"How careless! That guy seems to have recognized me! What should I do! Will he expose me after being questioned by the police? Definitely! Definitely! He was holding my hat and laughing like a fox.

It seems like he must not be a good person!"

Ye Mengqi dragged his tired body and spent a lot of effort to escape the heavy pursuit of the Lunsa Police Department and returned to his home in Yinxiang Villa District, muttering painfully along the way.

In the past, as long as she returned to this private realm that belonged only to herself, she could take off the mask of the Federation's popular idol and enjoy the beauty of life. However, today was an exception. The first thing she did when she returned home was to close the door.

Locking it, then turning on the optical brain, covering her aching chest, searching the Internet for all the information about her today.

She was not good at sports or strategy and planning. After today's desperate escape, she could hardly bear it anymore. But when she was about to escape back to her den, she bumped into a strange man. The collision caused her chest to hurt.

It made her a little crazy that the hat holding her hair fell off at that moment, and she seemed to be recognized by the other party.

In her opinion, as long as the policeman chasing behind her didn't have a broken head, he would definitely question the boy, and as long as the boy had a normal IQ, he would naturally associate her with today's parade.

The popular idol of the Federation is actually the mastermind behind the anti-reproductive rights march! Oh my god! The Internet will definitely explode!

This scene that seemed to be about to become a reality was like a heavy boulder weighing on her heart. The few seconds waiting for the optical brain to turn on seemed like tens of thousands of years. She was so anxious that she almost cried.

"It's all my fault for being careless. I should have dyed my hair back before going on a mission. That way, even if the hat gets knocked off, the other party won't be able to determine my identity!"

However, when her heart was about to stop beating, when she searched the page about her today, she found that everything was quiet. Whether it was her forum post or **, most of them were discussing her new album.

After Ye Mengqi repeatedly confirmed that there was no information related to her and the parade, she breathed a deep sigh of relief, slumped down on the armchair, stared blankly at the screen, bit her lip and said: "So it seems, that guy

He's not that bad. Now that I think about it, he's quite good-looking. But we can't be careless. Maybe he's plotting something more terrifying by not exposing me. Yes, that's definitely the case."

Although I was thinking this way, the worst case did not happen. I sat on the armchair for a few minutes, then put on my radiation-proof glasses as usual and entered a small forum called Yili Pavilion.

On the surface, this forum is like a small ancient poetry association, but most of the ancient poems published on it often have errors in rhythm and rhyme, so naturally not many people pay attention to it and appreciate it.

Ye Mengqi copied the latest poem published by id's "Hei Bu Liu Qiu's Cheese Cat", then took down a copy of "Goethe's Gate" from the bookshelf above the optical computer table, compared them one by one, and then typed their corresponding words on the keyboard.

Word.

Not long after, a piece of text with a completely different meaning appeared in front of her. It was the latest information from their organization and the latest mission assigned to her.

I am afraid that no one in the entire federation, except for that boy and that woman, would have thought that Ye Mengqi, the popular singer in the federation and the idol of millions of people, was actually a member of the underground [***] organization.

But no one knows her real life experience. Fourteen years ago, she was just like the children parading on the street. She was born in violation of the "Reproductive Rights Management Regulations", and her parents wanted to save the country.

Qian bought low-quality genetic components on the black market to forcibly increase his health. As a result, the gene chain collapsed and he died.

Alone all day long, she had to worry about being caught by the pregnancy restriction family and taken to the legendary orphan. Just when she was desperate, a woman came to Yutongyuan in Lunsa District that day, a very beautiful woman.

A woman, a woman who completely changed her mind.

The woman told them that if they really want to avoid being abandoned by the Federation, they must work hard to change the status quo with their own hands. If they passively wait for mercy and charity, they will only fall into the corner of the shadow in a certain month and year, leaving them alone.

The body slowly rotted and stinked.

The woman also said many similar words, and Ye Mengqi copied them all into a small notebook. At the same time, she began to work hard to change the current situation, learning words and acquiring knowledge through all imaginable ways.

Her efforts finally paid off, and she became a member of that woman's sponsor list. She had a new identity and a new name. From then on, her name was Ye Mengqi, a girl pursuing her dream in the music world.

At the same time, he will use most of his salary for public welfare, and use his influence to focus the attention of the federal people on these forgotten groups.

And the names on those lists have now changed their appearance and have achieved success in various careers.

What made Ye Mengqi regretful was that after that, the woman never appeared again, as if she had never appeared before.

Because of her mystery, people in Yu Tongyuan secretly call her "Waye", the seventh angel in charge of "laughter" beside God in mythology.

How much Ye Mengqi wanted to see her again, tell her the results of his hard work over the years, tell her that the support back then was not in vain, tell her that he had always been grateful to her and wanted to repay her.

Ye Mengqi looked at the re-edited text on the screen, his beautiful brows gradually furrowed.

It turned out that the parade suddenly got out of control for some reason, resulting in violent conflicts between marchers and law enforcement officers, and many people were injured.

The organization did not arrange any new tasks for her this time, and asked her to stay dormant in the near future and not to expose her identity.

"After this incident of bad nature, the House of Lords must have more reason to reject our proposal." Ye Mengqi said with some frustration.

She took off her radiation-proof glasses, took out a box of golden meat waffles from the optical brain table, stood up, and came to the window to replenish her energy and soothe her eyes.

While chewing the meat floss, she thought of the boy she bumped into today, and somewhat rejected her original idea.

If that boy planned to use what happened today to blackmail her, the Lensa District is so big that they might never see each other again after they say goodbye, and the other party didn't know her personal phone number or her address, so what should she do?

Threaten her.

Thinking of this, Ye Mengqi laughed easily, maybe he was worrying too much.

However, the next moment, her smile froze on her face, and she looked straight at the door of the villa opposite the window. Looking at the boy who walked to the villa and knocked on the door, she felt extremely absurd in her heart.

She never imagined that she could meet a stranger twice in one day, and that the stranger would actually find her own place to live.

But then this idea wavered a little.

I saw the door of the villa opened, and two figures, one large and one small, walked out. The little black-haired girl jumped up, hugged the boy's neck like a koala, and kissed him heavily on the cheek.

He took a sip, and then shouted in an extremely affectionate voice:

"dad!"

"Dad?" Ye Mengqi was immediately dumbfounded. He confirmed their ages again and again. It was really difficult to connect them using the word father and daughter.

She knew this little girl named Qian Lin. She moved here two weeks ago. There were two other women at that time, but she hadn't seen her for a while.

"I've told you so many times that you have to call me uncle!" The boy tapped Qian Lin's little head, dispelling Ye Mengqi's doubts.

Then I saw the boy put down Xiao Qianlin, then picked up the maid's cheek and kissed her hard, then hugged her and happily spun around twice, as intimate as a married couple.

"Xiaochu! Do you miss your master?"

Snapped.

The half-bitten meat floss cake in Ye Mengqi's hand fell to the ground, muttering in disbelief: "Turns out he is a pervert!"

She knew that the girl in the black and white maid uniform was actually an autonomous housekeeping artificial intelligence robot, but the emotion the man showed towards her at this moment was completely beyond the normal range, and she couldn't help but start to deeply doubt the existence of the other person's surname orientation.

Big question.
Chapter completed!