Chapter 347: What Do You Think?

On the other end of the phone, silence fell instantly.

Even the faint sound of paper turning vanished completely.

Qing An didn't hear a response from the other side, and he repeated "my home" in each of the three kingdoms' languages.

Jun Chenling's fingers tightened around the pen, and the nib pressed a deep black dot into the document.

When did A Xin run over there?

He has been busy lately straightening out finances, dealing with lazy officials, and making up for the state affairs that were neglected when he previously accompanied Mu Xin during her master's and doctoral studies.

He barely had any time to sleep, and his whole being was at the peak of low pressure.

People in the palace didn't even dare to breathe, only daring to whisper that Prince Xun Li's state was entirely because Mu Xin had returned to Z Country, leaving him without the person who could steady his mind.

Jun Chenling never denied it.

As soon as Mu Xin returned home, his whole world felt half empty.

Qing An listened to the silence on the other end of the phone, his heart blooming with joy, so proud he felt his tail would perk up.

He just knew.

The only ones in the world who could make Jun Chenling make an exception were his sister and Mu Xin.

Now we can't mention his sister.

He cleared his throat, feigning calm as he pressed: "Why aren't you speaking? Are you free now?"

Jun Chenling took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his voice noticeably lower: "... When."

Done.

Qing An stifled the urge to laugh wildly, acting casual: "It's not set yet; I'll pick a good day and let you know in advance—will you come?"

Jun Chenling remained silent for a long time before lightly saying: "... We'll see when the time comes."

This trip to M Guo is absolutely necessary.

"What do you mean 'we'll see'!" Qing An complained, "You have to come! I'm telling you, this is a big deal, bigger than the princess investiture ceremony you held back then!"

Jun Chenling's brow rose slightly: "A big deal?"

"Anyway, it's fine as long as you come." Qing An said smugly, "I guarantee you'll have your eyes opened wide enough to make you envy and pound the wall."

Jun Chenling coldly rebutted, "I'm not envious."

"You may not say you're envious, but your heart's already gone crazy with envy!" Qing An snorted, "Don't think I don't know—you deliberately adopted Youbao as your sister back then just to piss me off!"

Jun Chenling didn't understand, "What does it have to do with my sister?" "If you're going to think that way, there's nothing I can do."

He's surprisingly candid?!

"Anyway, you have to come this time." Qing An declared firmly, "If you don't come, I'll tell A Xin that you don't want to see him, that you hate him."

Jun Chenling: "..."

Threatening people is still Qing An's thing.

He coldly said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"So, will you come or not?"

"... I see." Jun Chenling finally relented, "I'll go when I have time."

Qing An slumped back onto the sofa, utterly pleased with himself.

All set.

As long as Mu Xin is mentioned, that person will obediently come no matter what.

"That's about right." Qing An cleared his throat, regained composure, "I'll hang up now; I still have to go play with my sister… A Xin, unlike some people who can only handle documents alone."

Jun Chenling coldly replied, "Hang up."

He paused, then suddenly said, "Wait."

Unfortunately, Qing An had already happily ended the call.

Qing An stared at the blacked-out screen, the more he thought about it the prouder he felt, and he sprang up from the sofa.

Qing Wei could hear his brother's unrestrained voice from the side hall even from afar, and he shook his head helplessly, "Who provoked you again?"

Qing An immediately reined in his excitement a bit, feigned calm by adjusting his sleeves, lifted his chin, and said, "Nothing much, just invited a friend over to play; there'll be a good show to watch later."

Qing Wei looked at his brother's expression, which betrayed his thoughts despite his attempt to hide them, chuckled lightly, didn't press further, and only cautioned, "Don't go too far—Mingxi is still in the palace."

"Oh."

Mu Youyu crouched by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding Nuomi, the kitten curled in her arms, its fluffy head rubbing against her palm.

She lightly scratched the kitten's chin with her fingertips, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the white snow outside, her pinkish-gold hair loosely draped over her shoulders.

When Jiang Liangjin pushed the door open and entered, this was the scene he saw.

He didn't step forward right away, just stood a few steps away, silently watching her for a few seconds.

Naturally, his eyes could hold only her.

Since he could remember, his gaze had always followed her.

Watching her from birth, surrounded by a crowd… watching her grow up, when she got a bit older she would sit at her desk doing homework, drawing, practicing piano, or curl up on the sofa to watch cartoons.

After all these years, he had long grown accustomed to seeing only her.

Until Nuomi in her arms let out a soft "meow" and pawed at her sleeve, Mu Youyu seemed to snap out of it, slowly turning her head, "A Jin."

Jiang Liangjin's heart softened, he stepped forward, crouched before her to be eye‑level, and said, "Your legs will go numb if you squat too long—get up and sit."

"Okay!" Mu Youyu obediently shoved Nuomi into his arms, pushed herself up off the carpet, sat on the sofa, and swung her legs.

"A Jin, the teacher said if we take this exam we can be promoted directly to Senior Three Class A."

She spoke calmly, but if anyone else heard that, they'd surely be shocked.

Lanlin Gaozhong is a top‑tier private key high school, and its Senior Three Class A is a gathering of elites—only one in ten thousand prodigies can get in.

And yet she and Jiang Liangjin hadn't even finished their second year of high school properly, yet they could skip straight to the top class—this talent of theirs had long surpassed that of their peers.

In their eyes, it was just a natural progression.

Jiang Liangjin casually placed the glutinous rice on the carpet, saying, "That way we don't have to do the winter vacation homework."

Mu Youyu laughed, "How do you always think about skipping homework?"

"There's no need to write it," Jiang Liangjin turned his head to look at her, his tone serious, "It's purely a waste of time."

As the son of a school board member, he rarely did classroom homework at Lan Lin over the past two years.

Only for the summer/winter vacation homework, to set a token example, would he perfunctorily do it.

Mu Youyu tilted her head, twirling a strand of hair with her fingertip, deliberately teasing him, "So you say, can we pass the exam in one go? What if I fail?"

"Yes." Jiang Liangjin said without hesitation, "I'm fine, you're even more fine."

He never doubted her ability.

She is smart, learns quickly, grasps things instantly.

Mu Xin is a prodigy pursuing continuous master's and doctoral studies; as her fraternal twin sister, her talent is not lacking in the slightest.

Moreover, Jiang Liangjin and she grew up together from childhood, basically having the same teacher from early enlightenment, and of course private tutoring as well.

During the day they attended school; in the afternoon school ended early, while others played, they mostly studied with their private tutor.

They are not the type to rote‑study, yet they are smart and eager to learn, grasping things instantly, and have long acquired knowledge far beyond their current grade level.

Plus, they occasionally review, keeping their grades stable.

While others need to advance step by step, they already have the ability to skip grades.

This is also why they can do as they please.

Mu Youyu's lips curled up from his praise, her heart feeling delighted, yet she still teased him, "But what if I fail the exam?"

Jiang Liangjin lifted his gaze, his tone calm: "If we don't pass, we just won't take it; we can get into the A class."

"Then I'd better pass," she said, "otherwise someone might say she got in because of money."

"Alright, see what you think."