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In the evening, in the living room.

Two families, seven people in total, sat together for dinner in a warm and joyous atmosphere.

"How long can you two stay this time?"

While serving Shen Qinghan food, Zhang Wanxin asked in a gentle voice.

Shen Qinghan's eyes curved slightly, and she said with an especially sweet smile, "Probably half a month."

"That's good," Zhang Wanxin smiled, her eyes filled with indulgence, "Today is October 6th, and in a week it will be both of your 20th birthdays, we can just celebrate in time."

While his mother and fiancée were chatting.

Lin Zichen was surveying his little sister in his mother's arms.

Lin Ziying, who had just turned a month old, was sitting obediently on Zhang Wanxin's thigh, gnawing on a big bird leg with relish.

It was the leg meat of a Ferocious Great Eagle, particularly tough, so tough that even adults would find it hard to gnaw.

But Lin Ziying, who was only this big, could rely on her tiny milk teeth.

The sight was truly astonishing.

In the days that followed.

Lin Zichen, apart from working on his acupoints, deepening his relationship with Shen Qinghan in bed, and spending time with his parents, spent the rest of his time observing his younger sister, Lin Ziying.

From these days of observations, he was absolutely certain that this sister was a local, with no possibility of being a transmigrator.

This sister cries at least 10 times a day, is always pooping and peeing in her pants, no different from a normal baby.

The only difference was that this sister's physical strength was severely unmatched for her age, learning to walk at just over a month old, which was incredibly heaven-defying.

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After dinner.

Shen Qinghan picked up Lin Ziying and kissed her chubby little face, laughing, "Yingying's eyes are so big and watery, when she grows up her appearance will surely be very attractive, just like your brother Chen, a heartthrob for everyone."

Lin Zichen said, "Yingying is a girl, she would take after you, I'm a boy."

As Shen Qinghan teased Lin Ziying, she dismissively said, "It's different, I've never been a heartthrob, I used to be disliked by a lot of people when I was studying."

"You were the heartthrob. From childhood to adulthood, whether boys or girls, everyone liked you."

"With Yingying's innate physical gift, once she starts school, she's definitely going to dominate her peers, just like you used to, leaving them breathless. No one will dare to dislike her, they'll only like her."

"..."

Lin Zichen couldn't argue with that—it was the truth.

If a person is just good-looking but not outstanding in other aspects, she will certainly be envied and disliked by others.

But if that person is not only good-looking but also outperforms everyone else in strength, then everyone will like her, and envy wouldn't even come into question.

Because they are simply not from the same world, there's no point in feeling envious.

"Yingying's hands are so delicate, with long fingernails, just as pretty as yours," said Shen Qinghan as she took Lin Ziying's small hand and gently rubbed her palm, speaking to Lin Zichen on the side.

Just as she finished speaking, Lin Ziying, perhaps feeling tickled or something, suddenly grabbed Shen Qinghan's index finger and held on tightly.

"Sister has such strength; being held by her little hand feels like being clamped by pliers," Shen Qinghan said, her pretty face showing surprise after feeling Lin Zichen's force.

Lin Zichen was not surprised; he had long sensed the Qi-Blood Strength in his sister Lin Ziying's body, as high as that of a few years old child; her great strength was normal.

"Ah, sister peed on me!"

Shen Qinghan suddenly exclaimed, feeling somewhat at a loss and unsure how to deal with it.

Lin Zichen laughed: "When you were little, you were like this too, always wetting your pants."

"Oh, stop teasing me, go get a mop and clean up the floor," Shen Qinghan said with no good humor.

Lin Zichen, at a loss for words: "Why do we need a mop, have you forgotten you're water-based?"

"Oh right, I actually forgot that," she said.

With that, Shen Qinghan simply thought about it, and the liquid peed out by Lin Ziying levitated, flying towards the potted plants on the balcony for a bit of pure natural fertilizer.

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On the sofa.

The parents from both families, seeing this scene, couldn't help but show a smile on their faces.

The picture of Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan with their sister Lin Ziying looked like a family of three, radiating with the aura of happiness.

"After we get through the birthdays next week, Han Han will be 20 years old, reaching the legal age for marriage," Zhang Wanxin looked at Shen Qinghan ahead, her face full of aunt-like smiles.

Lin Yansheng, munching on seeds, said, "Han Han being of legal marriage age is useless; our son still has to wait two more years to be old enough to marry."

"Yes, yes, you know best," Zhang Wanxin shot Lin Yansheng a dissatisfied glance, feeling that her husband was really a buzzkill with his words.

Across from her, Xu Meng smiled and said, "Legal marriage age isn't a big deal, we two families can hold a banquet first, tie the knot for the two kids, and then get the marriage certificate when they're of age later."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jianye hurriedly waved his hands, "It's not urgent these two years, let's just wait until 22 to do it, after all, the two of them are already bound."

"I'm in a hurry if you're not."

Xu Meng glared at Shen Jianye, internally grumbling about how all the men in both families were the same, such a dampener.

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A few days later, on October 14th.

This day was Shen Qinghan's birthday, while Lin Zichen's birthday was yesterday.

As per tradition, they have always celebrated their birthdays together from childhood, and this year it happened to fall on Shen Qinghan's birthday.

In the evening, both families celebrated in the living room.

Yuan Dongzhi, Liu Chuanwu, Song Yuyan, and Li Chuxin all attended, invited separately by Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan.

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