Chapter 74: The Relationship—Childhood Sweethearts?
Su Keke sent several crying-face emojis in a row. After changing to a new phone, she had learned how to use emoji expressions and ended up liking them so much that she couldn’t stop.
Only this many crying faces could express how she felt right now.
She stared at her phone for a full five minutes, but Uncle still hadn’t replied. Sigh…
…Uncle.
What kind of big, important business could he possibly be busy with?
Still, after sending those messages, she actually felt much better inside.
The person Uncle was chatting with must be very important—otherwise, maybe he just hadn’t seen the messages yet?
Su Keke felt a bit down only for a brief moment. Qin Junchi, on the other hand, was in an extremely irritable mood.
He drove very fast—so fast it felt like the car was about to take off.
“You’re feeling agitated right now. It’s not safe to drive like this,” Su Keke reminded him.
If Wu Zongbai were here, he would notice that Su Keke’s attitude toward Qin Junchi was polite yet distant—nothing like how natural and relaxed she was around him and Fourth Master Qin.
Hearing her words, Qin Junchi snapped back to his senses and immediately slowed down.
He had almost forgotten—if not for the master sitting beside him last time, he would already be dead from that crash.
“Master, I offended you before. May I ask your honorable name?” Qin Junchi raised his brows and asked.
“Uncle says I read too many ancient books—you’re the one who really sounds like that. My name is Su Keke. I’m not some master, just newly graduated,” she replied.
He stared at Su Keke’s little face and realized that after wiping off her makeup, she had turned back into the same little girl she used to be.
She looked like an innocent kid who didn’t understand anything. He had actually thought earlier that she was…
“Judging by that makeup, some master must’ve done it for you, right? With skills like that, why use such low-quality makeup? It’s not even waterproof.”
Su Keke explained, “John said everything he used was pure, handmade natural cosmetics—very expensive and good for the skin. The only downside is that it’s not waterproof.”
“John? He personally did it?” Qin Junchi stared at her in disbelief for a long while, then suddenly said, “Looks like my Fourth Uncle really treats you differently.”
Looking at her cute, baby-fat face, Qin Junchi’s mood inexplicably improved a little.
Thinking of what had happened at the banquet, he said apologetically, “Keke, I’m really sorry about what happened earlier. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have had to deal with that.”
“You mean the woman who splashed wine on me? It’s fine. She probably misunderstood my relationship with you. From her face, I can tell she’s impulsive and easily influenced, but not someone truly vicious,” Su Keke said calmly.
Qin Junchi sighed inwardly: More than just her—didn’t you see how everyone else was pointing and whispering about you?
After today, the whole social circle would probably spread the story: Young Master Qin flew into a rage over a beauty and embarrassed his fiancée. And if someone dug deeper—oh, the beauty was brought by Fourth Master Qin. By then, who knew how ugly the rumors would get.
Su Keke frowned, feeling puzzled, and continued, “But it’s still too ridiculous. I’m only eighteen. How could she think there’s something between you and me? Modern society isn’t like ancient times—back then people talked marriage at fifteen or sixteen. But nowadays, shouldn’t people only think about marriage after twenty-five or twenty-six?”
Her master had said that people in their line of work often suffered from the Five Deficiencies and Three Lacks, so if they could avoid harming others, they should. Relationships had to be approached carefully. And if one cultivated well, their lifespan would increase—so there was no rush to marry.
Su Keke deeply agreed. She felt that before turning thirty, she wouldn’t even consider marriage.
And if she wasn’t considering marriage, she certainly wasn’t considering dating.
“You’re already eighteen?” Qin Junchi exclaimed. “I thought you were underage. But today’s makeup made you look older—no, not older, more mature. You looked about twenty-something, and really pretty. My standards are high, you know. It’s exactly because you looked so good today that that woman went crazy.”
For Qin Junchi to say someone was good-looking meant they truly were—he never lied about things like that. Su Keke’s look today had accidentally hit his aesthetic sweet spot.
Of course, Qin Junchi didn’t dare harbor any improper thoughts. After the car accident incident, he only dared to treat her as a true immortal.
Su Keke nodded in understanding.
She decided she would never wear makeup again. It might look good, but it didn’t feel like her—and it even brought disaster out of nowhere, just like today.
“Actually, Huang Yueshan didn’t use to be like this…” Qin Junchi said irritably. “Her mom and my mom are best friends. When they were young, they jokingly arranged a childhood engagement for us. Since then, she’s always acted like she was my fiancée. In the past two years, she’s only gotten worse, trying to interfere in everything I do. Don’t be fooled by the fact that I’m already twenty-four—I’ve never had a serious relationship.”
Su Keke gave him a meaningful “oh.” “Not dating but still sleeping together—that’s just being a rogue. From your face, I can tell you have a lot of romantic luck, and you’ve already picked quite a few of those flowers.”
“Cough—cough cough cough…” Qin Junchi nearly choked on his own saliva.
“Who still stays chaste before marriage these days? Besides, I’m a man. Men have needs—that’s normal, right? It’s all consensual. I’ve never forced anyone.”
Su Keke pouted and snorted. “All excuses. You just lack self-control. I’ve met men who are very restrained—like your Fourth Uncle, like Assistant Wu.”
And also Qian Junze, whom she had just met today.
These days after coming down the mountain, Su Keke had mostly interacted with people outside the field. There were many things she had no one to discuss or share with. Now that she had found someone to share feng shui knowledge with, just thinking about it made her happy.
Qin Junchi wore a constipated expression. “My Fourth Uncle is just a workaholic. In his eyes, nothing compares to the pleasure work brings him. As for Assistant Wu, he’s just oppressed—no time to look for women. I’m telling you, you’d better not work under my Fourth Uncle. When he gets ruthless, he’s really not human. Seriously.”
As he spoke, he seemed to think of something and muttered, “But Sister Yuexiang has returned to the country now. I wonder if she can soften my Fourth Uncle’s temperament a bit.”
Hearing that name again, Su Keke grew even more curious and couldn’t help asking, “That great beauty, Miss Bai—what’s her relationship with your Fourth Uncle? Are they very close?”
“My Fourth Uncle’s childhood sweetheart. Of course they’re close. When we were kids, the Qin and Bai families lived in the same compound. We only separated later.
“Sister Yuexiang is really heartless. She went abroad at twenty and only came back now—seven whole years. After she left, my Fourth Uncle turned into a study maniac and work maniac. Even when he occasionally zoned out, he’d look gloomy and depressed. If you tell me there was nothing between them, I wouldn’t believe it for a second.”
Su Keke propped her little face on her hand, squishing the flesh under her chin up into her cheeks, making her face look even rounder.
Then she sighed. “I never thought Uncle, of all people, would be trapped by love too. Sure enough, heroes have always had a hard time getting past beautiful women.”
She hoped that in another two or three years, the baby fat on her face would fade and her features would mature a bit—then she wouldn’t look like a big bun anymore, but instead become a little beauty.
