Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

PARKING LOT.

Liu Qin leaned against the car door.

"bite."

A new message popped up, with the nickname "Little Heartless One".

Liu Ruyu: [You said last night that I can't handle men, right? Look at these! What are they?]

Immediately afterwards, a series of photos came flying at me.

The first picture shows a man and a woman walking side by side on a tree-lined path on campus, each holding a cup of milk tea.

In the second picture, the girl is clinging to the boy, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, laughing wildly and unrestrainedly.

The third photo is a picture of them kissing, with the girl tilting her head and her lips touching the boy's.

Liu Qin was very familiar with the boy in the photo.

It was Yang Xian.

Following the photo, Liu Ruyu's message popped up again.

[It's just getting a guy! It's not that hard!]

[If I get serious, he'll still fall head over heels for me!]

[Smug emoji.jpg]

The smugness in his words was practically overflowing from the screen.

If she knew that Yang Xianneng disregarded the "extinction of martial arts lineage," there would probably be another photo of the two of them in bed.

"Look how capable that girl is..."

Liu Qin gently scrolled through the chat history, her face showing no sign of jealousy, but rather a slight curve of her lips.

To be precise, her daughter was an adopted daughter...

Because of the "extinction of martial arts lineage," female martial artists in the martial arts world are unable to have offspring.

Twenty years ago, Liu Qin adopted an abandoned baby girl, named her Liu Ruyu, and raised her as her own daughter until today.

Liu Ruyu has great talent.

Growing up surrounded by her, he developed an exceptionally high level of comprehension in the field of "mecha combat".

Unfortunately... because she was too busy with work, Liu Qin had very little time to spend with her daughter.

During the years when the girl needed her mother's company the most, she spent almost all of her time in the laboratory.

When she finally came to her senses, the little girl who had once obediently called "Mommy" had turned into a hedgehog covered in thorns.

Rebellion, talking back, cold wars, running away from home...

The rift between mother and daughter was torn open little by little.

Liu Qin also tried to make amends.

But the more he tried to get closer, the further away Liu Ruyu retreated.

"What should I reply with next?"

"Should we praise her and make her happy?"

"Should we continue to say the opposite, trying to provoke her into taking her relationship with Yang Xian to the next level?"

Liu Qin tapped the back of her phone lightly with her fingertips, pondering for a moment.

She never mentioned Liu Ruyu's existence to Yang Xian, for a simple reason.

At first, she genuinely intended to marry Yang Xian.

After calming down and thinking about it, I realized that at my age, being a lover is enough.

It would be better to leave the opportunity to marry to Liu Ruyu.

But if this were explained to both of them directly, given that girl's temper, she would definitely explode on the spot. As for Yang Xian... he might not be willing to accept this arrangement either.

So let the young people develop freely.

Liu Qin believed that with Yang Xian's personal charm, it was only a matter of time before he won over Liu Ruyu.

"Ding ding ding..." Liu Qin's finger hovered above the input box, organizing her thoughts.

Soon, the phone vibrated again.

Liu Ruyu's news popped up first.

[I wonder who's so old and still single! Still all alone.]

【Once I get married, let's see how you manage all by yourself!】

[You can just cling to your cold, hard metal things and live your whole life like that!]

"..."

Liu Qin's smile gradually disappeared.

At such an advanced age...

There isn't even a man...

Well known.

Women hate it when people talk about their age.

Even the Seventh Realm Martial Emperor is no exception!

Her delicate hand remained motionless on the screen before she swiftly deleted the line of text she had just typed.

"My silly daughter! Just keep being smug!"

"Don't cry in front of your mom in the future!"

Liu Qin locked her phone and put it in her pocket.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared before her.

Liu Qin stared at Yang Xian, who was approaching, and her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

"Sister Liu, your complexion doesn't look quite right?"

As Yang Xian drew closer, he gradually made out her features. "Have you been under too much work pressure lately?"

Liu Qin glanced at Yang Xian for two seconds, then suddenly stepped forward, wrapped her arms around his waist, and her long, dark purple hair brushed against his chin.

Her chin rested on his shoulder, her face pressed against his neck, and she lingered there for a long time.

He didn't speak.

She didn't cry either.

They just held each other tightly.

"???"

Yang Xian stood there, stunned.

What's going on?

He had known Liu Qin for some time. Although this woman was very open in bed, she was actually quite reserved in everyday life.

This is the first time I've ever seen someone actively rush up and hug me so tightly.

He tentatively reached out and gently patted her back.

"Sister Liu? What's wrong?"

"What's bothering you? Tell me about it."

"..." Liu Qin's fingertips tightened slightly, gripping the fabric of Yang Xian's back.

Several seconds passed before she finally spoke, looking aggrieved.

"It's nothing serious."

"Some people say... that at your age, Sister Liu, you don't even have a man."

"I'll have to spend the rest of my life alone."

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows slightly.

Who has such audacity?

Liu Qin is a seventh-realm Martial Emperor and the chief scientist of the Starry Sky Research Institute.

Every prominent figure in Star City treats her with utmost respect.

How dare you say something like that to her?

This person probably thinks they've lived too long.

However, upon further reflection, Yang Xian felt that this might not be true.

It's also possible that Liu Qin said that on purpose, just for herself to hear.

But regardless of whether it's true or not, the necessary polite words still need to be said.

"How could that be?"

Yang Xian moved his hand from her back to her shoulder, gently straightening her up a little: "Sister Liu, don't you still have me?"

"Hmm..." Liu Qin responded softly.

It's a muffled hum, the kind that comes out through the nose.

But that feeling of being wronged has indeed dissipated quite a bit.

But soon, Yang Xian suddenly realized another meaning and asked uncertainly, "Or... Sister Liu, are you planning to make our relationship public?"

Liu Qin hugged her for a while longer.

Then, she took a half step back, raised her head, and met Yang Xian's gaze directly through her gold-rimmed glasses.

"If I wanted to go public...would you agree?"