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"This is certainly not a robin, but a masked fool whose name is Fireworks, which Mr. Sunday must have heard of?"

"Hanabi..."

On Sunday, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

Because of his absolute trust in his sister's character, he didn't believe the photos were real.

On Sunday, he wasn't so much of a sister-obsessed man that he monitored his sister's every move, but given the critical situation, he had a basic grasp of his sister's schedule—there was absolutely no way she would appear in those scenes.

His earlier admission had momentarily thrown him off balance, but now that he was completely calm, Hanabi's name instantly connected all the doubts.

That fool who thrives on chaos!

"That's right, it's her, that wretched Masked Fool Hanabi!"

Qiong pointed his right index finger to the sky and shouted indignantly:

"She did it all!"

As if she had suffered a great injustice, Qiong burst into tears:

"She deceived my feelings, deceived my body, and what's worse, she also cheated me out of my money!"

"She toyed with my pure and innocent heart; she's a thoroughly wicked woman!"

"How dare they slander the pure and innocent friendship between me and the robin! Their hearts are despicable!"

The sky suddenly turned to Sunday.

"Brother-in-law, this is no ordinary Fool; we must strike hard and punish him severely!"

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now..."

Sunday, who was sorting through clues, subconsciously responded, then abruptly stopped, her pupils contracting, her gaze fixed on Qiong with extreme vigilance and coldness:

"...What did you call me?"

"Brother."

Qiong answered matter-of-factly, with a touch of intimate sincerity.

"I felt an instant connection with Mr. Sunday. In terms of age, you should be my elder brother. To show my respect and admiration, I am willing to call you brother. It comes from the bottom of my heart."

"It's not necessary."

"Mr. Qiong is a distinguished guest of the family and the husband of Ms. Ruan Mei. He is of noble status. Between us, we can simply address each other by our first names."

Sunday's posture was impeccable, yet it erected an invisible wall.

"OK then."

Qiong shook her head and sighed, seemingly very regretful.

With a furrowed brow, Sunday took a deep breath and said slowly:

"This incident was indeed due to negligence on the part of the hotel's security personnel, which posed a serious threat to your safety and privacy. On behalf of the Oak Family and Pinocone, I would like to express our sincerest apologies to you."

A slight bow; Sunday etiquette is impeccable.

"We will conduct a thorough investigation into this matter and provide you with a satisfactory compensation plan to make up for your losses."

Is there really compensation?

Qiong's eyes lit up, and she gave a thumbs-up in praise:

"As expected of the person in charge of Pinocchio, he is fair and just, and his actions are admirable!"

"You flatter me."

On Sunday, he wore an impeccable, formulaic smile, completely immune to such flattery.

He changed the subject, his tone becoming gentle yet carrying an undeniable weight:

"However, before we discuss the specific details of the compensation, there is one thing I need to confirm with Mr. Qiong."

"What is it? Please tell me."

On Sunday, his deep gaze met Qiong's eyes:

"May I ask, what is your attitude towards my younger sister?"

"To be honest, I like robins."

Qiong answered crisply and decisively.

"Um!?"

Sunday's perfect smile froze instantly, a hint of surprise and instinctive wariness flashing across her eyes.

"Ok?"

Liu Ying, who had been quietly holding Qiong's hand, visibly stiffened for a moment.

"After all, Miss Robin is so gentle, beautiful, elegant, and kind, she's practically a perfect angel descended to earth!"

Qiong's tone instantly became fervent and sincere, filled with pure admiration and worship.

"Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like Miss Robin? No way! I've been Miss Robin's biggest fan since birth!"

Hearing this series of heartfelt praises, Sunday's tense expression finally eased a bit, and he couldn't help but nod slightly in his heart.

That's right, the beauty of the robin deserves everyone's love.

So this is what it means to like someone.

Hearing the adoration of a fan for their idol from Qiong's words, Liu Ying's tense heartstrings quietly relaxed, but she was still a little disappointed.

When you get back, should you try learning to sing?

"So, big brother."

Qiong Yi slammed her hand on the table, stood up, grabbed Sunday's hand, and shook it vigorously, saying with unwavering determination:

"Brother, you want to protect the robin, and I love robins too. Aren't we like-minded companions?"

"..."

At this moment, Sunday finally realized that something was clearly wrong.

He felt a sense of déjà vu as he faced the young man.

That feeling of being deliberately provoked and having the rhythm easily swayed... it's almost like dealing with another firework.

