As expected, Mu Qichu and Mu Qilian weren’t going.

Both of them were grown-ups, and they still had school, so how could they go to Japan along with their parents?

This was reinforced by the fact that Qiao Fei was in front of Mu Zhenming when she asked them. At the time, Mu Zhenming shot daggers at the two brothers.

If they dared say anything, they probably wouldn’t survive until tomorrow.

When Qiao Fei saw that they weren’t going, she wasn’t happy but didn’t show her disappointment too obviously, either. She simply said, “Then Xiao Jin will stay at home with you two, so take good care of your sister.”

Mu Qilian glanced at Qiao Jin, then smiled and said, “Okay, we will take good care of our sister.”

He put special emphasis on the word ‘care.’

Qiao Jin also said solemnly, “Alright… Feifei can rest assured that I will look after them both.”

Mu Qichu didn’t speak.

Mu Qilian didn’t either.

Who would you be taking care of?

Qiao Fei wasn’t worried about the Mu brothers, but she was instead worried that Qiao Jin would go out and blabber nonsense.

Seeing that Qiao Jin behaved relatively sanely for the past few days, however, she felt relieved enough to go out with Mu Zhenming.

On a certain level, Qiao Fei was also tough; otherwise, Qiao Jin wouldn’t have recovered from heer drug addiction so quickly.

Before they set off, they still had to attend Song Yanqing’s birthday party.

The birthday party was going to be extremely grand. Qiao Fei ordered a light yellow dress custom-made for Qiao Jin. To be honest, the style made Qiao Jin look a bit like a princess. Qiao Jin didn’t like this style very much, but Qiao Fei loved it.

When Qiao Jin put the dress on, she clapped her hands with joy. “Xiao Jin, you really are mom’s little princess.”

Qiao Jin said nothing.

Her hair wasn’t long. It had been cut to her ears by a stylist, and her hair was naturally wavy.

Qiao Fei pinned a diamond hairpin to her head.

Qiao Jin couldn’t express any opinions about this woman’s aesthetics.

The men of the Mu family all wore suits for this formal occasion.

Mu Zhenming wore a dark blue suit that suited someone of his status. He appeared suave and cultivated, while his two sons looked somewhat immature by comparison.

On the way there, Qiao Fei wanted to ask Mu Qilian to take care of Qiao Jin, but considering Mu Qilian’s temperament, she wisely turned to Mu Qichu instead. “Qichu, you look after your sister later. It will be the first time your sister attends such a formal occasion, and she might have trouble adapting.”

Don’t let her run into Song Yanqing, nor let her run into others either!

Blabbering nonsense!

Mu Qichu’s indifferent eyes sized up Qiao Jin, and then he said softly, “Mom, I know.”

Mu Qilian rolled his eyes and sneered, “Why babysit her? She’s not a baby anymore, so if she doesn’t know how to act appropriately, let her just sit there and play on her phone. Don’t get into anybody’s way.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Zhenming shot him a glare in the rearview mirror.

Qiao Jin didn’t care and simply smiled at Qiao Fei. “It’s okay, Feifei, I will follow Qichu.”

Qiao Fei was relieved.

After stepping into the Song family’s house, they found that the usually low-key and quiet Song family mansion was uncharacteristically lively today.

Even before officially entering, they could already hear the whispers coming from inside.

The old man of the Song family was rather superstitious. In the corners of the mansion, he had hung red lanterns to bring good luck.

However, when Qiao Jin saw this, she tugged her mouth slightly.

Red dots flickered everywhere, and everything was in a position where it shouldn’t be. Death energy permeated, and the Raksha Realm had its sights on them. Someone had set up a Doom Formation for the Song family.

This was something that could only be done by a magic circle practitioner.