Chapter 67: Worried—The Girl Is Just Too Naïve
When He Rui heard Su Keke say that, her expression changed abruptly. She immediately lowered her head and spoke very quickly, “I really don’t know what you’re talking about! I’ll just see you off here.”
With that, she turned around and left, her steps hurried.
Su Keke called out a string of numbers to her back. “That’s my phone number. I don’t know why you’re hiding it, but if it happens too many times, your body won’t be able to handle it. If you think it through, give me a call. I can only go out to take jobs in the evenings, except on weekends.”
Hearing this, the woman walked even faster, which left Su Keke feeling puzzled.
Qin Mochen didn’t pay it much mind. “Let’s go.”
As they walked, Su Keke asked him, “Uncle, I don’t understand. Why wouldn’t that person admit it just now? I’m really worried she ran into a cunning ghost—what if that ghost tricked her into giving up the right to use her body?”
“Girl, people’s hearts are complicated. How do you know it was a ghost deceiving a person, and not a person making a deal with a ghost?” Qin Mochen asked.
Su Keke froze. After a long moment, she muttered, “But if she keeps going like this, it’s really dangerous.”
“She doesn’t even care herself. Why should you? There are too many people in this world who need help—you can’t manage them all.” Qin Mochen’s expression was indifferent.
Su Keke was stunned. Her master had once said the same thing.
It was just that, when you clearly saw someone who could avoid danger, yet forced yourself to pretend you didn’t know—it felt terrible.
So she said to her uncle what she had once said to her master: “There really are too many things I can’t handle, but I can handle what I see right now.
“And I won’t force myself into it. Look, I only left my phone number for that person just now. If she wants me to step in, then I will. And besides—hehe—I charge for my services. I’m not cheap.”
Qin Mochen looked at the little girl’s lips, lifted high in a smile. With lipstick applied, that upward curve carried a hint of… seductive charm.
He couldn’t help but frown slightly.
She looked better the way she was before.
The man raised his hand, intending to push her little head, but when he realized she’d just had her hair done and shouldn’t be touched, his hand veered and landed on her shoulder instead. After lightly pushing her forward, he urged in a low voice, “Walk faster. Don’t be late.”
“Got it.”
Su Keke quickened her pace, nearly skipping.
Then, remembering that she was now a professional female bodyguard, she quickly straightened her posture and, looking quite the part, walked one step behind Qin Mochen.
“After we get to the Xu family’s birthday banquet, stick with Assistant Wu. Don’t wander around, understand?” Qin Mochen instructed.
“Okay.”
“Bodyguards and assistants shouldn’t move around freely. But if you’re hungry, have Assistant Wu take you to get something to eat.”
“I won’t let myself starve. Uncle, don’t worry.”
But Qin Mochen simply couldn’t feel at ease—this girl was just too foolish.
He glanced sideways at the little girl following behind him, who actually looked quite convincing now, and felt a bit of regret.
Why had he agreed to this yesterday?
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Old Master Xu’s birthday banquet was held in the main hall of a villa belonging to the Xu family’s eldest son.
The old master didn’t like extravagance, but he couldn’t resist his sons’ and grandsons’ love of lively affairs. Invitations had been sent out far and wide, and more than half of the prominent figures in the capital’s upper circle had come.
There was a self-service bar in the hall. Most of the guests had already arrived. Every man wore a suit and tie, naturally gathering in small groups to exchange pleasantries.
As for the women, every single one was exquisitely dressed. All kinds of evening gowns were worn by the capital’s socialites, each displaying her own unique charm, like flowers in a garden competing in beauty—it was impossible to say who was the most beautiful.
The jewelry adorning them was even more dazzling than the crystal chandeliers on the ceiling.
Holding glasses of champagne or red wine, the women spoke elegantly with their male companions, occasionally covering their mouths as they laughed softly, smiling with grace. Others had already found acquaintances and gathered together to discuss high-end cosmetics, designer handbags, and jewelry.
This was the lively scene Su Keke saw when she followed Qin Mochen and Wu Zongbai inside.
The little girl exclaimed silently in her heart.
So many people! How lively!
Perhaps it was because the man who had just entered had too strong an aura—the volume of conversation in the hall suddenly dropped, and everyone turned to look toward the entrance.
Qin Mochen didn’t need to dress up deliberately. Wherever he went, that was where all eyes naturally focused.
Someone recognized him and couldn’t help but whisper, “That’s Fourth Master Qin from the Qin family! Doesn’t he rarely attend events like this? He actually showed up today—looks like Old Master Xu really has some clout…”
Old Master Xu personally came forward to greet him. Though he was already seventy, he looked full of vigor and well cared for, appearing barely in his early sixties.
Laughing heartily, the old man patted his shoulder. “Brother Qin, I’ve finally got you here! Come, come—we haven’t seen each other in ages. This time we must have a good chat.”
“You’re the birthday star today, and you have too many guests to attend to. Let’s have a proper talk another day,” Qin Mochen replied.
“No matter—I have the younger generation helping me receive guests.”
Though Qin Mochen’s expression remained restrained, the lines of his face clearly softened. “I brought you a birthday gift. I wish you blessings as vast as the Eastern Sea and longevity as enduring as the Southern Mountains.”
Assistant Wu stepped forward and handed Old Master Xu the framed calligraphy along with its box.
Old Master Xu immediately took the box, eagerly pulled out the scroll, and after just one glance, burst into laughter. “Mochen, your calligraphy has improved even more than before. Last time I wanted a piece from you, you kept brushing me off with excuses. Now you’ve finally fulfilled my wish…”
The old and the young chatted and laughed as they walked deeper into the hall.
Nearby, guests whispered among themselves.
“So this is the infamous cold-faced business tycoon, Fourth Master Qin? It’s my first time seeing him in person—he’s really young, and even more handsome than a movie star.”
“Come on. Even if those pretty boys in the entertainment industry tried to act it out, they couldn’t pull off Fourth Master Qin’s kind of presence.”
“Everyone knows Fourth Master Qin’s net worth is this.” The speaker gave a thumbs-up. “And he only gave a piece of calligraphy, yet Old Master Xu is that happy? Do you think he’s genuinely pleased, or just pretending?”
“Exactly—this Fourth Master Qin seems a bit stingy…”
“The calligraphy Fourth Master Qin gave is far from cheap,” a gentle, pleasant voice suddenly interjected.
A young man in a silver-gray suit happened to pass by. He held a glass of champagne and glanced over.
The man was handsome, with a temperament as warm and refined as jade. When he smiled, it felt like a spring breeze—like a prince stepping out of a fairy tale.
“The jade on the scroll’s finials is top-grade Hetian jade, a once-in-a-century find. The scroll rod itself is ancient sandalwood at least five hundred years old—priceless. As for the calligraphy on it, even Master Qian has praised it. It’s no worse than that of today’s so-called famous masters.”
After finishing, he took a sip of champagne, nodded slightly to the group, and then passed by, leaving them behind.
