Experience what it truly means to be an elder sister.

“When your dad... is he your mom’s suitor?”
“Suitor... Mom says that too. She says he’s just a friend and will never become my dad.”
“Well, since your mom says so, what are you worried about?”
“But he calls Mom a lot, buys things for me, but I don’t really like him. Mom only needs me!” The little girl’s eyes were full of dissatisfaction.
Chu Fengyi and Chu Qingchan, sitting nearby, understood her feelings—it was a normal reaction for a child afraid her mother’s love might be taken away.
But suddenly, the girl changed direction, “I think you’d be perfect as my dad, brother.”
“Eh?!”
The Chu sisters exclaimed in unison, exchanged glances, then turned their heads away, avoiding each other.
“Why?”
Xu Lin found it amusing. How could she think someone she’d just met would be suitable as her father?
“Because you tell great stories, you’re clever, you sing beautifully, and you’re gentle and kind to me... And... you’re handsome!”
“Haha, you really know how to flatter, but I can’t be your dad.”
“Why not?”
“Well... Your mom probably wouldn’t choose me.”
Xu Lin didn’t quite know what to say. He didn’t even have a proper girlfriend at the moment, and that reason wasn’t wrong.
She was the chairwoman of a billion-dollar company, and he was just an ordinary student.
Aside from his looks being slightly above average, he had nothing that would make her look at him twice.
“What if Mom did choose you?” The little girl pressed on, unwilling to let go.
“You just said your mom only needs you, didn’t you? Besides, I’m not old enough to be your dad.”
“Brother... Sister, Uncle and Aunt aren’t the same age.” She counted on her fingers, pondering cutely.
“So when you grow up, you can be my dad.”
“Haha, alright, when I grow up.” Xu Lin humored her.
A few more words were exchanged outside, then Ye Qinleng returned to the car, the metal gate slowly opened, and they drove into the heart of the meadow.
“Miss Ye, you can park the car here.” A young man waved them over, and they parked in a corner of the field.
Once parked, everyone got out. The handsome middle-aged man followed a few people over.
When he saw Xu Lin carrying Peony, his eyebrows twitched, the smile on his lips cooled, but he quickly donned it again.
“Everyone, allow me to introduce myself. Zhang Qingzhen, Qinleng’s high school teacher. Having met such an outstanding student, my teaching career feels fulfilled.”
“Now I run a small business, hoping to give everyone a place to exercise, play basketball, soccer, and so on.”
He gave a full display of his self-deprecating charm, but apart from Xu Lin’s nod, the other two gave him no response, leaving him somewhat awkward.
He glanced at Ye Qinleng, “Could you introduce everyone?”
“Business partners: Miss Chu Fengyi and her sister. Their friend, Xu Lin.”
“Well, whatever you want to play, we have the facilities here.”

He continued smiling. Though uncertain about Chu Fengyi’s age, his main attention was on Xu Lin and the little girl in his arms.
If they were just business partners’ friends, why was he carrying her daughter? He bought gifts for her all the time but never saw such intimacy.
“I want to play badminton!” Peony called out.
“All right, let’s play badminton. What about you two?” Xu Lin looked at the Chu sisters.
“I’d rather lie down and sleep, but since we’re here—oh, Mr. Zhang, is there a place to practice martial arts?”
Chu Fengyi yawned and suddenly remembered they hadn’t done their daily training.
“Miss Chu, you want to dance? We do have a dance studio.”
“No, a venue for combat sports—wrestling, that sort of thing.”
“Surprising, not many girls like martial arts. There’s a shared space for taekwondo and judo, not in use at the moment. I’ll open it up for you. Xiao Li, come here.”
“Chu Fengyi, you’re here to relax, do you still want to train?”
“Of course. But your dodging practice is off today—we’ll just do move-feeding drills.”
“That’s a relief.”
Xu Lin breathed out; she’d spared him a bit of dignity. Otherwise, getting beaten up in front of everyone would be embarrassing.
“Brother, don’t fight.”
“It’s not fighting, it’s martial arts practice.”
“Is it like what they show on TV, flying around and all?”
“Sort of, but not nearly that impressive.”
“Oh, oh, then let’s play badminton first, okay~” She began to act spoiled, and Ye Qinleng, not far away, smiled at them.
Suddenly, Zhang Qingzhen felt uneasy. What’s happening? The girl I’ve chased since college—could she be swept away by this little guy?
Was she always rejecting him because she didn’t like men his age, preferring younger men? But she never did anything but work…
A dozen minutes later, they drove across the meadow to the indoor badminton court. It was lively, many people playing.
“Brother, I’m really good at badminton!”
“Well, I don’t play much. You’ll probably beat me.”
Xu Lin carried Peony into the court. The owner’s arrangement meant a court was reserved, even with many waiting in line.
The others sat nearby. Zhang Qingzhen quickly took a seat beside Ye Qinleng. The little girl shot him a distant glare.
“Why do you dislike him so much? He seems like a nice enough person.”
“I just don’t like him. Mom says he’s not actually that good. She says... well, everyone has a side you don’t see.”
“That’s true.” Xu Lin thought President Ye was absolutely right.
“Brother, let’s start.”
“Alright.”
The little girl picked up her special child’s racket and served, missing. Then tried again, and missed again.
“I’ll serve, you try to return.”

“Okay.” The little girl blushed, raising her racket.
Xu Lin lifted his arm, but the shuttlecock fell to the ground before it could fly.
“Brother dropped it, too, haha!”
“Ahem, I’ll serve properly this time.”
Truthfully, he wasn’t good at it; he hadn’t played since elementary school.
Focusing, he finally managed to send the shuttlecock straight to her.
She hopped up and managed to hit it back, but her height and strength weren’t enough, and the net blocked it.
“You guys, remove the net.” Zhang Qingzhen waved, and some young staff came to help.
“Hey, Qinleng, who is that young man?” he whispered to Ye Qinleng.
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean.”
“Male...”
His eyes went wide.
“Male friend.”
“Whew, don’t scare me.”
“Mr. Zhang, we’ve known each other for years. Please stop pursuing me. You’re thirty-six, thirty-seven; you should find a girl and settle down. Jia Rou is quite nice, isn’t she?”
“She’s not as good as you. No one is as good as you.”
“Mr. Zhang, if I really liked you, would we have been friends for nearly ten years? Even if I agreed, would your parents accept me? I have a child.”
“A child is no problem—I can talk to them! If it doesn’t work, we can just date. Sometimes, the label…”
“Don’t say any more, Mr. Zhang. There’s really no possibility between us.”
Ye Qinleng’s face turned cold. Zhang Qingzhen slapped his own mouth, regretting his words.
After about ten minutes of badminton, the little girl’s stamina ran out, and she stepped aside.
“Who plays badminton next?”
“Sis, do you want to play?”
“I don’t want to…”
“Oh? Are you afraid that the few things you can beat me at will become even fewer?” Chu Fengyi switched to teasing mode.
Chu Qingchan lifted her head, put on her sports shoes, and declared, “Chu Fengyi, though I’m not as good as you at fighting or business,
you don’t really think you’re better at everything else, do you? Come, let me show you why I’m your big sister!”