“It's only 7:30!” Long Yuehong put down the phone and said through gritted teeth.

He wished he could rush back to the 495th floor right now and beat Shang Jianyao up, but unfortunately, he couldn't win.

“It’s a good opportunity to have breakfast in the cafeteria.” Bai Chen didn’t know how many times she had experienced this kind of forced early rising.

Of course, her previous forced early rising referred to waking up before dawn but having to relocate in the middle of the night.

“Don’t you want to sleep some more?” Long Yuehong asked with concern.

There was still an hour and a half before nine o'clock; he could still catch a nap.

Bai Chen shook her head:

“No, I’m completely awake.”

Long Yuehong couldn't help but look back at the phone on the table:

“I can finally understand the complex feelings of love and hate that the protagonists in those Old World entertainment materials had for telephones.”

He pressed his cold right palm to his face, forcing himself to calm down in this way.

After breakfast and a period of dawdling, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen left at 9:30, carrying the fabric, biscuits, and fruit they had bought in advance, and took the elevator to the 495th floor.

Today was Sunday, and there were many employees active on the streets and in the activity center. A large number of them recognized Long Yuehong. Seeing him holding Bai Chen's hand, they all showed meaningful smiles and greeted him warmly.

Long Yuehong stood up straight, trying not to look embarrassed or uneasy.

He generously responded to the neighbors and took Bai Chen all the way to No. 11, Area C.

Gu Hong had already opened the door, sending Long Aihong and Long Zhigu to wander around in the hallway, keeping an eye out for the distinguished guest.

"They're here, they're here!" Long Aihong shouted into the room, then quickly greeted Long Yuehong and Bai Chen with a sweet smile, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

On one hand, she was happy for her brother and a bit of a show-off. On the other hand, she had heard her brother mention that her future sister-in-law was of high rank and had accumulated a lot of contribution points. If she could build a good relationship with her, wouldn't she have another source of snacks in the future?

"Hello." Bai Chen recalled Jiang Baimian's instructions, making sure the smile on her face wasn't too stiff.

At this time, Gu Hong had walked out of the room, warmly greeting:

"Come in quickly, why are you chatting at the door?"

Had they even had a chance to chat properly? *Hypocritical woman.* Long Aihong muttered to herself.

Bai Chen had previously rehearsed the process of meeting the parents in her mind, and immediately nodded, saying:

"Hello, Auntie."

She couldn't change the address until they registered.

Gu Hong scanned Bai Chen's face, feeling reasonably satisfied, but when she looked at her height, she felt a little regret.

The smile on her face remained unchanged:

"Come in, come in."

Long Yuehong quickly took Bai Chen's hand, carrying the gifts he had bought, and walked into the room.

He handed the things to Gu Hong:

"Mom, this is from Xiaobai for you."

"Oh, you're too polite, you didn't need to buy these!" Gu Hong said with a smile, handing the gifts to Long Dayong.

Bai Chen suddenly had a sense of illusion.

This was exactly the same as the scenario the team leader had used as an example.

The following development was also similar to what Bai Chen had expected. Everyone sat down separately, with smiles, chatting about how she and Long Yuehong had met and whether they had suffered a lot on the Ashlands, among other topics.

Bai Chen answered truthfully, as none of it was sensitive.

After chatting like this until almost lunchtime, Gu Hong finally stood up and said with a smile:

"Let's chat while we eat; we can't let our stomachs get empty."

"Okay, Auntie," Bai Chen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Baimian had said that the first time you meet the parents, if the elders are reasonably satisfied, they won't use questions that easily cause disagreement to test you; they'll only chat about trivial matters and family gossip.

Therefore, Bai Chen tentatively concluded that her performance just now was barely qualified, and Long Yuehong's parents and siblings had a decent impression of her.

Listen more, speak less, praise more, complain less, smile more, move less—that was all there was to it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Gu Hong went to help Long Dayong serve the dishes, and Long Yuehong was embarrassed to be idle, Long Aihong finally found a chance to approach Bai Chen and asked in a low voice:

"Sister-in-law, why did you fall for my brother?"

"He's pretty good; why couldn't I fall for him?" Bai Chen said truthfully.

Long Aihong asked with a smile:

"I'm asking, how did your feelings develop?"

Bai Chen recalled and said:

"We were together every day, often facing, uh, often facing danger together. And he showed a lot of courage and valued you. It's normal for feelings to develop."

"I see… How romantic!" Long Aihong recalled scenes from certain Old World entertainment materials, sighing with longing.

Bai Chen didn't want to discourage this young girl. She hadn't even dared to say "sharing life and death" earlier, for fear of upsetting Long Yuehong's family.

She just smiled and reminded her:

"You probably won't be assigned to the Security Department."

"Yeah…" Long Aihong sighed a long sigh.

She turned to look at Bai Chen, her eyes shining brightly, and said:

"Sister-in-law, tell me some stories about your adventures. My brother rarely mentions them."

"If I have the chance later," Bai Chen didn't refuse.

Long Aihong immediately beamed:

"Okay, okay.

"Sister-in-law, you're so nice!"

