Curious Baby Qin Fei

"Uh..."

Wang Yousheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Stunned for a moment, he quickly corrected her, "Xiao Wang, it's Xiao Wang."

Qin Fei also realized her slip. "How could I do that? You're old enough to be my dad. I'd better call you Uncle Wang."

Wang Yousheng was flattered and didn't say anything more.

Being called Uncle Wang was definitely better than Little Turtle.

About ten minutes later, the door to the private room opened.

Elder Zeng and Elder Liu walked out with smiles on their faces; they must have had a pleasant chat with Qin Ning.

"Let's go, back to the capital."

Elder Zeng said, then looked at Zhou De and the others. "You don't need to see us out. Stay here and entertain Qin Ning well. Don't neglect him."

Soon, the originally crowded hotel corridor suddenly became much more spacious.

"Brother."

Shortly after Elder Zeng left, Qin Fei took the lead and entered the private room.

Behind her, Zhou De, Xia Zhenye, and the others followed, but they all looked very restrained.

"Sit down, everyone," Qin Ning smiled faintly, glancing at the group.

Exchanging glances, the crowd didn't stand on ceremony and each found a seat.

"Xiao Fei, quickly tell the waiter to serve some fresh dishes," Xia Zhenye hurriedly said.

"Okay, Dad, I'll arrange it right away."

Xia Fei nodded and then walked out of the room.

Qin Ning didn't say much; he just accompanied Qin Fei for another meal, occasionally chatting with Zhou De, Xia Zhenye, and the others.

After some interaction, Zhou De and Xia Zhenye realized that Qin Ning was very approachable and didn't put on any airs. This immediately relieved much of their psychological burden.

It wasn't until around nine o'clock in the evening that they left the hotel.

In the parking lot, Qin Fei started her new car, with Qin Ning sitting in the passenger seat.

Outside the car, Zhou De, Xia Zhenye, and the others were seeing them off.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Xia, my brother and I will head back now. You don't need to see us off anymore, hurry up and get busy with your own affairs," Qin Fei said, rolling down the window.

She had a pile of questions in her heart right now and only wanted to get home as soon as possible to ask Qin Ning for an explanation.

Earlier during the meal, Qin Fei had already learned the identities of Zhou De and Xia Zhenye.

Before Elder Zeng and Elder Liu left, they had also specifically greeted her.

Qin Fei was deeply shocked. Of course she recognized those two big shots; after all, she had seen them on TV plenty of times.

But Qin Fei didn't understand. Her brother had been in a coma in bed for five years. After waking up, how did he suddenly become someone she didn't recognize at all?

"Brother, what on earth is going on?"

Returning to their rented apartment, Qin Fei pulled Qin Ning to sit on the sofa.

"Xiao Fei, do you believe there are immortals in this world?"

Qin Ning smiled at her and replied with a question.

"Immortals?"

Qin Fei paused. "You mean the kind on TV?"

"Pretty much," Qin Ning nodded.

"Then of course I don't believe it. I actually believed it when I was a kid, but now that I'm grown up, how could I believe in such things." Qin Fei was confused, not understanding why Qin Ning would suddenly ask this.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Qin Ning raised his palm.

Then, a sense of weightlessness washed over Qin Fei's entire body, catching her off guard and making her let out a cry of surprise.

But what made it even more unbelievable for Qin Fei was that, for some unknown reason, her body was actually suspended in mid-air, floating above the sofa.

"What I want to tell you is that immortals truly exist in this world, and your brother is one." Qin Ning retracted his spiritual energy, letting Qin Fei sit back down on the sofa.

She looked sluggish, her eyes wide open, staring at Qin Ning as if she hadn't yet recovered from what just happened.

The education she had received since childhood told her that this was impossible.

But the experience just now had truly and authentically happened to her.

"Brother, are you really an immortal?"

After a good while, Qin Fei finally snapped out of her shock, though her face still held a look of utter disbelief.

"Yes," Qin Ning nodded.

