Here is the translation:
"Speaking of which, Qin Feiwǎn took a breath, 'Huo Rou had no martial arts skills when she was a child.'"
"None?" Qin Ningyi was also startled to hear this. "She learned later?"
He knew Huo Rou's skills. Strictly speaking, setting aside brute strength, he might not be able to defeat her.
"No, when she was thirteen, Chen Guochao was mischievous and learned a new move and went back..."
She didn't continue, but Qin Ningyi could probably imagine that Chen Guochao at that time didn't have the steady demeanor he had now. If he learned a new move, he would definitely look for someone to spar with, and he had no concept of sparing a woman.
"Then Huo Rou left home for two years. When she returned two years later, Chen Guochao never won against her again." At this point, Qin Feiwǎn's voice was a little choked with emotion.
At the age of ten something, the price she must have paid to defeat a robust boy who had been practicing martial arts for many years in just two years was unimaginable.
"Ningyi, we have to give Ah Rou the truth." After Qin Feiwǎn learned this, her first thought was this.
"We will," Qin Ningyi nodded.
He had also been afraid of the truth, afraid that it would push him and Huo Rou further apart. Even so, he still wanted to find this truth for her.
Qin Feiwǎn looked at the lights flashing by the roadside, raised her hand, and looked at her empty fingers, regretting that it was enough for her to bear it alone.
"I'll handle the company matters," she said indifferently. "Daocheng Village is a good place, with simple folk customs..."
Qin Ningyi frowned when he heard her mention this. There was no talk of power struggles between the siblings. He was just surprised that Qin Feiwǎn, who had always been unwilling to deal with business, would suddenly make such a request.
"Grandma told me that if you find Grandma Yao's residence, you might want to visit her in person," Qin Feiwǎn relayed the information she heard from Taichuan City.
She smiled purely, "You go find Grandma Yao, and it will also help you relax."
"Your sister, I've pushed you to the front to take the blame for so many years and never done anything for you. I'll take care of the company for this period."
"Sister, you don't have to... make yourself suffer."
Qin Feiwǎn interrupted him, "You've already sacrificed too much for me and Xiao Jian. I'm just looking after things for a while, how can that be suffering?"
Having experienced and heard so much during these days, she finally began to understand what it meant to be unable to control oneself and what inner restraint was like.
While she had been wholeheartedly devoted to pursuing her dream of fashion design over the years, her younger brother, bound by responsibility, had given up on his own attainable dreams. While she had been fixated on one person, pursuing only her own desires, her little radish, bound by loyalty, had locked away her love.
People were not meant to exist solely for themselves.
Late at night at the Qin family home.
In the corridor, Qin Ningyi looked at Qin Feiwǎn again, "Sister..."
"Alright, don't worry anymore," Qin Feiwǎn said, looking at him. "Don't forget, I've taken financial courses."
Her usual spirited confidence returned in an instant.
Qin Ningyi looked at the determination and confidence on her face and said no more. He smiled at Qin Feiwǎn, just like he did when she rushed out to protect him after he had been beaten back then.
Returning to the study, Qin Ningyi sat at the desk, ready to open his computer and start organizing documents. With Qin Feiwǎn in charge of the company, he no longer had to worry about Xiao Konglin's complaints.
Without delay, he would leave in the next few days.
The computer desktop lit up, and the photo of Huo Rou and An'an sitting on the lawn watching Shen Feng run came into view.
The sunset glow was brilliant, dappling through Huo Rou's hair.
An'an's smile was full of happiness.
Qin Ningyi habitually stroked the pendant on his chest, and after a while, he began to open the document files.
The night was terrifyingly quiet.
The housekeeper had been guarding outside the door for a long time. Before Miss Huo was here, Mr. Qin never worked overtime this late. How fickle are the ways of the world! The housekeeper sighed faintly.
The sound of keyboard typing and the rustling of a pen writing overlapped. As Qin Ningyi put down his pen again to rub his temples, a "beep beep beep" sound echoed from the silent study.
The sound was urgent and grew louder.
Qin Ningyi followed the sound. It was Huo Rou's computer.
She seemed to be working on something, and the computer had never been turned off. Before leaving, for safety, he had specifically moved her computer to the study.
"Beep beep beep—"
The sound became more urgent. Qin Ningyi got up to check. The sound was as rapid as an alarm.
"Mr. Qin, what's wrong?" The housekeeper also heard the abnormal sound and asked, knocking on the study door from outside.
"Did Madam instruct you about her computer before she left?" Qin Ningyi asked from inside the study.
Hearing Qin Ningyi blurt out this title, the housekeeper paused for a moment before realizing he was referring to Miss Huo. He smoothly adopted the term, "Madam only said to call her if her computer had any abnormalities."
Qin Ningyi took out his phone and scrolled to Huo Rou's number. While operating the computer screen, he summoned his courage and dialed the number.