Moved by Luo Yanran, Qin Nuan unsurprisingly offered her soft pink lips, and the two kissed passionately. Meanwhile, Luo Qianqian sat restlessly inside the room...

Do these two even remember they have to attend classes?

Luckily, Qin Nuan wasn’t completely swept away and still remembered that she was there to pick up Luo Qianqian.

Luo Yanran, having received instructions from Luo Qianqian, didn’t delay too long and let Qin Nuan go after a bit, clenching his fist as he watched them leave.

"Qhianqhian’s wings, huh? I’m quite looking forward to it."

Tang Tianyi hadn’t appeared all week, but the three of them weren’t worried, as he still sent a message every day.

After dropping Luo Qianqian off at class and handing her over to Elvis, Qin Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Elvis quickly removed the backpack from Luo Qianqian’s hand, took out the books, and arranged them. He also opened the water for the day and placed it on the table.

"Feeling better?" His concern showed no sign of diminishing.

Luo Qianqian nodded lightly and sighed, "It’s so cold today, I’m worried my wound might freeze."

Because she didn’t dare move, her entire hand was stiff, and even the fingers exposed outside were cold to the touch. They wouldn’t warm up even in the heated room.

"Don’t talk nonsense. Oh, and this is for you." Elvis casually took a small box out of his pocket. "A necklace, with a tracker. Do you want it?"

Without concealing the reason, he calmly opened the box to reveal a plain silver necklace. The small pendant was a silver hollow metal ball, inside which seemed to be a blue crystal.

"Help me put it on." Luo Qianqian nodded slightly, understanding in her heart that Elvis meant well and wanted peace of mind. She turned her back to Elvis without hesitation.

Elvis chuckled, as this was the answer he expected.

After putting the necklace on Luo Qianqian, he said, "It’s not made of silver, and ordinary forces won’t break it. If it does break, it will automatically send me a signal. Only special forces like sharp cuts or high temperatures...but if you experience those, I reckon you’re done for."

Luo Qianqian nodded calmly.

After class, with Elvis accompanying her, she left the teaching building, only to have her expression darken.

Sawadera Juusaburou!

"Miss Luo, our leader invites you." He bowed respectfully to Luo Qianqian, but the disdain on his face was apparent even to others.

The key was that his tone was also impolite, as if Luo Qianqian owed him two million dollars.

"I still have class, forgive me for not accompanying you." Luo Qianqian’s expression was indifferent.

Even though Elvis didn’t know who this was, seeing Luo Qianqian’s distant demeanor, he could guess a bit and his gaze carried a hint of coldness. "Qhianqhian, isn’t this guy foreign?"

"Bingo, from the country where they shoot films." Luo Qianqian said bluntly, but she used French, so even Sawadera Juusaburou didn’t understand. He only caught the word "bingo."

Luo Qianqian started walking in another direction with Elvis.

Was she afraid of being set up, meeting that kind of person? What a joke!

Moreover, the words that young man said were still unclear to her, and now she was supposed to meet these people? What a joke!

"Please don’t make it difficult for us." Unexpectedly, Sawadera Juusaburou quickly blocked Luo Qianqian’s path again with a swift move.

Luo Qianqian’s face immediately turned cold.

But after thinking carefully for a moment, she exhaled deeply, "If you want to meet me, please schedule an appointment a week in advance, with a written application. Do you think just anyone can meet me? Oh, and with your attitude, please make that a month in advance!"

A month later, this gathering would have ended. Why would she meet him then?

"You!" The man’s face was full of gloom, and he directly showed the object in his hand with an expression of threat, "If Miss Luo doesn’t want any mishaps, you’d better come with me obediently."

Luo Qianqian yawned calmly, "Take your time playing by yourself. Don’t think just because I’m young that I don’t know anything. If you harm these ordinary people, you’ll be facing representatives from every country."

This was Luo Qianqian’s guess, as a chasm naturally existed between civilians and them, although they were fewer in number. That didn’t mean they had the power of life and death!

Sawadera Juusaburou’s face turned even darker.

Luo Qianqian was right; they couldn’t harm others, but according to his information, this Luo Qianqian had only recently joined the organization. How could she know?

How did she know? Through common sense reasoning.

After a moment of hesitation, he stowed away the item in his hand and coldly eyed Luo Qianqian, "It seems I underestimated you! I’ll come and visit again!"

With that, he turned and left.

Watching his retreating figure, Luo Qianqian exhaled deeply.

Without a background, even a small minion could step on her. But now, she couldn’t rely on the residual influence left by her father to survive. She needed to forge her own path and earn respect herself, respect that truly comes from the heart.

And not just smiling on the surface while internally cursing.

Meanwhile, Luo Yanran was sitting atop Haoran, watching the person in front of him handle documents.

Luo Xihan, unable to withstand the scrutiny of his own son, finally relented, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Ever since arriving, he hadn’t spoken, just silently observing his father, making him feel uneasy.

"I’m here to learn how to manage things..." Luo Yanran said with a matter-of-fact expression. It wasn’t wrong; he was indeed learning, observing his father frown at documents and then either provide feedback or sign them.

"What trouble are you trying to stir up now?" Luo Xihan sighed helplessly, putting down his work and massaging his temples.

He didn’t mind not consulting him about leaving the entertainment industry; after all, it was bound to happen sooner or later. But what was happening now?

"Qhianqhian asked me to find a place, to open a shop. I remember you have a property, right?" Luo Yanran hesitated for a moment before stating his purpose.

"Qhianqhian? Open a shop?" Luo Xihan looked bewildered, "What does Qhianqhian want to do?"

Staring intently at his silent son, Luo Xihan eventually sighed in resignation, "Go tell your mother, that is her dowry. It’s currently rented out as a jewelry store and is doing well. I recall the contract ends in January. Go inquire about it."

Luo Yanran nodded, "I know, but I thought I should inform you. Qhianqhian says the more she has, the fewer worries she’ll have."

Luo Xihan offered no rebuttal but instead stood up, going to the floor-to-ceiling window of Haoran and gazing at the tall buildings, "Don’t just fool around with your sister. You need to learn how to manage things too."

Watching his father’s back, Luo Yanran wasn’t sure when it started, but that once towering figure seemed to have bent a little. Was he too tired?

"It’s actually Qhianqhian leading me astray." Luo Yanran smiled wryly, whispering softly.

But rather than taking over Haoran, he’d rather fight alongside Luo Qianqian, for the world he builds with his own hands brings him more fulfillment.