A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

In the kitchen, as the cured pork and sausages were washed and put into a pot to cook, Li Meiqian perked up her ears.

Upon hearing that Jian Yiwei had become acquainted with the notoriously difficult political commissar, her face turned ashen.

The reason is simple: Jian Yiwei never gives the mother and daughter a kind look.

The thought of the intimacy between Jian Qingyi and the siblings Jian Yiwei and Jian Liqiu made Li Meiqian's face turn even uglier.

As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

Conversely, the friend of the enemy is the enemy.

The enemy is powerful, which is definitely not what Li Meiqian wants to see.

"How exactly is he not someone to mess with?" Jian Zhongliang's slightly curious voice rang out in the living room.

"Do you remember Director Zhou from the Public Security Bureau yesterday?" Jian Qingyi moved closer to the armrest of the sofa, finding a comfortable sitting position.

Jian Zhongliang felt his legs go weak for no apparent reason.

He never wanted to experience that kind of absolute suppression again in his life.

"That political commissar gave the impression of having ten Director Zhous standing in front of you at the same time."

Jian Qingyi spoke casually, but Jian Zhongliang still couldn't help but shudder.

Ten Director Zhous standing in front of me at the same time...

He couldn't handle even one of them.

ten...

Jian Zhongliang's legs went even weaker.

However, the thought that his nephew could work with such a powerful figure made him happy for his older brother.

after all……

When your son becomes successful, you, as his father, feel proud.

"Your older brother finally made it back to Nancheng, why don't you invite him over for dinner?" Jian Zhongliang suddenly remembered this.

“My brother came to Nancheng on business. He’ll go back after he’s done. He’s not here to visit relatives.” Jian Qingyi leaned back on the sofa, looking rather lazy.

Jian Zhongliang looked at his little daughter, who had suddenly become bright and cheerful, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Did your eldest brother say when he and your second sister will come back to visit?"

Jian Qingyi shook her head.

He thought to himself: "There are rules and regulations for soldiers visiting their families. It's not like they can just visit whenever they want. They really think the barracks is their own home."

Speaking of home, Jian Qingyi glanced at the sky outside the window.

Tsk!

That naive girl really went to great lengths to trick her.

"Yi Yi, have you thought about what you'll do after graduation?" Jian Zhongliang asked tentatively, as if he had thought of something.

"Go to university." Jian Qingyi replied without hesitation.

Jian Zhongliang was slightly taken aback.

He guessed a thousand answers, but this was the one he didn't guess.

after all……

My little girl's grades speak for themselves.

The college admission rate last year was 29%.

Even if we raise it a little more this year, say 36%, with my little girl's grades...

It will probably be very difficult to pass the exam.

Worried about discouraging his little girl's enthusiasm, Jian Zhongliang moved his lips several times, but ultimately didn't ask the question, "Do you want to work in the candy factory?"

Seeing that Jian Zhongliang remained silent and had a constipated expression, Jian Qingyi raised an eyebrow, "You don't mean you don't want to support my college education, do you?"

"How could that be!" Fearing that the newly established family bond would crumble, Jian Zhongliang denied it in a second.

"Yiyi, don't worry, I'll support you wherever you get into university. I keep my word."

Jian Zhongliang originally wanted to say, "As long as you pass the exam, I'll support you."

Afraid of upsetting his little girl, he turned his tongue around.

"You better keep your word." Jian Qingyi glared at him.

Her rosy, baby-faced features paired with her fierce expression amused Jian Zhongliang.

He hadn't seen such a vibrant and radiant young girl in ages.

"You keep your word!" Jian Zhongliang's gentle voice carried a hint of helplessness and doting.

He's just like a doting father who can't do anything with his daughter.

Having received a satisfactory answer, Jian Qingyi finally gave up.

but……

Even if he didn't want to, Jian Qingyi had plenty of ways to make him lose money.

In the kitchen, Li Meiqian, who was eavesdropping, was so angry she almost exploded.

Ever since she stepped into this house...

She did all the housework, washed the clothes, and cooked all three meals a day...

Jian Qingyi, that brat, didn't do anything, so why is she so brazenly asking for money?

Li Meiqian was so angry that her stomach hurt.

All the money in this family should belong to her and her daughter.

That brat wants...

dream! ! !

The afterglow of the sunset gradually faded, and the sky darkened.

"Dad, I'm hungry!" Jian Qingyi exclaimed, glancing at the alarm clock on the low cabinet.

six thirty.

We usually eat at six o'clock.

So, if Little White Lotus doesn't come back, she can't eat.

"Your sister hasn't come back yet, wait a little longer," Jian Zhongliang coaxed softly.

"Dad~, I'm hungry." Jian Qingyi pouted and tugged at Jian Zhongliang's arm, shaking it stubbornly.

That soft and adorable appearance instantly melted Jian Zhongliang's heart.

"Oh dear! Ancestor, stop shaking me, you're making me dizzy." Jian Zhongliang said in a doting tone.

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat..." Jian Qingyi didn't care whether he was dizzy or not.

Her scumbag father and third sister want to spoil the innocent little white lotus, but she won't.

The reason she hasn't gone crazy yet is simply because she's testing her scumbag father's bottom line.

"Alright, alright, I'll go tell your Aunt Li to cook dinner." Jian Zhongliang compromised.

Li Meiqian had been hiding behind the kitchen door. Upon hearing this, she knew she couldn't delay any longer. Gritting her teeth, she took the steamed cured pork and sausage out of the pot.

"Zhongliang, Yiyi, dinner's ready." He was seething with hatred inside, but his face remained gentle.

Jian Qingyi didn't care whether she was angry or not.

We washed our hands and started eating.

Jian Zhongliang still acted like a loving father, constantly piling sausages and cured pork into Jian Qingyi's bowl.

Jian Qingyi kept saying she wouldn't eat fatty food, so he picked out the lean ones.

She has no temper at all.

"Dad, you eat too." Jian Qingyi didn't forget to offer some food to Dad.

Jian Qingyi knew how to be charming and obsequious back in her past life, when she was still wearing diapers.

Jian Zhongliang looked at the cured pork in the bowl with a look of satisfaction.

"Dad's little daughter has grown up and knows how to care for her dad now."

He looked so touched; anyone who didn't know better would have thought his youngest daughter had presented him with some rare and precious treasure.

Li Meiqian felt depressed.

He cursed Jian Zhongliang inwardly for being biased.

He wasn't this excited when Xiaojing served him food!

That brat put a piece of cured pork on his plate, and he acted like he'd never eaten meat in ages.

And they even said they would treat everyone equally...

Is this what he calls treating everyone equally?!

Li Meiqian was so angry that her heart ached.

When Jian Xiaojing returned, the three people at the table had almost finished eating.

Looking at the messy leftovers on the table, Jian Xiaojing's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

She had been craving sausages for a long time, but her mother was reluctant to make them, saying she wanted to save them to give away during holidays.

And that cured pork, her mother also said she wanted to save it to give away.

I need to keep this to give away, and I need to keep that to give away.

It's better now...

They all went into that brat's mouth.

"What are you standing there for? Come and eat!" Li Meiqian gave Jian Xiaojing a subtle glare, signaling her to tone down her expression.

She runs around like a madwoman every day, not even knowing to come home when it's time to eat. Who can she blame?!