Receiving such treatment, Bai Chen suddenly felt like she was beginning to integrate into this family.

Outside Room 14, at the end of the corridor, a figure wearing blue clothes was surreptitiously watching Long Yuehong's home.

It was none other than Shang Jianyao.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Shang Jianyao turned around sharply and saw Jiang Baimian's familiar face.

"I thought it was the Order Supervisor," he said, visibly relieved.

"What are you doing so suspiciously?" Jiang Baimian looked the guy up and down with suspicion.

Shang Jianyao quickly explained:

"Wasn't I afraid that Xiaobai would get stage fright and not perform well?

"If there were any problems, I would rush over and guide Little Long's parents and siblings to ignore the unpleasant scenes and start over."

Jiang Baimian said, amused and annoyed:

"You really value your friends."

"Little Long and Xiaobai haven't had it easy all these years," Shang Jianyao said suddenly with a heavy heart.

He then asked Jiang Baimian:

"Why are you here?"

Today was just Bai Chen meeting the parents; it wasn't a wedding banquet.

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"You can care about Little Long and Xiaobai, but I can't?

"I came to see how it's going and if there's anywhere that needs smoothing over."

"You're late; it's already over," Shang Jianyao pointed out.

Jiang Baimian ground her teeth:

"The journey of life is always full of surprises."

"So you got lost while walking…" The honest Shang Jianyao was quickly suppressed to the "ground" by the other Shang Jianyao.

Jiang Baimian slowly exhaled, stepped past Shang Jianyao, and glanced at Long Yuehong's home.

Listening to the faint sounds of laughter and cheerful voices, she revealed a gratified expression.

"Let's go; let's go to your room and take a look," Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao, retracting her gaze.

"What do you want to do?" Shang Jianyao was greatly alarmed.

Jiang Baimian rolled her eyes at the guy:

"Let's talk about what's been happening recently."

Shang Jianyao suddenly understood, looking around vigilantly:

"I'll go back first; you come over later.

"Remember, Area B, No. 196."

It was like a secret agent rendezvous… Jiang Baimian didn't interrupt Shang Jianyao's playfulness, watching him walk towards Area B on the same floor.

Anyway, the things they were going to talk about were indeed quite confidential.

After waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Baimian started walking, heading to Area B with a composed demeanor.

Before long, she entered Shang Jianyao's Room 196, looking around the six-square-meter space.

She made no comment, pulled over the chair behind the desk by the window, sat down, and said:

"What are your plans regarding the 'Life Ritual' cult?"

The reason Jiang Baimian had looked for an opportunity to talk to Shang Jianyao about this matter was because she was worried that he would eventually be unwilling to let it go and make unwise attempts.

Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up and he said:

"I plan to ask you for help."

"Help with what?" Jiang Baimian immediately became alert.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Shang Jianyao said with bright eyes:

"If we don't take action, will the person who influenced Xiaobai and Little Long's dreams be unable to restrain themselves and make them have the same dreams again, in order to transmit more important information?"

"It's quite possible," Jiang Baimian commented calmly.

Shang Jianyao laughed:

"We all know that it's impossible to distinguish who is who through human consciousness.

"If the people whose dreams are influenced that day aren't Xiaobai and Little Long, but you and me, can't we inversely sense the target, catch him, and thoroughly interrogate him about his purpose and the authenticity of the information related to the 'Life Ritual' cult?"

"Theoretically, yes," Jiang Baimian roughly understood what Shang Jianyao's plan was.

Shang Jianyao said excitedly:

"Let's find an opportunity to disguise ourselves as Xiaobai and Little Long, move into Xiaobai's home, and wait to have our dreams influenced.

"We can do this during work hours; it won't be easily discovered."

"But it's impossible to disguise ourselves every day. We can't know which day the other party will come to influence our dreams," Jiang Baimian poured cold water on him.

Shang Jianyao thought about it carefully, feeling a little dejected.

Jiang Baimian chuckled:

"Making plans can't rely on coincidence and luck.

"The success rate of your plan is lower than directly asking Mei Shou'an and Minister Xi Yu if they are members of the 'Life Ritual' cult…"

As she spoke, Jiang Baimian suddenly fell silent.

Shang Jianyao seemed to have received a reminder, slapping his right fist into his left palm and saying:

"That's right, we can ask directly!"

His expression gradually became grim:

"Finding Director Su is too risky, too abrupt, but finding Mei Shou'an and Minister Xi Yu, we have enough reasonable reasons.

"We'll find Mei Shou'an on the pretext of the previously promised physical examination, and find Minister Xi Yu on the pretext of reporting Xiaobai and Little Long's dreams. When the time comes, we'll hide 'persuasion' in the conversation and get the most truthful answer."

"What if they don't have any problems? You can't maintain the effect of 'Mind Implantation' all the time," Jiang Baimian asked in a deep voice.

Shang Jianyao smiled frankly:

"If they really don't have any problems and we're overthinking it and being used by someone, then I'll remove the 'Mind Implantation' myself and accept the corresponding punishment.

"Even if I'm demoted to the very bottom and locked up for education, I won't have any complaints."