Qi Huilan felt a bit panicked, completely unaware of why the National Security Bureau would find them, but Jiang Hongtu had an inkling. However, both husband and wife were seasoned individuals, unlike the young ones, they could remain calm. Jiang Hongtu even casually took the documents from Song Meixian and her companion to check them carefully. The reason for this was that the two in front of him were excessively beautiful, especially Captain Song, whose beauty was dazzling. For National Security, this was unusual. It’s not that being too beautiful disqualified one from joining, but being too beautiful was not conducive to this line of work. The work in National Security, generally, required not attracting attention, and someone like Song Meixian would be noticeable wherever she went, which certainly didn’t meet the requirements of the job. Song Meixian noticed his confusion and smiled, saying, "You can call the internal line to verify." Every document had a number that could be checked through the internal line to prevent forgery. Although Song Meixian and her companion’s identities were fake, the documents were real, so they had no fear of investigation. Jiang Hongtu, however, did not follow the advice but returned the documents to the two and invited them to sit down, then instructed Taozi to make tea for them. "Okay." Taozi immediately got up to comply. Song Meixian, who had already sat down, quickly got up and said, "No need, no need, Miss Jiang, it’s not necessary for such trouble. We’ll leave shortly after sitting." Zhong Xiaonan, seeing Song Meixian rise, also stood up, looking a bit confused. Jiang Hongtu, seeing this, seemed to understand something, and looked over at Qi Huilan. Qi Huilan picked up on the cue and said, "I’ll handle it. Since Taozi hasn’t been back for long, she might not know where the tea leaves are kept." "I know," Taozi complained. The place where tea leaves were kept at home was fixed, how could she not know? But Qi Huilan seemed not to hear, and walked straight towards the tea room. "Sorry for the trouble, Aunt Qi," Song Meixian said. Hearing this address, both Jiang Hongtu and Qi Huilan were taken aback, but Qi Huilan quickly responded, "No need for formalities, guests are guests." Jiang Hongtu turned to his daughter standing nearby and curiously asked, "Do you know Miss Zhong from before?" Though the question seemed directed at Taozi, it was truly aimed at Song Meixian. Zhong Xiaonan had not uttered a word since entering, evidently deferring to Song Meixian. "Yes, Xiao Nan and Miss Jiang have met a few times," Song Meixian explained. Taozi added, "Miss Zhong is Si Yuan’s friend." Upon hearing this, Song Meixian glanced at Zhong Xiaonan, who maintained a serene demeanor, and smiled, "Xiao Nan doesn’t talk much, isn’t good at communicating, so it’s her honor to have Mr. Shen’s approval." Zhong Xiaonan, who had remained mostly passive, slightly nodded. Though indifferent by nature, she indeed owed much to Shen Siyuan, especially for gifting her a group of Netherworld Fire Fireflies, which significantly boosted her abilities and suited her taste. Having listened the whole time, Jiang Hongtu feigned ignorance and asked, "Who is Mr. Shen?" Taozi gave her father an annoyed look, knowing he was pretending. Song Meixian also smiled and said, "Our visit today is regarding Mr. Shen. We discovered that someone has been investigating his information, triggering an anti-espionage mechanism, so we’re here to look into it." She glanced at Taozi as she spoke. Having spoken to Shen Siyuan over the phone previously, Taozi was not surprised. Mr. Jiang, upon hearing this, cast a glance at his daughter, sitting upright, visibly exasperated, and sighed, "It’s because we worry she might be deceived, our daughter being so naive." Song Meixian nodded in understanding. Then she continued, "Mr. Shen’s identity is classified, so I can’t disclose specifics. If you really wish to know something, you could directly ask Mr. Shen." Mr. Jiang was taken aback; if the identity was classified, even Shen Siyuan himself shouldn’t disclose it at will. Yet the implication now was that he could freely disclose it if he wanted to. This meant that his identity was above the confidentiality laws, not bound by them. "Is he very special?" Jiang Hongtu instinctively asked. Song Meixian slightly nodded, then glanced at Taozi, seeing her proud expression, she realized that Taozi likely knew Shen Siyuan’s identity, which made sense since she’s his woman, so Song Meixian was just confirming. "In that case, I won’t ask further, as long as he treats our Taozi well without letting her suffer, I’m satisfied," Jiang Hongtu said. "I can only say Mr. Shen is a good person; beyond that, it’s not my place as an outsider to comment," Song Meixian replied. "Dad, Si Yuan treats me very well; you don’t need to worry," Taozi interjected. Just then, Qi Huilan returned with the brewed tea. Seeing this, Song Meixian gestured to Zhong Xiaonan to rise, saying, "Since everything is clear, we won’t disturb you further." "Oh, you’re leaving already?" Qi Huilan was surprised, having not fully grasped the situation yet. The source of thɪs content is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 Jiang Hongtu also stood and said, "In that case, I won’t keep you." Seeing them ready to leave, Jiang Hongtu was relieved. Although they weren’t investigating their wrongdoing, their presence still made him uneasy. And so, Jiang Hongtu and his wife escorted them to the door. Once they’d left, Taozi, turning her back to them, poured herself a cup of tea and savored it. Jiang Hongtu approached her, raising his hand high, only to gently tap her head. "Why did you hit me?" Taozi objected. "Look at the trouble you’ve brought us." Jiang Hongtu responded. "How is this my fault? You were the ones secretly investigating Si Yuan. Not getting arrested is already giving you face because of him," Taozi said smugly. "You wretch... you wretch..." Jiang Hongtu, at a loss for words, seethed inside. "What’s all this about?" Qi Huilan, still puzzled, asked from the side. After Jiang Hongtu explained, Qi Huilan’s curiosity about Shen Siyuan’s identity only deepened. Thus, the couple turned their gaze to Taozi, sitting across from them, looking content and smug. "Uh... Dad, this tea is nice. Could you spare me a few pounds? Si Yuan likes tea." The Jiang couple: ... This daughter of theirs was completely someone else’s now.