8 Long-term Meal Ticket Arrives

Qin Family.

Qin Lie sat straight in the conference room, his expression cold and stern, his deep eyes calm and undisturbed. He listened quietly to the reports from the people below, his handsome face devoid of any expression. His fingers lightly tapped on the tabletop, neither fast nor slow, as if tapping on the hearts of the people present, causing their hearts to tremble in fear.

When he heard his phone ring, he casually opened it and frowned upon reading the content.

Where did his daughter come from?

Was her account hacked?

"CEO Qin?" The employee who was giving a report trembled when he saw Qin Lie's furrowed brows, tnking he had said something wrong. He cautiously asked.

Qin Lie snapped out of his thoughts and nonchalantly placed the phone back on the table, raising an eyebrow and circling a spot on the document, casually tossing it on the table. He indifferently said, "Redo it."

The people below felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing his words but dared not say anything. They could only take the documents and leave dejectedly.

The conference room fell silent for a moment.

Qin Lie picked up his phone again and saw several more messages.

[This is the granddaughter I just adopted today. From now on, she will be your daughter. How is she? Isn't she adorable?]

[Hey, if it weren't for the fact that Zhouzhou can't be registered under my household, and your four brothers are all married with children, this good fortune wouldn't have fallen to you. Come back early today and quickly meet your daughter.]

Qin Lie's gaze landed on the words "good fortune," and his eyelid twitched.

He didn't reply and looked sideways at his assistant, asking, "Has the flight ticket to Hu City been booked?"

His voice was as cold and indifferent as ever, and the assistant quickly replied, "It's booked. The flight takes off in one hour."

Qin Lie nodded, made a sound of acknowledgment, and took out another document to continue reading, showing no sign of urgency.

The assistant wasn't in a hurry either. After all, CEO Qin always encountered delays when taking flights. It could be as short as an hour or as long as several dozen hours.

There was plenty of time to finish reading the document before leaving.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Madam Qin pursed her lips, tossed her phone aside, and thought to herself that her youngest son was good in every aspect, except for being emotionally distant. He was a workaholic who wished he could live in the company all year round.

Hoping that he would give her a granddaughter? Hmph, she might as well find one herself.

With that in mind, her gaze fell on Zhouzhou again. Her eyes flickered as she called out, "Zhouzhou."

Upon hearing her voice, Zhouzhou turned her head and softly called out, "Grandma," causing Madam Qin to respond cheerfully, embracing her in her arms and saying, "Grandma has found a dad for you. Do you want it or not?"

Zhouzhou looked at her with round eyes and asked, "What is a dad?"

Madam Qin paused, remembering that Zhouzhou had been an orphan since she was young. So she patiently explained, "A dad is someone who will take care of you, spoil you, and love you for a lifetime. With him around, you will never go hungry. Do you want it or not?"

Never go hungry?

Zhouzhou's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, she said, "I want it!"

Her Eldest Senior Brother had told her that if she ever found someone who would take care of her meals, she must never let them go and hold onto them tightly!

Seeing her response, Madam Qin nodded in satisfaction, glanced at the messages on her phone, and a mischievous smile crept onto her lips.

Want to run away? No way!

In the middle of the night, Qin Lie got off the plane and arrived at the hotel. He opened the door, pinched his brow, revealing fatigue on his face after a day of work and several hours of flying.

He quickly took a shower and walked towards the bed. The room was dimly lit, intensifying his exhaustion. In a daze, he seemed to touch something slippery, and the scent of milk filled his nostrils.

The scent of milk?

Qin Lie abruptly opened his eyes, turned over and got out of bed. He flicked on the bedside lamp with a snap and immediately saw a little bald head. Below that was a chubby little face, with tiny hands gripping his clothes and a small mouth smacking in deep sleep.

As if sensing something, Zhouzhou drowsily opened her eyes and looked at the indifferent face in front of her, matching him to the person in the photo shown by Madam Qin. Her mind replied with her words.

[When you see him, just cling to his leg and call him dad. With him around, you won't have to worry about meals for the rest of your life. He'll make sure you're well-fed!]

Well-fed!

At the thought of this word, Zhouzhou's eyes brightened, and she fully woke up. She pounced on his leg, tightly embracing it, using her hands and feet to hold onto him, tilting her head and flashing a bright smile at him. She cheerfully exclaimed, "Dad!"

Upon hearing these words, Qin Lie's face turned black, grinding his teeth. He grabbed her by the back of her collar, pulled the little brat off him, and tossed her to the other side of the bed. Seeing her about to pounce again, he gritted his teeth and said, "Stop!"

Hearing his extremely indifferent voice, Zhouzhou froze in place, looking at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression. She called out, "Dad?"

Qin Lie's temple twitched as he stared at the little girl for a while. He could easily guess what had happened. He picked up his phone and made a call, which took nearly half a minute to connect.

"Hello, son, you've arrived at the hotel, right? Did you meet Zhouzhou? Surprised, huh?"

Qin Lie let out a breath, neither surprised nor pleased.

With a cold face, he said, "Take her away."

"What did you say?" Madam Qin's voice came through, speaking rapidly, "The signal is bad on my end, I can't hear you. Your father and I have gone abroad. Zhouzhou is too young to fly alone, so take care of her for now. Anyway, she's your daughter. Oh, the signal is bad again, I have to hang up."

The call was disconnected.

Qin Lie tightly clenched his phone, his knuckles turning white. He was truly infuriated.

Seeing him like this, Zhouzhou ran over again, tiptoeing and holding his hand, softly saying, "Dad, don't be angry. I'm easy to take care of, I won't give you any trouble."

Hearing her words, Qin Lie looked at her.

Zhouzhou also smiled at him, trying to please him. She looked very well-behaved.

Qin Lie frowned, glanced at the time, and made another call.

Before long, his assistant arrived. "CEO Qin."

"Take her to get another room," Qin Lie ordered.

The assistant glanced at Zhouzhou and whispered, "CEO Qin, this is the last available room."

Hearing this, Qin Lie gave him a cold look and sneered, with an ambiguous meaning in his words, "You better be obedient."

The assistant panicked and immediately lowered his head, not daring to speak. He felt helpless in his heart. On one side was Madam Qin and the Old Master; on the other side was CEO Qin, each one more powerful than the other. He didn't have a choice at all.

"Leave," Qin Lie said in a flat tone.

He didn't even need to call the front desk. With his mother's way of doing things, she probably booked all the available hotel rooms within a ten-mile radius.

He couldn't be bothered to do useless work anymore. He turned to look at Zhouzhou, his tone cold and hard, "Stay away from me."

"Oh," Zhouzhou moved back and lay down on the other side of the bed, turning her head to look at him. "Dad, is this okay?"

Every time she called him dad, Qin Lie's heart skipped a beat. His face grew even darker, and he sternly said, "Don't call me dad."

Zhouzhou pouted, obediently saying, "Okay, dad."

Qin Lie: "..."

Seeing that he was about to speak again, Zhouzhou burrowed into the covers and her soft voice came from underneath, "I'm going to sleep, dad. Goodnight, dad. Sweet dreams, dad!"

Qin Lie: "..."