“Don’t push it, Qin!”

The living room, cooled by central air conditioning, kept the rain and summer heat at bay.

Qin Yun held a cup of tea prepared by the housemaid, sipping it slowly.

The city was far from here, and with the rain and poor road conditions, it had taken her two and a half hours to get there.

Even with navigation, it only provided directions without finding a quicker route.

But today, she had her reasons for coming; otherwise, she wouldn’t have come at all.

As Qin Yun was lost in thought, someone descended the spiral staircase from the second floor, walking steadily toward her.

“Ah Yun, you’re here.”

Qin Yun paused her tea-drinking and looked up to see her father.

She put down her cup, looking at him with a flash of disgust and disdain in her eyes.

“I’m here. Can we talk now?”

Qin Shu didn’t mind his daughter’s bluntness. He smiled and sat across from her, pushing a fruit platter toward her.

“Of course, but…”

He paused, pointing to the ends of Qin Yun’s hair, which were wet from the rain.

“Are you sure you don’t want to dry your hair first?”

Qin Yun glanced at her hair, impatiently flicking it behind her. “No need, it’s just the ends.”

She thought to herself: If you hadn’t insisted I come, it wouldn’t be wet.

“Catching a cold wouldn’t be good.”

Seeing Qin Shu’s evasive gaze, as if he was about to change the subject, Qin Yun’s irritation grew.

She tapped the coffee table lightly, a sign of her dwindling patience.

“I know my own body. No need for your fake concern.”

“Can we get to the point?”

Her straightforwardness left Qin Shu a bit helpless. He nodded and began discussing the matter she was most concerned about.

“Tell me what it’s for.”

He knew his daughter wasn’t one to take on unnecessary burdens. She disliked trouble and complex matters.

For her to come seeking his help, it had to be something significant.

Either someone deeply connected to her or someone she owed a lot to.

Qin Yun knew her father wouldn’t relent without understanding, so she decided to be open.

“I’ll tell you.”

“That girl is my future husband’s little sister. In other words, I should call her my sister-in-law.”

“Does that make sense to you?”

Qin Yun spoke clearly, without feeling any shame in using the words “future” and “husband.”

After this, Fang Zhou’s impression of her would greatly improve. She might even demand he marry her.

In any case, as long as she saved Fang Wenjing, their relationship would be inextricably linked.

This was one reason Qin Yun was willing to return.

Qin Shu’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“What did you say? Future sister-in-law?”

“Is it that man’s sister?”

Qin Shu had already investigated Fang Zhou’s background and knew about his sick sister. But he never expected his daughter to go to such lengths for him.

It seemed she was serious.

Qin Yun picked up a fork from the fruit platter, speared a piece of watermelon, and chewed it before answering, “Yes, it’s him.”

“You…” Qin Shu looked at his daughter with a mix of frustration and helplessness, wanting to advise her to reconsider.

But remembering how she had scolded him last time at the hospital, he held his tongue.

Fine, today’s focus wasn’t on this.

“Alright, since you’ve decided, I won’t say more.”

“I received the information you sent yesterday and have already started looking for a match. It will take about three days.”

Qin Yun raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “With your research institute’s capabilities, it still takes three days?”

She suspected her father might be stalling.

“Bone marrow matching isn’t that fast, and you know it.”

Qin Shu replied seriously, then asked quietly, “What if there’s no match?”

Qin Yun chuckled, tossing the fork back onto the platter. She looked at him mockingly, “Don’t think I don’t know your institute has access to the national medical database. With so many people, I don’t believe there’s no match.”

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have confidently told Fang Zhou to trust her.

Qin Yun never did anything without certainty.

Qin Shu laughed, admiring his daughter, then his expression turned serious.

“Once we find a match, what will you offer in return?”

Even for his daughter, Qin Shu wouldn’t provide unconditional support.

Qin Yun had anticipated this and was mentally prepared. She countered, “What do you want?”

“I want you to recognize your ancestry and agree to relocate your mother’s grave.”

Qin Shu didn’t hide his intentions, stating them directly.

Their cards were on the table; it was a matter of who would concede first.

Qin Yun stood up abruptly, eyes blazing.

“Don’t push it, Qin!”

“I can agree to the first condition, but the second one is a dream!”

She had always known her father was shameless, but using her mother as a bargaining chip was revolting.

Her anger felt like a spark igniting a prairie fire, burning fiercely.

Rage made her body tremble, her hands itching to slap her father.

But she couldn’t do that; she hadn’t forgotten her purpose for coming.

Qin Shu frowned, seemingly troubled.

“Agreeing to half the conditions isn’t enough.”

“Stay here for a few days and think it over. When we have the results, give me your answer.”

Qin Yun wanted to leave but held back.

Fine, let’s see if he can find a match for Fang Wenjing.