Cut the fax pieces neatly and clip them into a folder.

Di Lin stood up, held the documents into Jun Qing's bedroom, sat by the bed and watched the girl's sleeping face for a while. He bent down and gently placed the documents next to her pillow.

Outside the window.

The first morning light in the eastern sky has risen, and a new day is about to begin.

Jun Qing frowned and turned over on the pillow, stretched out his hand to touch him.

A warm palm gently caught her palm.

She opened her eyes and, with the faint light of the desk lamp, she could see Di Lin sitting on the side of her bed at a glance.

"You...how did you get up so early?"

He picked up her little hand and sent it to his lips to kiss. Di Lin took the documents on the table and sent them to her.

"The result has come out!"

Jun Qing woke up instantly, got up as fast as possible, took the fax in his hand, glanced over the complex data and tables, and turned to the last page.

"…After the above comparison, it was found that the two experimental samples confirmed that there was no blood relationship."

"She is not father's biological daughter..." Jun Qing raised her face and sent the fax to Di Lin, "Look... it says here, no blood relationship is, right?"

"That's right."

"It must be this Qin Yunlan's trick. I won't let her go!" Jun Qing sat up, grabbed the document and hugged his neck, "Di Lin, I'm really happy!"

The more she contacted her father, the more she couldn't help but want to get close to her.

The more this happens, the more I care about Mu Xueqing's identity.

Now, seeing this result, Jun Qing was able to finally fall back to his original place with his heart in his heart.

Pulling the thin quilt over her body, Di Lin patted her back with a doting look: "It's just six o'clock now, it's still early, you can sleep for a while."

Jun Qing raised his face from his neck and looked at his eyes: "Are you waiting for a report?"

"I can't sleep anyway." Di Lin smiled lightly: "What kind of breakfast do I want to eat? I'll help you make it?"

The man's tone was understated.

As if it is every time.

Her years are peaceful because he is carrying the burden.

"I don't want breakfast!" Putting the documents in my hand aside, Jun Qing held his shoulder with both hands and printed his lips on his ears, "I want you!"

With his big hand pinched her waist, Di Lin raised his eyes and met her eyes.

"You don't want to record the show."

“It’s still early.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her head had fallen back to the pillow.

With his fingers spreading the messy hair on her cheeks, Di Lin bent down and approached her.

Before the territory fell, she had only had time to remind him.

"Don't leave any traces, I'll be on the show!"

...

...

At nine o'clock, Jun Qing went downstairs on time and got into the nanny car.

Zhao Yiyi handed her the breakfast she bought.

"Jun Qing, you won't apply a facial mask early in the morning, right?"

"No!"

"No, then you have such a good skin condition and a very good face. It turns out that you are born with beauty and can't give up on yourself!" Zhao Yiyi said in an envious tone, "I can't compare to you in applying a facial mask every day!"

Jun Qing raised his hand to touch his face, smiled without saying a word.

As the car moved forward, Zhao Yiyi explained her work arrangements today.

"In the morning, we went to the gymnasium to participate in the "Star Champion" training, and in the afternoon there was an interview with "Music Review", and then we went to the recording studio to record songs."

With the song "Lighthouse", he won the championship of "Mask Singer". Now this song has successfully topped the major charts. The company's research decision made Jun Qing record "Lighthouse" in the recording studio and released a formal single EP.

This recording was arranged by Lin Fengwan for her.

"Sister Jun, let me tell you, this time Sister Wan ordered the recording studio of Tianlai Records for you, which is the best recording studio in the imperial capital. The photo Mu Shen posted before was taken here."

Speaking of Mu Yichen, Zhao Yiyi held her cheek with both hands and looked yearning: "Maybe, we can meet Mu Shen!"

She didn't know whether she could meet Mu Yichen, but there was one thing she was extremely sure of - when she went to participate in training later, she would definitely meet Tian Xin.

Jun Qing sipped a sip of coffee, "Don't forget, I told you what I told you."

"Don't worry!" Zhao Yiyi blinked at her, "This time, I will stare at that scheming bitch and her assistant!"

The car drove into the gymnasium, Jun Qing stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, pulled up his mask to cover his face, and got out of the nanny car.

The two walked into the gymnasium together and found that Tian Xin had arrived at the scene. In addition to her, there were several artists participating in the show.

The photographers and staff next to them have started recording. These will not be broadcast live, but will be edited and played.

When we saw Jun Qing, everyone greeted her politely.

When Tian Xin saw her, she naturally gritted her teeth with hatred. But because there was a camera staring at her, she could only come over with a smile and say hello.

"Jun Qing, early!"

Jun Qing smiled slightly, her tone was even more polite than hers.

"Sister Xin, morning!"

While several people were chatting, the staff had already walked in with a young man.

This person is nothing else, but Xu Chen, a professional athlete who just won the championship at this year's World Championships.

Seeing him, Jun Qing raised her lips and showed a smile.

"Teacher Xu!"

"God Master Xu!" Tian Xin walked over quickly, blocked Jun Qing's face, and took out the prepared gift, "I am your fan, you must accept this little gift."

Whoever can grab more meaningful shots when participating in a variety show will receive more attention.

"The King of Masks" failed, and Tian Xin is naturally working harder now.

The so-called fans are just excuses. Tian Xin deliberately gave gifts to steal the scene and listen to them.

Sure enough, seeing her coming to give gifts, several photographers pointed the camera at her.

After all, it is not a real competition, and the audience wants to see more selling shots.

"Thanks!"

Xu Chen politely took the gift and handed it to the assistant who followed him.

"Teacher Xu, I just won the World Championships a few days ago. I have to teach us this time!"

Tian Xin smiled and spoke, trying hard to get the camera.

"Don't worry, I will definitely try my best to teach everyone." Xu Chen responded with a smile, his eyes falling on Jun Qing's face, who was blocked by Tian Xin, "I almost recognized him. Isn't this the junior sister?"

Tian Xin once performed in a costume drama, where she played the role of a senior sister.

When he heard Xu Chen call "Little Sister", he thought the other party was her fan. Tian Xin was immediately overjoyed and smiled and said coquettishly: "I didn't expect that Teacher Xu had also watched my drama. I am not qualified to be your Little Sister!"

As an athlete, Xu Chen usually trains and competes, so he is naturally not good at socializing. He doesn't understand the politeness in the entertainment industry and knows the other party's misunderstandings. He explains it straightforwardly.

"Miss Tian Xin, don't get me wrong. I'm not calling you, I'm calling you... Jun Qing!"
Chapter completed!