Chapter 18: Uncle, Pretty Please, Uncle
Qin Mochen increased the force in his legs, riding even faster than before until he reached the end of the dirt path.
The moment he stopped, Su Keke jumped off the slanted bar impatiently, secretly rubbing her sore backside.
Actually, if she had run over on her own, it wouldn’t have taken much longer than this.
But she knew her uncle did it for her sake, afraid she’d get tired.
He was such a good person. She could tell from the very first time she saw him.
If this were ancient times, her uncle’s facial features would be those of kings and generals—a destiny of great nobility, the kind meant to bring blessings to the people.
However, the nobler the fate, the greater the responsibility it carried. Now that it was a peaceful era, someone with such an exalted destiny would easily suffer a short life if they didn’t do more good deeds for the public.
Yet Su Keke didn’t see any signs of a short lifespan on her uncle.
Qin Mochen’s large hand came down on the back of her neck, pushing her forward with just the right amount of force. “Girl, what are you spacing out about?”
Su Keke turned her little head to look at him, smiling sweetly. “Uncle, do you often do charity work? My master said some people only do charity for the reputation, but Uncle must genuinely do good deeds. Otherwise, Uncle would’ve died long ago—your destiny is extremely precious. Without enough merit to support it, such a destiny can’t be sustained.”
“All right, you little fortune-teller. Get in the car,” the man said, his voice carrying a hint of amusement.
Qin Mochen directly stuffed her into the SUV.
Five minutes later, Assistant Wu arrived in a sweaty rush. Without stopping to rest, he immediately began unloading the luggage.
The mountain bikes went into the trunk. Someone’s big bundles went into the trunk as well.
“Uncle Wu, there are fragile things in my bundle—please be gentle,” Su Keke reminded him.
Assistant Wu thought: Oh my, hearing that sweet little voice—suddenly I’m not tired at all. No wonder when this cold-faced demon Lord Qin sees the little girl, his face practically blooms like a flower.
Suddenly sensing a gaze fall on him from behind, Assistant Wu smiled warmly and promptly corrected Su Keke. “Miss Su, just call me Assistant Wu. You call our Fourth Master ‘Uncle,’ and if you call me Uncle too, the generations will get mixed up.”
Su Keke immediately looked at Qin Mochen, seeking his opinion.
Qin Mochen nodded slightly. “Just call him Assistant Wu like I do.”
“Okay, Uncle.”
This time, Qin Mochen didn’t sit in the front passenger seat. He sat in the back with Su Keke, worried she’d be bored on her own.
The car started up. After driving less than a hundred meters, a woman in her fifties on the road ahead suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, “Little Master Su—!”
Qin Mochen frowned and asked the little girl beside him, “You know her?”
“Uncle, that’s Auntie Zhou from the end of the village. She used to be one of my master’s clients.”
“Old Wu, stop the car.”
As soon as the car stopped, Auntie Zhou ran over in a panic.
Su Keke got out and supported her. “Auntie Zhou, why are you calling me? What’s wrong?”
Auntie Zhou’s eyes were red, as if she had just been crying. Her rough hands gripped Su Keke tightly. “Little Master, is Master Su on the mountain? I have an emergency—if I’m any later, my grandson will lose his life!”
“My master left the village early this morning and won’t be back for quite some time. If Auntie Zhou trusts me, I can go with you and take a look.”
“This…” Auntie Zhou hesitated.
How could this little girl compare to Master Su?
After struggling for a moment, Auntie Zhou clenched her teeth. “All right! Little Master, come with me. As long as you can save my grandson’s life, I’d trade my old life for it!”
Su Keke already had a long-term employer now. If it weren’t for seeing how urgent Auntie Zhou’s situation was, she wouldn’t have taken the job at all.
Still, she needed to report this to her uncle.
“…Uncle, Auntie Zhou’s situation looks really serious, so I agreed on my own. Will Uncle be angry?”
As she spoke, Su Keke quickly held up two fingers, showing a very tiny distance. Her jet-black eyes, shimmering with moisture, stared straight at her uncle. “Just a little while—I promise I’ll be back very soon. Okay, Uncle? Pretty please, Uncle?”
