Chapter 480: Na'er: He Said I Am the Most Special

"Don't say it, this posture of watching the spectacle is truly too infectious..."

Xue Ke glanced around while eating melon, only to discover that the nobles had unknowingly picked up various fruits and snacks from the tables.

"That's why I say, besides cultivation, the joy of life is eating melon," Tang San said.

Xue Ke nodded blankly: "That makes some sense..."

"Brother Jian, who... is she?"

Ning Rongrong stepped away from Qin Jian's embrace and met the gaze of Na'er, who was standing behind him.

A gaze as gentle as water and one calm and pure suddenly collided; turbulent waves surged in the depths of their eyes, then slowly subsided.

Even Ning Rongrong revealed a look of astonishment at this moment.

Na'er was born truly too perfect, beautiful in a soul-stirring way that made it impossible for anyone to harbor any thoughts of dislike.

"Are you... really Brother Jian's daughter?"

She took a step forward, folded her hands over her lower abdomen, leaned forward slightly, and smiled faintly: "It doesn't quite look like it, because Brother Jian lived with me until he was 10 years old, so it's impossible for him to have... given birth to you with anyone."

"I don't know either..."

Na'er's voice was childish and ethereal, stirring pity in one's heart.

Her pair of Purple eyes were clear to the bottom, and she looked at Ning Rongrong with what seemed to be a bit of confusion and ignorance: "It was Dad who told me to call him that."

Ning Rongrong straightened her body, turned her head slowly, and looked at the stunned Qin Jian: "Brother Jian, why don't you explain? Who is she? Why does she call you Dad?"

"Na'er... when did I ever let you call me..." he blurted out.

Na'er tilted her head and looked at him with her pair of pure Purple eyes: "Didn't you?"

"Uh..."

Qin Jian choked up instantly, the sweat on his forehead already unstoppable: "That was just a joke, just a joke..."

"Oh!"

The melon-eating crowd let out a meaningful sound almost in unison, and the way they looked at Qin Jian was already indescribable.

"To actually adopt a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl and even make her call him Dad, this Chief Judge Qin's intentions... can't be guessed, can't be guessed," someone chuckled.

"How sordid! To actually ruin such a beautiful young girl!" Someone was heartbroken, wishing they could take his place.

"How did this Qin Jian become like this? He didn't seem this... before," this was Xue Ke's exclamation.

"Not this scummy yet, right..."

Tang San said happily: "This doesn't count as anything, just a small scene..."

"This is still a small scene? Then what is a big scene?" Xue Ke felt slightly horrified.

Tang San smiled faintly: "I haven't seen the big scene yet, but just thinking about it is pleasing to the eye. I often look forward to the day when all the girls he has provoked gather together, that scene..."

Upon hearing this, Xue Ke patted her chest: "It's a good thing I retreated while I was ahead..."

"Give me a piece of melon."

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded from beside them.

Tang San turned his head, startled at first, then amused: "Senior Jian Douluo, you are eating melon too?"

Jian Douluo took the melon, leaned against the pillar behind him, and watched Qin Jian's side with faint eyes, a rare smile appearing: "How could I not watch a good show performed by my own disciple?"

Tang San, Xue Ke: "..."

"Na'er, this move of yours... you really want to frame me to death..."

Watching the gazes of the people around him automatically shift into looks of viewing a scumbag, Qin Jian hurriedly linked his consciousness with Na'er: "Good Na'er, won't you spare me?"

"No."

Na'er said coldly, then disconnected her consciousness link with him.

Qin Jian: "..."

"Since it was just Brother Jian joking, then don't call him that anymore. It's not good if others misunderstand. Why not call him Brother instead?"

Ning Rongrong reached out, wanting to pat Na'er's head, but felt her eyes blur; the little girl suddenly disappeared and then reappeared beside Qin Jian, hugging his arm.

"That won't do. Dad said that Na'er is the most special, so I can't be the same as others."

Na'er unleashed her ultimate move again.

Sure enough, Ning Rongrong's eyes narrowed instantly: "He said, you are... the most special... one?"

Even from far away, the melon-eating crowd felt the air suddenly turn chilly.

Originally, Ning Rongrong had really thought this was just a little girl, and even if she called Qin Jian Dad, it was probably just a bit of Qin Jian's sordid little thoughts. No matter how much of a scumbag he was, he wouldn't go so far as to ruin such a young girl...

No, she wasn't that young!

Back then, she, Ning Rongrong, was even younger!

With her gaze fixed directly on Na'er's pure Purple eyes, alarm bells were ringing in Ning Rongrong's entire mind: "This is a love rival! This is a love rival! This is a love rival!"

From the moment she said that sentence, "Na'er is the most special," she was no longer just a little girl, but a love rival secretly undermining her!

In this day and age, can even twelve or thirteen-year-old girls engage in palace intrigue?

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong seemed to turn her head to look at Qin Jian, but the corner of her eye never left Na'er.

Sure enough, at this moment, a look of anticipation flashed across her Purple eyes.

Anticipating what? Anticipating me causing trouble for Brother Jian?

Why would she anticipate this?

Because she knows the lethality of this sentence, because just a few minutes ago, Brother Jian said that I was the most special one.

So, is she jealous? That's why she came to sow discord?

Then let me, Ning Rongrong, teach you a lesson and show you how a magnanimous primary wife acts!

"No, Rongrong, listen to me, I didn't mean to do anything, I was just..."

Qin Jian was covered in sweat.

But the outburst from Ning Rongrong that he had anticipated did not occur.

This gentle Princess merely reached out her hand, touched his cheek, and stroked it slowly, her beautiful eyes as tender as water.

"Brother Jian, there is no need to explain; Rongrong understands everything..."

Her voice was soft, yet it sounded so clear in the silent Yuexuan: "It must be too lonely being alone, right? My Brother Jian has always worked so hard, which is why you were able to reach Level 70 at such a young age, and why you could become a Chief Judge of the Spirit Hall and a commander of the Guard Army..."

As this string of titles was spoken, everyone's expression shifted slightly.

Only then did they realize that no matter how interesting the scene before them was, the protagonist at the center of this whirlpool was a person of real power, the kind with an extremely high status.

"And, my Brother Jian is only 19 years old this year..."

Once these words were spoken, even more people's expressions changed; the gazes of the few who had been looking at him like a piece of scum immediately turned into ones of profound reverence.

The gap was too vast, and the achievements were too high, so whatever you did was right, even if it was pedophilia...

This was the standard by which most ordinary people judged right and wrong.

"I believe my Brother Jian had no intention of doing anything to little Na'er at all; you were just too lonely, so you wanted to find someone to keep you company, right?"

Ning Rongrong's words delivered the final verdict: "In fact, the reason you made her call you Daddy was because you were afraid that if the two of you stayed together for too long, bad rumors would spread, isn't that right?"

New Year's Asura Field~

(End of this chapter)