Qin Ya hung up the phone, feeling inexplicably pleased.
She suddenly wanted to go and see this increasingly capable "little housekeeper" of hers.
Inside the dessert shop.
Qin Ya sat in her usual spot.
She watched as Huangfu Chengshi placed three exquisitely packaged chestnut cakes in front of her.
His face was openly happy.
Like a big golden retriever who had finally waited for its owner.
"Sis Ya, how come you have time to come today?"
He sat down opposite her and asked cautiously.
Qin Ya didn't answer.
She just used her spoon to slowly cut a small piece of cake.
Then, she lifted her eyes and looked at him quietly.
The young man before her had grown a little taller.
He wore a simple white T-shirt and jeans.
Clean, fresh.
His features had grown even more handsome.
He had completely shed the childishness of a boy.
He was now a handsome young man who would have girls secretly taking pictures of him on the street.
Alright, the little brother before her wasn't just handsome; he was breathtakingly beautiful.
Just like their first meeting, she too had been drawn in by his excessively beautiful appearance.
"Huangfu Chengshi."
She spoke suddenly.
"What do you want to do in the future?"
Huangfu Chengshi was taken aback.
He hadn't expected her to ask this.
Almost without thinking, the words tumbled out.
"I want to do things that can help Sis Ya."
His gaze was clear and firm.
"Oh?"
Qin Ya was amused by his matter-of-fact answer.
"Such as?"
"Earn lots and lots of money."
Huangfu Chengshi sat up straight.
When talking about this topic, he shed all his playful demeanor.
His eyes sparkled with an enthusiasm and ambition that didn't match his age.
"Artificial intelligence, and, quantitative finance."
He uttered two of the hottest buzzwords of the time.
I will use the most advanced science to harness the most crazy art.
"I will become the king of the capital markets."
"And then..."
He looked at her, speaking word by word with utmost seriousness.
"I will lay all the best things in this world before you."
Qin Ya's hand, holding the spoon, paused.
She looked at him, at those eyes burning with fire.
For a moment, she was dazed.
She felt scalded by the near-fanatic fervor in his gaze.
Then, she found it somewhat amusing.
A little kid, not even an adult yet.
Quite the big talker.
"Hah."
She let out a soft laugh, resuming her usual lazy and haughty demeanor.
"Quite the ambition."
She reached out and ruffled his hair, just like she always did.
"Tell me that again when you've actually done it."
She still seemed to regard him as a little brother spouting unrealistic dreams.
She didn't see, after she withdrew her hand,
Huangfu Chengshi lowered his head, a confident, determined smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He would.
He definitely would achieve it.
Time flew by.
Huangfu Chengshi was admitted to Jingzhou University.
He chose a double major in Computer Science and Financial Mathematics.
While others were still enjoying the vibrant university life,
He lived like an ascetic.
Dormitory, library, laboratory.
A strict three-point routine.
The astonishing talent he displayed in the field of computer science made all the professors take notice.
In his sophomore year,
An opportunity landed in his lap.
The top-ranked M University School of Computer Science in Country A extended an invitation for an exchange study program.
For two years.
When Huangfu Chengshi told Qin Ya this news,
Qin Ya was in her top-floor office at the Qin Group, signing a contract worth billions.
"Mmm, I see."
She didn't even look up, just acknowledged indifferently.
"M University, not bad."
"Study hard over there."
"Don't embarrass me."
Her tone was the same as ever.
As if sending off a neighbor's kid to summer camp.
Huangfu Chengshi stood before her desk.
Watching her focused, perfect profile.
His throat felt tight.
He had so much he wanted to say.
Wanted to tell her it wasn't for himself.
It was to gain the power to match her, faster.
But, in the end, he only said softly,
"Sis Ya, you must, take good care of yourself."
"I know, little housekeeper."
Qin Ya finally finished signing.
She looked up and waved her hand somewhat impatiently.
“Go on, don’t stand there and delay my work.”
Huangfu Chengshi opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.
He turned and silently left the office.
The office door closed.
The office returned to silence.
Qin Ya leaned back in her large leather chair.
She looked at that tightly shut door.
Suddenly, she felt a bit empty inside.
Two years.
So long.
That clingy, annoying, unshakeable little pendant.
This time, he was really leaving.
From now on, no one would text her during meetings asking what she wanted for dinner.
No one would magically produce her favorite chocolate when she was irritable.
No one would look at her with those sparkling eyes that saw only her in the whole world.
For the first time, Qin Ya realized.
That boy's presence had already, unknowingly, seeped into every corner of her life.
Habit was truly a terrifying thing.
She picked up another file irritably.
But couldn't read a single word.
The day before leaving for Country A.
Huangfu Chengshi asked to meet Qin Ya.
Still, that dessert shop.
Still, that window seat.
Qin Ya looked at the young man sitting opposite.
He wore a clean white T-shirt.
His features were handsome, his posture tall and straight.
He had shed all traces of boyishness, now a thoroughly handsome and beautiful man.
Just sitting there quietly, he drew the gazes of all the girls in the shop.
A inexplicable sense of reluctance stirred in Qin Ya's heart.
Along with a possessiveness she couldn't quite explain.
This little wolf dog she had watched grow up.
Was about to be released into a wider world.
There would be more, even prettier girls there.
Would they like him?
Would he like them?
This thought flashed through her mind.
Qin Ya was immediately startled by her own thinking.
What was she thinking?!
She was his sister.
"Study hard once you're there."
Qin Ya picked up her coffee, using her usual tone of a young lady to disguise her chaotic emotions.
"Don't embarrass me."
"Mmm."
Huangfu Chengshi kept his head down, stirring the coffee before him with a small spoon.
He wasn't looking at her.
"If... if anyone bullies you, call me."
"Mmm."
"Do you have enough money? If not, I..."
"Sis Ya."
Huangfu Chengshi suddenly interrupted her.
He looked up.
Those deep, dark eyes, like they held galaxies,
Were fixed intently, burning, on her.
"You, wait for me to come back."

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”