"Then do you know the Kamehameha wave?"

"What about Balala the Fairies' transformation? Or Armor Hero?"

Qin Fei only felt amazed, asking questions non-stop.

Qin Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "The things you're talking about basically have nothing to do with immortal cultivation."

In order to make her understand better, Qin Ning simply picked Qin Fei up, and then with a leap, disappeared from the rented apartment.

Qin Fei only felt a flash of white before her eyes. When her vision recovered, she realized that she was actually being held by Qin Ning, flying in the sky.

Looking down, the myriad twinkling lights of Liu City were all in plain view.

At such a height, Qin Fei's hands unconsciously hugged Qin Ning tighter. She said with some fear, "Brother, let's go back quickly. It's too high up here, I'm scared!"

"Okay."

Qin Ning didn't waste words. With a flash, he reappeared, having already brought Qin Fei back inside the rented apartment.

"Brother, besides flying, what else can you do?"

"Do you also know medical skills? I think I heard Brother Ping'an say you saved him before?"

"Do immortals go to the toilet?"

That night, Qin Fei squeezed onto the sofa with Qin Ning again, like a curious baby, asking endless questions.

"Brother, besides you, are there other immortal cultivators on Earth? Are they powerful? I used to always see people online talking about hidden families and things like that. Do those really exist?"

Qin Ning smiled and shook his head. "There are no other immortal cultivators. Those so-called hidden families are at most martial artists who know some fist and leg techniques."

As early as when he woke up in the hospital, Qin Ning had scanned the entire Blue Planet with his divine sense. As for so-called immortal cultivators, other than himself, he couldn't find a second person.

...

Early the next morning.

Qin Fei finished washing up, changed into professional attire, and prepared to go out for work.

Qin Ning couldn't help but say, "Xiao Fei, if you like working, I won't stop you. But if you encounter any unhappy things at work, remember to tell me, understood?"

"Understood, Brother."

Qin Fei nodded and opened the door.

"Xiao Fei."

Outside the door, Zhou Ping'an and Xia Fei had arrived at some unknown time and were already waiting there, carrying breakfast in their hands.

"Why are you guys here?" Qin Fei was taken aback.

"We just happened to be passing by and bought some breakfast, one portion for you and one for Brother Ning," Zhou Ping'an said.

"Come in first."

Qin Fei spoke, leading them into the rented apartment, and shouted to Qin Ning, "Brother, time for breakfast! Brother Ping'an and the others specially brought it."

"Okay."

Qin Ning replied and walked over to sit at the dining table.

"You guys sit down too." He glanced at Xia Fei and Zhou Ping'an standing nearby.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Ning."

Receiving Qin Ning's approval, the two immediately sat down.

"Xiao Fei, were you just about to head out for work?" Zhou Ping'an couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, but I plan to resign after finishing this month. I want to spend more time with my brother from now on." Qin Fei took a sip of century egg and lean meat porridge.

"Xiao Fei, I heard Aunt Lin say last night that you seem to be working at Tianyu Real Estate?" Xia Fei asked.

"Yeah, what's up?"

Xia Fei was delighted upon hearing this. That is great! Young Master Zhou and I are planning to head over there in a bit. Why don't we go together since it is on the way?

You guys are going too? Are you looking to buy a house? Qin Fei asked curiously, her eyes lighting up. Was this not a perfect chance to boost her sales performance?

Not to buy a house, just to take a look around and do an inspection. Xiao Fei, you might not know this, but Tianyu Real Estate is actually my family's property, Xia Fei said, scratching his head.

Saying it was an inspection was a lie; he really just wanted to use this opportunity to see if he could curry favor with Qin Fei.

Ever since they found out that Qin Ning was someone even Elder Zeng and Elder Liu treated with utmost respect, Xia Fei and Zhou Ping'an knew very well that as long as they could please Qin Fei, they would definitely be able to gain Qin Ning's attention. The future benefits would be unimaginable.

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