Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Were You Acting on My Cheap Brother’s Orders?

The whole point of existence is to take good care of her?

So, tracing her whereabouts clearly, wherever she appears, disasters follow?

A four-car pile-up at the crossroads.

A construction vehicle attack on campus nearly hitting a little girl.

The collapse of the main teaching building at Imperial University.

And the mysterious disappearance of data under the Nalan Group’s satellite surveillance.

Even the car returning the original Lan Qingxin from the countryside, had an accident at Ice Lake...

For every incident, only Xiangxiang knew her whereabouts.

When she left school, when she came back, Xiangxiang knew better than anyone else.

Even so, she never doubted this simple-looking, pure-hearted, seemingly loyal young maid.

Until.

In the yard of the asylum where Wu Zhiming was, a drone captured Xiangxiang’s hand wearing lab gloves, and her side profile.

Those lab gloves, she had distributed from her lab allowance to Xiangxiang — since Xiangxiang worked in the canteen, long hours had made her young hands rough and scarred.

She always felt these were not burdens that a girl of this age should bear.

Feeling sorry for the girl, she specifically looked for surgical protective gloves to give to her, thinner and better fitting than ordinary rubber gloves, not affecting work.

Then Xiangxiang wore these gloves to find Wu Zhiming to modify the robotic archaeologist for an assassination attempt on her?

At this moment, Qin Xin stared at Xiangxiang’s face, her gaze deep and complex.

After a long silence.

Her voice was cool as she spoke, "So, you’ve been carrying out my cheap brother’s instructions all along?"

Xiangxiang was stunned: "Yes. Young Master Jue has been kind to me, I promised to repay him for a lifetime by taking good care of you. Rest assured, little miss, I won’t marry or leave you my whole life, I will keep my promise."

Qin Xin: "No need for a lifetime."

Xiangxiang: "Ah? Little miss, what do you mean?"

Qin Xin: "Nothing. Go eat some meat."

Her voice was as cold as frost.

But Xiangxiang seemed not to feel it, nodding vigorously: "Okay, little miss, I’ll get you some meat."

Just taking a couple of steps away, she suddenly turned back and smiled at Qin Xin: "Little miss, by the way, about you spending time with God Ao and the others, I never reported that to Young Master Jue. I thought you might not want him to know everything, and he never asked about it. It’s our little secret."

She had faced great resistance and risks to keep that secret.

She smiled, expecting Qin Xin’s praise.

Qin Xin was taken aback for a moment.

Her cool demeanor had a hint of thawing, but she quickly returned to her icy state: "Hmm."

Xiangxiang walked away slowly, puzzled as to why the little miss didn’t praise her.

Ao Xinghao came running over with a large skewer of grilled sweet shellfish: "Xin Xin Xin Xin, quick, eat while it’s hot. These sweet shellfish are best eaten at three minutes and eight seconds grilled..."

Qin Xin did not take the shellfish from his hand but instead reached out: "Pour me some wine."

Ao Xinghao snapped his fingers: "No problem!"

Today he had specially fetched a few bottles of vintage wine that the old man at home had hidden away in the cellar.

He put down the sweet shellfish and poured Qin Xin a glass of 25-year-old single malt whiskey.

The purity of its sweetness combined perfectly with the sweet shellfish.

Qin Xin tapped on the table, her brows slightly furrowed: "Feeling stingy about your wine? Reluctant to let me drink?"

Ao Xinghao coughed, looking at the glass only filled a third of the way, explained, "Sister Xin, we should drink slowly, I just don’t want you to get overly tipsy."