Chapter 41: Aside from Being a Bit of a Psychopath
“You. Go find that girl from just now,” Shi Jincheng ground out between clenched teeth. “Turn the place upside down if you have to—bring her to me!”
The bodyguard: “Young Master, I get it! I’ve read this in novels—”
“When you find her, she’ll have to take responsibility for the fact that you’ve lost your innocence. Then the two of you will get married in a flash. At first you’ll hate each other, but eventually sparks will fly and you’ll fall madly in love. Am I right?”
“…Right your tomato-head!” He was only seventeen—what marriage nonsense?!
Just then, Gu Hua spotted her target.
Tucking a lock of hair behind her ear, she revealed a flawless, gentle smile and walked over.
“Hello, is there anything I can help you with?” she asked sweetly.
Shi Jincheng acted as though he hadn’t heard a word. He simply lifted his leg and walked away.
Alarmed, Gu Hua gave a little cry of “Ah!” and fell toward him.
But having just been traumatized by Chi Qian ripping at his clothes, Shi Jincheng’s PTSD kicked in. He dodged lightning-fast.
Gu Hua ended up tumbling right into the bodyguard’s arms.
The bodyguard raised his hands. “Young Master, you saw that! She came at me first.”
“Let’s go.” Shi Jincheng’s voice was cold, and without another glance, he strode away.
The bodyguard muttered an “Ay!” and quickly shoved Gu Hua aside before chasing after him.
From beginning to end, neither of them treated her as worth noticing.
Gu Hua’s breath caught in her chest, suffocating from sheer indignation.
“System, what’s going on? Didn’t you say he was supposed to need my help right now? Then why is he perfectly fine?”
Losing her temper, she snapped, “Do I have to knock him unconscious for the plot to move forward?!”
System: [Host, please calm down. If you break the law and go to jail, the only storyline left for you is making license plates.]
Gu Hua ground her teeth. “Then tell me what’s wrong!”
[According to the plot, Shi Jincheng should have been bitten by the lion. At that point, you would bravely shield him, and in his fading consciousness, he’d remember your face and take you as his savior… But the storyline glitched.]
“Again!?”
[This time the plot collapse triggered a BUG. System needs three days to debug and repair. Please wait patiently.]
“……”
Meanwhile, Chi Qian had no idea that her casual tug at his clothes had fried Gu Hua’s system CPU.
*
When the auction ended, Chi Lisen brought Chi Qian to the lounge to greet his old friends.
Everyone present was a heavyweight from their respective industries, the sharpest of the sharp.
They understood well that Chi Lisen had brought Chi Qian along to introduce her around—so that in the future, they would look out for her.
For someone Chi Lisen valued and protected this much, there really wasn’t a second one in the Chi family.
So after one round of greetings, Chi Qian’s little handbag was practically bursting with red envelopes.
She was over the moon.
Compared to the elusive numbers in her bank account, she loved the solid weight of cash in her hands!
Satisfaction!
“Old Shi, why haven’t I seen your boy around?” Chi Lisen asked casually among the group of magnates.
Chairman Shi replied, “He went up to the sixth floor. Ran into some bad luck—the lion went berserk. Luckily, someone saved him.”
“Berserk? Was it intentional or an accident?”
“I doubt it was a coincidence. But Little Cheng knows what he’s doing—he’s already sent people to investigate.” Chairman Shi paused. “And the one who saved him… was a girl. Not to be underestimated.”
Chi Lisen nodded. “To face a lion head-on—that’s no small feat.”
Fortunately, his own kid only rode pigs, teased dogs, and never got into such dangerous messes.
Chairman Shi glanced toward Chi Qian. “Old Chi, your little Qian and my Little Cheng are about the same age, aren’t they?”
Behind his glasses, Chi Lisen’s eyes narrowed. “Mm?”
“How about we tie the knot between our families?” Chairman Shi grinned. “I think Little Qian and Little Cheng would make a great match.”
“Ha. A match? In what way?” Chi Lisen shot him down immediately. “My girl’s just a kid, and your boy’s older. Arranged marriages are out of fashion now.”
“And besides…”
Chairman Shi leaned forward. “Besides what?”
Chi Lisen said lightly, “Whether Qian Qian marries or not, I’ll support her. If she wants to marry, I’ll line up a hundred eligible young men for her to choose from. If she doesn’t, then I’ll take care of her for the rest of her life.”
Chairman Shi was stunned. “You’re not afraid of spoiling her?”
“Hmph.”
Meanwhile, Chi Qian herself had absolutely no thoughts about marriage.
Her mind was filled only with: This cake is delicious. That cookie is too sweet. Ooh, the chocolate fountain is amazing. Wow, this one’s good too…
Nothing but food.
Not a trace of men.
As for Shi Jincheng, he was still searching the entire auction house for the girl who had “ruined his innocence.”
Except he never once thought to check the lounge.
*
The next morning, Chi Chaoshen came to pick up Chi Qian.
On the way, he got a sudden phone call asking him to come in right away.
So he turned to her and asked if she wanted to see where he worked.
Chi Qian agreed immediately—she was curious what her uncle actually did.
He played with antiques, yet somehow managed to rack up mountains of debt.
She needed to make a mental note: whatever career path she chose in the future, it must not be his.
Then Chi Chaoshen brought her to the First Hospital of Fuguang City.
As they stepped into the lobby, Chi Qian looked around and asked, “Uncle, why are we at a hospital?”
Chi Chaoshen hadn’t even answered yet when the employees who recognized him lined up on both sides, bowing respectfully, “Hello, Director.”
Chi Qian: ???
Director?!
Chi Chaoshen gave a calm nod and led Chi Qian into the elevator.
“Uncle, aren’t you running a shop?” Chi Qian asked blankly. “Why did they just call you Director?”
What she imagined his “shop” to be: a convenience store, a car repair shop, or maybe a breakfast stall.
What it actually was: the city’s First Hospital.
Her dazed little face was so cute that Chi Chaoshen actually chuckled.
“My main job is as the hospital director. The shop is just a side business—well, more like a studio.”
“Directors must make a lot of money. So how come you’re drowning in debt?”
“That was your third uncle lying to you. I don’t owe anyone. That day I brought you home, it was just because some of my money is held by your grandfather. If he doesn’t release it, I can’t touch it.”
Chi Qian finally understood. “So even at your age, you still need your parents to hold onto your savings?”
She herself already had a private stash. Not to mention a magical turtle pond that spat out coins from time to time.
Chi Chaoshen, who had never been good at keeping money in hand, looked a little embarrassed. “It’s just for emergencies.”
He was not only the director of this hospital but also one of the most renowned surgeons at home and abroad. One surgery from him was worth tens of millions, and patients had to book a month in advance.
Naturally, he was not short of money.
But he did have a money-burning antique studio.
When they reached his office, the secretary brought in coffee and a Coke.
“I’ve got some matters to take care of,” Chi Chaoshen told her. “Stay here and play for a while. I’ll come back and take you to see a doctor.”
“Uncle, I’m not sick.”
“Your third uncle insisted. He already booked you with our hospital’s best psychologist.”
Chi Qian puffed her cheeks angrily. “Other than being a little psychotic, I don’t have any problems, okay?!”