This Qiong is definitely not just a nameless guest!

"hehe."

Responding with a polite smile while refusing, Sunday subtly and gracefully broke free from Qiong's enthusiastic handshake with an extremely skillful and impolite force.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I will not disturb Mr. Qiong from continuing to enjoy his sweet dream."

"Have a pleasant journey in Pinocone."

He nodded slightly, preparing to end this exhausting conversation.

As he turned to leave, he paused slightly, turned his head, and spoke in a tone of just the right amount of concern, as if it were merely a well-intentioned reminder:

"However... forgive my bluntness, but perhaps this is not something I should interfere with. But being half-hearted is ultimately immoral."

His gaze lingered meaningfully on Liu Ying for a moment before returning to Qiong's face, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Ms. Ruan Mei, do you know the lady beside you?"

He stopped there, saying no more.

Given his consistent Sunday behavior and moral principles, he is by no means a gossip.

But there's the rumored affair between Qiong and the robin, his suspected ulterior motives towards the robin, and the possibility that Ms. Ruan Mei might find out about Qiong's actions in the dream...

Who knows what outrageous things an enraged genius might do?

Ms. Ruan Mei may not be love-struck, but even a one in ten thousand chance could be a large-scale event for Pinocchio.

This is for the safety of Pinocene.

Of course, it also concerns his subsequent plans, which he cannot afford to fail...

"I will introduce Liu Ying to Ruan Mei later."

Qiong didn't take it to heart and smiled casually.

I paused for a moment on Sunday.

Could it be that the civilization on the planet where Ms. Ruan Mei was born practiced polygamy?

The Milky Way is vast, the universe is boundless, and countless civilizations exist, each with its own unique culture.

Civilizations that support polygamy, monogamy, and polyandry all exist, and different customs exist just like different countries on Earth, depending on the laws of the place of residence.

That shouldn't be the case.

I left on Sunday with some doubts.

Liu Ying stood there, stunned. She sensed that something was off about Sunday's last look.

Ruan Mei...that name sounds so familiar.

"Qiong, what exactly happened?"

Just as Liuying was pondering, Nana ran over and bombarded her with questions:

"I didn't see wrong, did I? That's the head of the Oak family! Do you know Miss Robin? Were you and her framed?"

It wasn't entirely gossip; if she had been framed, she would also try to help Qiong!

"It's nothing, just a small misunderstanding."

Qiong has no intention of getting Nanako, an ordinary person, involved in these messy things; it's pointless.

With a little persuasion, a little acting, and a little deception, they managed to get Nana Ke back to the shop.

"What are you thinking about?"

Holding Liuying's hand as they walked down the street, Qiong noticed her absent-minded appearance and asked her a question.

"Um, Ruan Mei is..."

Liu Ying felt the name was familiar, but she just couldn't remember it.

"Genius Club #81"

"That expert in the field of life sciences!?"

Liu Ying's eyes widened. For a moment, she guessed it was the Genius Club, but as soon as Qiong said that, she immediately realized it.

"That's right, her words can definitely cure your entropy disorder."

Qiong was not at all disappointed by Sunday's 'guidance'.

"Entropy syndrome..."

Firefly was stunned.

So that's how it is!

That person is one of the very few people in the galaxy who can cure entropy loss.

Firefly had tried to get Silver Wolf to help her search, but she couldn't find him at all.

I never expected that Qiong could get Ruan Mei to help her. Judging from Mr. Sunday's words, Qiong and Ms. Ruan Mei's relationship is quite extraordinary...

Or, is it possible that Qiong cultivated a good relationship with Ms. Ruan Mei for her sake?

After all, Qiong had said before that he had an impression of 'Firefly' in his remaining memories, so his subconscious might remember his situation and thus instinctively try to get along well with Ms. Ruan Mei after meeting her?

As she thought about it, a warm current welled up in Liuying's heart, and she was deeply moved.

Qiong felt her hand being suddenly gripped tightly, and glanced at Liu Ying, whose eyes were sparkling.

Uh……

His idea was that once Liu Ying knew Ruan Mei was a doctor who had lost his way, she wouldn't be jealous anymore.

But Qiong never imagined that Miss Liuying's thought process could be so astonishing as to be able to conquer herself, and even the most top-tier kind of self-conquest.

Qiong suddenly remembered that Silver Wolf had made a remark while playing a game.

"I really miss the days when the 'Anti-Firefly Special Attack Noble Phantasm' was available."