Chapter 40: No—It’s Me Who Needs to See Her
Qin Mochen was a very busy man. Every day, thick stacks of project proposals, merger plans, and various revenue reports waited for his review.
Even so, he still personally drove Su Keke to school.
Sitting in the front passenger seat, Su Keke kept glancing at the hands gripping the steering wheel.
Long fingers, clearly defined knuckles, strong and slender—really nice to look at.
Since he was focused on driving, she didn’t speak to him.
Qin Mochen, however, turned his head slightly to glance at her. “If you have something to say, just say it. Why do you keep staring at me?”
Su Keke smiled shyly. “I was watching you drive, Uncle. I was afraid that talking to you would distract you.”
“There are very few things that can distract me.”
“Then… I’ll ask?”
Qin Mochen raised an eyebrow. “Ask.”
“Uncle, where’s Assistant Wu?” Su Keke asked.
Qin Mochen paused slightly. “Why are you asking about him?”
“Yesterday Assistant Wu accompanied me to buy so many things. He worked really hard, so I want to give him a protective talisman.”
“No need for you to spend money on that,” Qin Mochen replied. “I’ll give him a raise later.” After a brief pause, he added, “He was doing his job according to my instructions anyway. If he does well, I’ll naturally reward him.”
Su Keke thought about it and felt that made sense. She then said, “Then I’ll give this protective talisman to you instead, Uncle. Don’t move—I’ll put it in your pocket.”
As she spoke, the little girl leaned over toward him and slipped the folded triangular talisman into the breast pocket of his jacket.
Her sudden closeness brought with it a faint milky scent—he couldn’t tell whether it was from the milk she drank in the morning or her own natural fragrance.
Qin Mochen lowered his brows slightly and glanced down at his jacket pocket.
Including the five talismans from before, this made six.
The little girl seemed to… like him quite a lot.
“Uncle, don’t let it get wet, okay? Otherwise it won’t work.”
“Alright. I’ll remember.”
Su Keke realized that once she started talking, she wasn’t nervous anymore, so her little mouth just kept going nonstop.
Qin Mochen didn’t find it annoying. Listening to that lively, animated voice rising and falling, and occasionally responding with a word or two, his body relaxed in a way that was rare for him.
“Girl, we’re here.”
Su Keke looked at the stone monument at the school gate with the four crimson characters Yuehua Noble Academy carved into it and let out a “Wow!”
“Uncle, this school is so pretty!”
Qin Mochen’s lips curved faintly, but he didn’t respond.
The car drove straight inside.
Just as the man led the little girl upstairs, eight or nine people happened to be coming down.
The well-dressed middle-aged man at the front spotted Qin Mochen at once. He froze in shock, then broke into delight, abandoning the school board member who had been speaking to him and striding over.
“Fourth Master Qin?”
Qin Mochen gave a slight nod.
“It really is you! Fortunately, I’m here today for a board meeting—otherwise I would’ve been terribly neglectful. Fourth Master, you’re here to—”
His gaze swept over Su Keke.
“The chairman is too polite,” Qin Mochen said calmly. “I’m just bringing a junior over to handle a transfer.”
Su Keke glanced at him, then at the man opposite, and obediently kept quiet.
“Something like this doesn’t require Fourth Master to come in person. A phone call would’ve been enough—I could’ve had someone take care of it. But since you’re already here, why not go upstairs and sit for a while?”
“…Then I’ll trouble you.”
Su Keke followed Qin Mochen to the chairman’s office. With a single instruction from the chairman, the transfer procedures—normally complicated in outsiders’ eyes—were completed in no time.
“Chairman, all the steps that could be simplified have been simplified. Only this mandatory form is left,” the secretary handling the process said, handing over the paper.
The chairman took it and passed it to Qin Mochen. “Fourth Master, just fill it out casually. Some procedures are unavoidable—I can’t skip them.”
“You’ve already been very accommodating,” Qin Mochen said as he placed the form in front of Su Keke. “Girl, you fill it out.”
