Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Jiang Ling: [Okay, see you later.]

The reply came instantly: "Waaah, okay... please come!"

Jiang Ling turned off her phone and stroked her chin.

This is a good opportunity to meet Keling and Kexin's mom, I thought:

"Let's prepare a small gift for Ling-chan... Hmm~ How many sets of practice papers should I give her?"

……

The capital city, the Song family.

Inside a meditation room.

Song Ruyu, dressed in a spotless white Taoist robe, sat barefoot on a futon with her eyes slightly closed.

Trying to calm the mind into a still, deep well.

However, looking back on the events of the past few days, especially what happened that night...

The image of her constantly and uncontrollably surfaced before her eyes, disturbing her usually calm heart.

A complex emotion flashed through Song Ruyu's heart.

She subconsciously raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing against the corner of her eye.

I can almost feel that warm, moist tear stain.

That night... it was so sudden, I was completely unprepared.

Then, she couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears!

Looking back, it was both shameful and embarrassing.

The most outstanding genius of the prestigious Song family, the undisputed highest mountain, the longest river, and a time-controlling superhuman among the younger generation of Bureau 749...

That bastard actually made her cry so easily, and she even made those shameful snorting noises!

Ashamed as she was, what disturbed her even more was that deep down, she didn't feel the same rejection and resistance she had imagined about passively accepting, or even... quietly transforming from a purely "strong" mindset to a "woman" side.

A high-intensity 36-hour meditation session.

Not only did they fail to eliminate these distracting thoughts.

Those images and feelings only become clearer, leaving a lingering aftertaste...

dong dong dong——!

A light knock sounded, and a clear, slightly playful female voice came from outside:

"Cousin~ Are you there? Can I come in?"

Song Ruyu's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she quickly suppressed her emotions.

Once the unnatural blush on her cheeks had completely faded, she spoke calmly, her voice regaining its usual coolness:

"Come in."

The door was gently pushed open, and a girl in a pale yellow training uniform walked in carrying a wooden tray.

She had a beautiful face and a sweet smile; she was Song Ruyu's cousin, the second young lady of the Song family—Song Jie'er.

"Sister~ I heard you've been in seclusion since you came back and haven't eaten anything. I was worried about you, so I specially brought you some fried rice with eggs~"

Song Jie'er placed the plate on the small table in front of her with a smile, her tone affectionate.

Song Ruyu nodded: "Okay."

The steaming hot fried rice smelled wonderful. She swallowed hard, lowered her head, picked up the plate, and ate the fried rice elegantly, bite by bite.

Song Jie'er watched quietly from the side, her face still bearing that impeccable sweet smile.

As the second young lady of the Song family.

Although she cannot compare to the young lady in terms of talent, appearance, and ability, she is still one of the top geniuses in the ancient martial arts world, and the young talents who pursue her can stretch from the capital to Los Santos.

After the unexpected death of the previous head of the family, her father, Song Ruyu's second uncle, legally succeeded to the position of head of the family.

Her status naturally rose accordingly.

However, unlike in some large families, she did not engage in open or covert struggles with her cousin, who was a "princess of the previous dynasty."

Instead, she always behaved well and was very respectful to her cousin.

As for this sensible and unassuming cousin...

Song Ruyu felt no ill will.

There was even a hint of admiration.

Qualifications are certainly important.

But she finds this dedication and effort to maintaining family harmony even more precious.

The fried rice was quickly finished.

Song Ruyu put down the plate, took out a plain handkerchief, and wiped the corner of her mouth.

After watching Song Ruyu finish her fried rice, I waited for about six or seven seconds.

Song Jie'er's smile deepened slightly as she softly asked, "Cousin, is it delicious?"

Song Ruyu looked up at her, and a strange feeling suddenly flashed through her heart.

She frowned slightly and asked directly:

"Is there a hidden meaning? Just say what you want to say directly. I hate beating around the bush."

"Don't worry, cousin."

Song Jie'er's smile remained unchanged, but her voice was lowered slightly:

"I have a few words to say to you in a moment. Before I finish speaking, please do not use your 'time rewind' ability."

"Otherwise... Auntie's life might be in danger."

Song Ruyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and she abruptly stood up, knocking over the prayer mat behind her.

"Jie'er! What nonsense are you talking about?! And... who told you..."

Suddenly, she fell silent, looking down at the plate of fried rice with a cold gaze:

"You poisoned my mother too?"

She could feel that after eating the fried rice, her mental strength and energy seemed to have been severely weakened by something.

Clearly, the food was poisoned!

Song Jie'er still shook her head with a smile: "How could that be?"

"Your hidden skill took your father a long time to figure out from your aunt."

She sighed softly, her tone carrying a kind of cat-and-mouse-like pity:

"Six seconds have passed now. That specially made neurotoxin has already traveled through your blood and energy, sealing off all the meridians in your body. Except for that 'hidden technique' that can't be traced back to before the toxin invaded your body... Cousin, right now you're no different from an ordinary person."

"Hmph hmph hmph, hmph hmph ha, hahahaha!"

Finally, the flawless "good sister" mask that Song Jie'er had maintained for ten years shattered and peeled away completely.

Instead, there is a mixture of twisted pleasure, resentment released after long-term suppression, and naked jealousy.

She said, almost through gritted teeth:

"How was it, my dear cousin? Was my acting good? I clearly hated you so much—hated that you were more talented than me, hated that you were prettier than me, hated that you so easily stole Qifan's heart..."

"But, in order to take everything you had away, I endured it! I pretended for ten whole years! For ten years, I pretended to be that respectful, loving, and well-mannered younger sister!"

Song Ruyu's face looked very unpleasant.

In this world, only three people originally knew about her hidden skills—the director of Bureau 749, her deceased father, and her widowed mother…

Time reversal is a very powerful ability...

However, once the enemy understands the principle, it is easy to set targeted traps.

She repeatedly emphasized that this ability was the last trump card and lifeline for the Song family and herself, and must never be revealed to anyone. She especially stressed this to her relatively simple-minded mother, telling her that she must not tell anyone...

Unexpectedly, the first person to break her promise and leak the secret was her most trusted mother.

Moreover, regardless of the importance of this ability to the Song family, its exposure as an S-level secret of Bureau 749 is itself a disaster.

"I clearly told Mother that my hidden skill is the lifeblood of the Song family... it must never be revealed, how could she..."

Song Ruyu gritted her teeth, a sense of disappointment rising in her heart.

What she hates most is people who promise something but can't keep it, but what can she say now that things have come to this?

Now, the sharpest sword of the Great Xia Security Bureau and the Song family has been broken!

Song Jie'er stood up, revealing an arrogant expression no different from that of an ordinary young lady from a wealthy family:

"Your mother is such a stupid woman. She went soft after just a couple of flirtations from your father. But she really loves you. Even though she's been having an affair with your father for so long, she's still stubborn and won't reveal your hidden skills."

Upon hearing this, Song Ruyu looked up in astonishment: "What?"

"Hahaha! It seems you really didn't know? That's right, after all, our pure and innocent Miss Song, who is devoted to the public good, is away on missions all year round, and doesn't even know that her most beloved mother has long been 'tamed' into submission!"

Song Jie'er laughed so hard she almost fell over, her voice sharp and piercing, filled with the satisfaction of revenge.

She casually tossed an antique wooden box at Song Ruyu's feet and commanded:

"Eat it!"