Chapter Fifty-Four: Principal Bei

Qianyin didn’t intend to hide anything. She found a clean spot to sit down, letting Baibai settle in her lap. After organizing her thoughts, she said, “You might be in danger soon—someone has put out a contract to have you kidnapped. Just tell your parents to assign a few more bodyguards to you. You can say there are people at school bullying you. But you can’t call the police, and you mustn’t tell them it was me who said this.”

Su Baibai listened, a little dazed. Her biological father had already passed away, and although her current father was very good to her, why would anyone want to kidnap her? Was she worth any money? Wouldn’t it make more sense to kidnap her mother?

Seeing the confusion in Su Baibai’s eyes, Qianyin shook her head. She didn’t actually know the reason behind the kidnapping order either. On her way here, Qianyin had considered staying by Su Baibai’s side, but in the end, she found it impossible.

To protect Su Baibai personally would also violate the rules of the assassin world. At most, she could help from the shadows, not so openly. Besides, she’d looked into it—the person who took the contract was just a small-time killer. As long as there were enough bodyguards, they couldn’t harm Baibai.

Su Baibai felt lost. How was she supposed to explain this at home? Would they even believe her?

Suddenly, an idea came to her. She quickly pulled out her phone and said to Qianyin, “Sister Qianyin, I bought a phone. Give me your number, so I can call you if anything happens, alright?”

Qianyin breathed a sigh of relief, entered her number, and handed the phone back to Su Baibai. She felt it was time to leave—after all, she still needed to see Boss Jin. There were still things she wanted from his place. At the thought, a rare smile appeared on her lips.

So it was with Qianyin that Su Baibai returned to the office. The headmaster’s wife and the headmaster themselves were deep in conversation. They looked up, surprised to see the three of them back so soon.

“We still have things to take care of, so we’ll be leaving now. Please take good care of Baibai. If I have time, I’ll visit again,” Qianyin said with a smile, giving Su Baibai a gentle nudge toward the headmaster’s wife.

Su Baibai quickly walked over and took the headmaster’s wife by the hand, smiling at Qianyin. “Goodbye, Sister Qianyin. Goodbye, big brother.”

The headmaster’s wife suddenly produced two large red envelopes and handed them to the pair, who were momentarily bewildered. It must have been their first time receiving such a thing.

Seeing their confusion, the headmaster burst out laughing. “It’s a custom where we’re from—when family comes to visit, you’re supposed to give red envelopes. Since you two aren’t married, you don’t have to give us any, and you don’t need to give Baibai one either.”

“Thank you, Headmaster, Madam Headmaster. We’ll be on our way, then.” With that, the two of them quickly made their way to the door.

The three adults watched them leave, then looked at Baibai.

Seeing their questioning gazes, Su Baibai spoke up on her own. “Mom, Dad, could you hire a few bodyguards for me? I’m in a bit of danger lately—someone wants to kidnap me.”

The two were stunned. The headmaster immediately reacted and went online to order bodyguards. Although she wasn’t their biological daughter, from the moment they adopted her, she had been their own—and their only child.

Qianyin thought she’d better go pick up her plain old car, still parked in the Nanshan woods. The two of them took a taxi to Nanshan, then drove to Boss Jin’s place.

Lengxue wasn’t particularly impressed by the car—it really was quite ordinary. Compared to his own, this one was inconspicuous, but that was good. As long as it ran and kept out the rain, it was good enough.

Mountain roads in the rain are never easy to drive. Qianyin’s skills weren’t bad, though, and the journey was peaceful. When they reached the intersection, a car suddenly shot past, its license plate completely obscured. Qianyin took note but didn’t dwell on it.

While in the car, Lengxue curiously opened the large red envelope he’d received, discovering a thousand yuan inside. People really were generous these days. The rich certainly lived differently.

Qianyin glanced over, handed him her envelope. Without a word, Lengxue opened it and found another thousand. There was a spare bag in the car, and he put both envelopes in it. Qianyin didn’t care—after all, they were given by someone else, not something she’d asked for.

Qianyin was quite familiar with Boss Jin’s place; it didn’t take long to get there. It was, outwardly, just a jade shop. The public owner certainly wasn’t Boss Jin; the real boss operated behind the scenes.

At the door stood six bodyguards, a clear deterrent against robbery. Were people in this area really that bold? But then again, it was jade; stealing just one piece could support an average person for a long time.

“Are you here for jade or to see someone?” The six guards spoke in unison—a rather intimidating sight. Did they treat ordinary customers this way too? Weren’t they afraid of scaring them off?

The thought made Qianyin smile. Boss Jin’s straightforwardness was one thing, but his underlings were just as blunt.

“I’m here to see Old Jin. Tell him Qianyin is here.”

The six exchanged glances, and one nodded and went inside, while the remaining five said in unison, “Please wait a moment.”

Lengxue leaned in to Qianyin’s ear and whispered, “If we tried to rob the place, do you think they’d beat us up first?”

Qianyin shot him a glare—wasn’t that obvious?

They waited at the door for a few minutes before the guard returned, followed by Boss Jin, who was moving noticeably slower. The guard didn’t even make way for his boss.

Watching their odd behavior, Qianyin almost laughed.

“Miss Qianyin, you’re here! Please, come in.” Boss Jin greeted her warmly, shaking her hand. He even offered to shake Lengxue’s, but Lengxue stepped back. Boss Jin didn’t insist.

He led the way, with Qianyin and Lengxue following, the guards still stationed at the entrance.

Inside, the jade shop glittered with treasures—shelves upon shelves of exquisite pieces. There were all kinds of rare, icy jades; no wonder they could so casually give away a rare blue jade bracelet.

There was a side room, spacious with a sofa, and a set of tea ware that caught the eye—it was made entirely of jade.

Qianyin couldn’t help but give Boss Jin a thumbs up, grinning. “Boss Jin, you really are wealthy. A whole tea set made of jade! That must have cost you a fortune.”

Boss Jin poured tea for the two of them—it seemed freshly brewed, and it was top-quality Longjing. Beaming, he said, “These aren’t worth much. If you like them, I can give you a set—there’s even one made of fire jade.”

“Oh, I couldn’t possibly accept such a thing,” Qianyin replied with calculation in her tone.