran to the door. The next second, the door opened, and the beautiful woman appeared in his sight, and the smile on the boy's lips widened a little.

"Sister!" He hugged her directly, buried his face in her hair and took a few breaths of her fragrance.

Hua Qi was now taller, and Hua Yan only reached his neck. His body was also much stronger, and she looked even smaller when wrapped in him.

Hua Qi was the one who grew up under her care.

Hua Yan smiled and patted him, "Be careful with the cake."

Hua Qi let go of her and looked at the cake in her hand. He looked through the transparent packaging and saw the cake inside. He said in surprise, "It's a strawberry cake!"

Hua Qi took her hand, walked into the living room together, and pressed her down in front of the dining table.

"I'll get the cutlery and plates."

Hua Yan looked around the warm house. This place was built bit by bit by her and Hua Qi. They had lived here for seven years.

His eyes swept across the draft paper opposite him, which had a bunch of codes written on it. Hua Yan struggled to understand a little bit of it.

He is indeed a hacker genius. Even she, who has studied for two lifetimes, can hardly understand him.

Since childhood, Hua Qi has been extremely sensitive to mathematics, and his performance in science is so good that it makes people question their lives. Everything is a prelude to this setting.