Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

As soon as Yun Qian walked into the house, she saw her father sitting on the sofa with a slightly gloomy look on his face.

The long-lost sense of oppression immediately enveloped her, making her feel unconsciously nervous. She gently put down her bag and smiled slightly. Was this the test for her to enter the entertainment industry?

If so, it's probably too simple.

"I'm back." Father Yun's voice was low, and it seemed that every word that came out of his mouth carried an inexplicable pressure.

Yun Qian raised an eyebrow and pretended to ask casually, "Well, I'm back, Dad, what's wrong?"

Father Yun put down the documents in his hand, his expression as serious as ever. He stared at Yun Qian, his tone somewhat casual but with a hint of temptation: "Where did you go today? I heard you went to the welfare home?"

Yun Qian's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the surface. The corners of her mouth slightly raised with a faint smile: "Orphanage? Which orphanage? I was planning to get a manicure today, and I happened to pass by an orphanage that looked old and shabby, so I went in to take a look."

Her tone was casual, as if she didn't care at all about her visit to the orphanage, but rather as if it was just a chance encounter. She looked at Yun's father, trying to catch any trace of abnormality in his expression.

Father Yun didn't speak immediately, his brows furrowed slightly as he seemed to be considering her answer. Then, he said in a deep voice, "Did you go in and take a look? What did you do?"

Yun Qian shrugged lightly and looked out the window: "I just took a look. It was very quiet there, not many people, and the environment was a bit old. I felt a little lonely, so I chatted with a few kids. What's wrong? Dad." She deliberately lengthened her tone to make the topic seem extremely relaxed.

Father Yun didn't answer immediately. Instead, he stood up and walked to the window, as if he was thinking about something. His back was stiff, and his palm was lightly pressed on the window frame, and he seemed a little silent.

His voice came again, still with a low, tentative tone: "Do you know the children there?"

Yun Qian's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm on the surface. She smiled slightly and said, "I don't know them, Dad. I just saw some children who looked a little lonely, and it reminded me of the orphanage I visited when I was a child. I felt a little touched, so I went in to take a look.

There's nothing special about it, I just think the environment there is quite sad." She deliberately used a casual tone to make the topic seem unimportant.

Father Yun turned around, crossed his arms over his chest, and fixed her with a sharp gaze: "Have you noticed...what's going on with the children in that orphanage?"

Yun Qian was stunned, pursed her lips, and felt a little alert in her heart.

But she still tried to answer calmly: "Actually, I didn't look closely, I just chatted for a few minutes. It's just that the facilities in there are a bit simple. I think some children would have a better life if they could be adopted by kind people." Her tone became more and more understated.

Father Yun's eyes didn't leave her. He was silent for a moment, as if he was a little dissatisfied with her words. Finally, he said, "Qian, you really don't know the children there? This is not like you."

Yun Qian's heart sank, but she remained calm on the surface. She stretched herself and

There was a hint of indifference in her tone: "I really don't understand, Dad. I just feel that some children are quite pitiful, and I want to visit them occasionally. Is there a problem with that?" She deliberately pretended to be a little impatient and tried to change the subject.

Father Yun looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

He seemed to be trying to read her expression, and there was another silence on his face. Finally, his tone stopped probing, and he said seriously, "You'd better avoid places like that."

Yun Qian was slightly startled, already having some vague suspicions in her mind. She suppressed her inner turmoil and replied calmly, "Dad, I really don't understand what you mean. I just took a look. You know I've been doing charity work with you since I was a child, so there's nothing wrong with taking a look occasionally, right?"

Father Yun's eyes dimmed a little. He walked to the window again, his back to her, and remained silent for a while, as if he was thinking deeply about something. Yun Qian stood there quietly, letting the man think, while she was deducing every next step in her mind.

Yun Qian's heart moved, and she smiled slightly, saying calmly, "Dad, I really just went to take a look. It's nothing."

Father Yun said nothing more, standing silently by the window, as if aware of her reaction. A subtle tension hung in the air.

Yun Qian's gaze quietly fell on the corner of the study, with a sense of unease in her heart.

Her eyes swept across the wall and suddenly stopped at a random spot - a corner of the wall that seemed to be a little off. Although the study was as neat and exquisite as ever, her intuition told her that the place was not as simple as it seemed.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, not only because of the discovery in front of her, but also because the intuition she had developed over the years as a spy told her that this place was hiding some unknown secrets.

She had accumulated a lot of experience through countless lurking and reconnaissance, and every contact with the agency made her more sensitive to details.

Yun Qian looked at her father with his back to her, and she had some ideas in her mind.

"System, go invisible and take a look. Touch that wall to see if there's anything unusual. If possible, take a picture and show it to me."

"Good host."

It seemed a little nervous, and unconsciously lowered its voice. Yun Qian turned his gaze away, "Dad, didn't you say you liked cigars made in H City the most? I brought a box back from this commercial shoot..."

As expected, the system used spiritual consciousness to tell her directly in her mind that the touch of the wall was different from other places. It was not completely fit, but there were intentional gaps left.

Yun's father, who was thinking with his back to her, seemed to have decided to follow her words. For a moment, the two of them tacitly did not mention anything about the welfare home.

"Really? Let me see, my precious daughter still remembers what her daddy likes."

He had a happy and cheerful look on his face, and Yun Qian saw it without saying anything. The two of them seemed to have returned to their "normal state" for a moment.

"How could I not remember what Dad likes? I remember your favorite food and favorite tea. Just like Dad remembers what I like!" She responded casually, but in her heart she was thinking about how to extricate herself from this conversation.

"Host, I can only be invisible, I can't pass through walls."

"Well, okay, come back, it's time for us to leave."

Yun Qian restrained her expression. Her interest in the room that held a hidden secret was magnified infinitely. When she had the chance, she would definitely take a look.

Maybe... everything about the Yun family and her and Yun Nongying is hidden in it.