Chapter 45: Over 65? That’s the Perfect Age to Start Exploring!

He stood up, his tone cold: “Don’t ask anymore. It has nothing to do with you.”

“Fine, don’t say it then.” Qin He snorted coldly, got up, and strode off. As he left, he seemed to “accidentally” bump into Qin Yansen’s shoulder.

Arrogant and domineering.

Qin Yansen frowned. Qin He had always lacked discipline, spoiled by Second Uncle’s family. Forget it—he couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.

What troubled him more now was Grandma and Mu Yiyi. He needed to explain to Mu Yiyi why he didn’t show up.

Qin Yansen called Mu Yiyi, only to discover he’d been blocked.

It must be because he didn’t go to the meeting. Mu Yiyi was unhappy and blocked all his contact info.

Just as he was about to use another phone to call her, he received a message on WeChat.

It was a video sent by Grandma.

The video showed the hallway of the club. The first part showed Grandma leading people to carry him out. It was clearly recorded right outside the private room he had been in.

Then the video was fast-forwarded to twenty minutes later, when Lu Zeyan appeared at the door of the private room. During that time, Mu Yiyi never appeared.

Suddenly, Qin Yansen remembered what Grandma had said: that he wouldn’t get to see Mu Yiyi, because she was never going to come.

So Grandma had known all along that Mu Yiyi and Lu Zeyan had teamed up to play him.

Grandma hadn’t been trying to prevent him from meeting Mu Yiyi—she had been trying to help him, to stop him from falling into the trap they had set.

Understanding the truth, Qin Yansen’s expression turned even darker.

Ridiculous. He had still been thinking about how to explain things to Mu Yiyi when, in reality, she had never intended to meet him in the first place.

After a long moment, he directly blocked Mu Yiyi’s number.

But… how did Grandma know all of this?

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Hot spring resort villa.

Lin Qingqing was soaking in the hot spring, one hand swirling a glass of red wine, the other holding her phone, enjoying a blissful retirement.

Steam curled above the hot spring. Her petite figure leaned lazily against the edge. As her body grew younger, her skin had become much tighter. After being steamed by the warm, humid water, her skin looked smooth, delicate, and fair.

A masseuse quietly approached from the left, fingers resting on her shoulders, massaging her with expert technique to help her relax.

To her right, a young girl held a fruit platter, occasionally feeding her a freshly imported cherry, bringing it directly to her lips.

Lin Qingqing felt utterly delighted inside.

This was the life she deserved to live!

Being rich felt amazing. Not only could she have her own private hot spring, but she could also enjoy the best service.

Once she completed her task, she wanted to live this happy life every single day!

With graceful movements, Lin Qingqing brought the wine glass to her lips and took a large gulp. Instantly, her brow furrowed, and she handed the glass to the girl beside her.

This treasured foreign wine—she just couldn’t appreciate it.

Maybe she had been poor for too long—her taste hadn’t caught up yet.

She quickly drank a few sips of juice to recover.

Then she lowered her gaze to the phone screen and saw that Qin Yansen was typing. Her lips curved into a small smile.

Even if Qin Yansen followed the original book’s plot again, this time, she wanted to make him understand why she did what she did.

If she could help him see the truth little by little each time, would his rigid, solo-track mindset eventually shift under enough pressure? Could he start breaking free from the original plot’s control?

If that were possible, that would be the best outcome—she wouldn’t have to worry about Qin Yansen’s lovestruck brain leading the Qin family to ruin.

At that thought, Lin Qingqing suddenly laughed.

She really must be crazy—actually trying to “wake up” a paper character. Was that even possible?

Possible or not, she was going to give it her all!

That was the only way to stop the Qin family from being controlled by the plot!

Qin Yansen: “Grandma, how did you know about this?”

Lin Qingqing: “Grandma has lived for eighty years. If I didn’t have these kinds of tricks up my sleeve, how could I manage such a big family?”

After replying, Lin Qingqing exited WeChat and opened a short video app.

After watching a few dramatic clips based on web novels, she suddenly came across an ad.

Surfing, rock climbing, skydiving, skiing—these activities are now FREE for people aged 65 and above!

This event gave Lin Qingqing some new ideas!

Free—plus a chance to collect “shock value”—absolutely perfect!

She checked the event page and casually scrolled down to the comments section. The comments were pure gold:

[Are they setting up a crematorium next door? They should partner with insurance companies and hospitals.]

[A new retirement fund recycling plan?]

[Not letting you keep a penny of your pension?]

[Nearby hospitals: This ungodly amount of work.]

[Preventing population aging!]

[Now the pension gap is filled.]

[Over 65? That’s the perfect age to start exploring!]

[Does “promising young person” now extend to “promising elderly person”?]

[Grannies and grandpas, it’s fine to line up for free eggs, but maybe don’t jump at this deal!]

This deal? Lin Qingqing was absolutely going to take it!

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Early the next morning, Lin Qingqing booked a flight and set off for Haishi.

Upon arriving at the travel destination, she brought her ID to claim her free ticket.

She thought it would go smoothly this time, unlike the bungee jumping trip where the staff stopped her—but she still ran into trouble.

The staff looked at her ID, then looked at the young woman standing before them, checked back and forth over a dozen times, and finally frowned.

“Sorry, miss. If you want to claim the free ticket, the person must come in person. Family members cannot substitute.”

No matter how the staff looked at her, the woman in front of them did not look eighty years old.

They suspected Lin Qingqing was trying to cheat the system using an elderly relative’s ID.

This wasn’t the first case today—just earlier, they had already exposed several people wearing white-haired wigs and old-age makeup, trying to game the system.

But this young woman in front of them was bold—she didn’t even bother to disguise herself and claimed she was eighty, asking for a free senior ticket.

Talk about thick-skinned!

Lin Qingqing realized they misunderstood. Her eyes curved with a smile as she quickly explained: “I’m not pretending to be my grandma. My name is Lin Qingqing. This ID is mine. I just look a little young—and I take good care of myself—so I don’t really look eighty.”

When she came, she had focused so much on shocking her family that she’d completely forgotten she’d turned young again.

The staff clearly didn’t believe her and even looked at her with contempt: “Sis, don’t you feel guilty saying that? Either pay for the ticket, or I’ll have to call the police. This is fraud—you’re breaking the law.”

“I’m not breaking the law. I really am myself…” Lin Qingqing started to explain, then thought—forget it. That explanation really was a bit weak. If someone wasn’t a close acquaintance, they’d never believe it.

So she straightforwardly pulled out her phone: “Alright, I’ll scan the code. I’ll pay.”

Ding— She scanned the code, entered the payment password, and shoved the phone into her pocket without even looking. “It’s paid.”

The staff member said, “I didn’t receive it on my end.”

“How is that possible…” Lin Qingqing pulled out her phone again and saw the giant words across the screen: Bank account frozen.

Her brain instantly went blank!