“Okay, Uncle.” Su Keke quickly took the paper and pen.
“Do you know how to fill it?”
“Uh… seems like I don’t.”
Qin Mochen: “……”
Didn’t know how—yet she was still this enthusiastic.
“Uncle, you chat with this uncle. I’ll start writing. I’ll leave the parts I don’t know blank and ask you later.”
The chairman smiled. “Fourth Master’s little… one is really sensible.”
Qin Mochen frowned slightly, clearly displeased by the hesitant form of address.
“She calls me Uncle,” he said in a low voice.
“So she’s Fourth Master’s niece. Fourth Master, you’ve been looking well lately—have you gone on vacation somewhere? If there’s a nice place, perhaps you could share—”
“Uncle, I’ve filled in my name and age. I don’t know how to fill out the rest.”
As the chairman chatted away, the little girl suddenly cut in. The trace of impatience between Qin Mochen’s brows instantly dissipated. He leaned over to take a look.
“What don’t you know how to fill in?”
Su Keke pointed at the word Address. “Should I write my old address, or Uncle’s address?”
“Write where we live now. I’ll say it—you write.”
When Qin Mochen recited the address of the Xiaoqiao Liushui Villa District, the chairman beside them clearly froze for a moment.
Looking at the large and small heads bent together, the chairman’s heart skipped a beat. It was as if he suddenly understood something, and an extremely absurd, shocked expression flashed through his eyes.
Then, without drawing attention, he began sizing up the clean, adorable little girl again—his gaze now carrying a hint of deeper meaning.
“Uncle, for the guardian section, should I write my master’s name or yours?”
“Write mine.”
Leaving the parents section blank, Su Keke wrote Qin Mochen’s full name under Guardian, and even added his phone number without hesitation.
The corner of Qin Mochen’s eyebrow lifted in a pleased arc.
She remembered it quite well.
“Uncle, it looks like I also need to write your workplace and occupation here.”
“Workplace: Huaxia Shengshi Group. Position: Chairman and CEO.”
Hearing this, the chairman’s gaze toward the man grew even more reverent.
“Uncle, what does CEO mean? How do I write it?” Su Keke tilted her head slightly and asked the big brain next to her.
“CEO means Chief Executive Officer. If you don’t know how to write it, just change it to Chairman and Chief Executive Officer.”
Only then did Qin Mochen realize that the little girl didn’t even know the alphabet. He couldn’t help frowning.
Such a foolishly adorable little girl—what would she do if she were bullied at school?
“Uncle, this part asks which school I’m transferring from. But I’ve never been to school before. What should I write?” Su Keke stopped writing and looked up at him.
“Write ‘self-study.’”
“And Uncle, there’s a transfer reason here. I wrote ‘want to make friends.’ Is that okay?”
“That’s fine.”
Once the form was completed, the chairman asked kindly, “Which class would you like to go to? Class One of Grade Eleven is the best class. How about placing you there?”
Su Keke immediately looked at her uncle.
“Sorry, I need to make a phone call,” Qin Mochen said to the chairman. Then he rubbed Su Keke’s head. “Sit here for a bit. I’ll be back soon.”
Su Keke nodded. She looked so well-behaved it made people want to dote on her.
The chairman had been observing their interaction the whole time. Who knew what kind of melodramatic story he’d pieced together in his mind—his gaze at Qin Mochen’s retreating figure grew increasingly subtle.
Qin Mochen didn’t call Qin Third Brother, who was in the military. Instead, he called Third Sister-in-law.
When Zhou Ya saw the caller ID, she was extremely surprised. “Hello? Little Si?”
“Third Sister-in-law, it’s me. I wanted to ask—which class is Qin Xing in?”
“She’s in Grade Eleven, Class Three. Um… Little Si, did Xing’er do something to upset you again? She’s still young—if she accidentally offended you, I’ll apologize on her behalf.”
“No,” Qin Mochen said calmly. “It’s me who has something to discuss with her.”
