Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

The blood of Young Master Hai in the photo filled Qin Xin’s heart with an inexplicable chill.

Wasn’t he supposed to be gathering information at the Seventh Elder’s mansion?

How could it have turned out so tragic?

Could it be... that he was discovered by the Seventh Elder?

Recalling how the Seventh Elder stormed off angrily at the end of the school celebration, if he returned home to find Young Master Hai stealing information, he might indeed deliver a fatal blow.

But, something still doesn’t add up.

If the Seventh Elder wanted to kill Young Master Hai, why would he give him the chance to take and send out photos?

The key is, even if all the blood in Young Master Hai’s body were drained, there wouldn’t be such a large puddle... there was just far too much blood on the ground.

It was as if Young Master Hai had crawled out of the blood.

What hidden secret did he uncover at the Seventh Elder’s home?

Qin Xin looked up to see everyone at the rooftop barbecue, laughing and chatting joyously, while at this moment, Young Master Hai was in deep trouble, his life hanging by a thread.

Although he was paid to do the job, he was still doing it for her.

She couldn’t just leave it be.

Qin Xin got up from the lounge chair, wrapped herself tightly in her cloak, and walked towards the stairwell.

Everyone was busy grilling food, and no one noticed her departure for the moment.

Only Nalan Ye Jue inexplicably sensed something, turned back to take a look.

He immediately put down the expensive black tiger prawns and geoduck he was grilling, and took off in the direction Qin Xin left.

Beside him, Bai Chi grumbled with resentment: ”Hey, you’re so wasteful with food. How could you do that—it was prepared especially for Little Qingxin, and you’ve dirtied it, so annoying...”

He pained his hand to rescue the black tiger prawns and geoduck from the coals, getting burned in the process, but didn’t notice that Nalan Ye Jue had already left.

Nalan Ye Jue caught up at the stairwell.

He found Qin Xin making a phone call while descending the stairs.

The other party seemingly hard to reach.

She dialed several times, and it wasn’t until she reached the first floor that the other side finally responded in a hoarse voice: ”Miss Lan...”

Getting a response, that was great.

Qin Xin quickly seized the moment to ask him: ”Have you left the Seventh Elder’s house yet?”

Behind her, Nalan Ye Jue paused.

Is she contacting that informant, Little Bai?

Young Master Hai’s breath was weak: ”I... have left. The information...”

Qin Xin let out a small sigh of relief: ”Don’t worry about the information right now, how are your injuries? Go get treated, tell me your location, and I’ll meet you. I’ll bring herbs not available anywhere else for you.”

Hearing that Qin Xin’s first concern was not the information, but his survival and injuries, Young Master Hai felt an inexplicable sting in his eyes.

For someone like him, living on the edge, making money by licking blood off the blade.

It seemed glamorous to others, but only those involved knew that digging for information and exposing secrets was akin to disturbing someone’s ancestral grave, and there would eventually be repercussions.

But she didn’t see him as just someone she paid to do a job.

She cared for him, did she?

Young Master Hai’s lips curled slightly.

If someone saw him now, face full of blood yet still smiling, they’d surely be frightened as if they’d seen a ghost.

But he felt good, very gratified, taking a deep breath, he replied to Qin Xin: ”You mustn’t come.”

Qin Xin was slightly taken aback: ”What?”

Odd, usually when he got the information, he couldn’t wait for her to see him immediately.

Even when he had no information, he could concoct various reasons to invite her for tea.

Now he’s stopping her from seeing him?

That’s not like Young Master Hai.

Young Master Hai chuckled lowly: ”I never thought the day would come when I would personally ask you not to meet me. Miss Lan...”