Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 368: A Man’s Warm Hands and Irresistibly Charming Voice

At dinner, everyone in the villa was almost entirely focused on "Xihe".

Only Qin Xin hung her head, playing with her phone.

Even though she had Hong Jingtian use black market channels to search for that special mark, she was still worried and personally hacked into the empire’s national database to search.

There was no record of that incomplete wing mark in the official database.

Could she have misseen the details at that time?

Was it not a wing, but something else?

In the rush at the racetrack just now, she didn’t have time to check Charlie’s vehicle on the A Continent again; otherwise, taking a picture would have been clearer.

Feeling frustrated, Zhou Yu called again.

Zhou Yu’s voice was a bit small, afraid she’d get angry: "Master, there’s a reporter wanting to..."

Qin Xin kept a cold face: "I said I don’t accept any interviews. Don’t you understand that rule?"

Zhou Yu hurriedly explained while sweating profusely: "No, Master, this isn’t an ordinary reporter. This is the chief reporter from the President Mansion’s news office. She says she wants to understand some situations on behalf of the President, considering you brought honor to the country... she sounded sincere, and I was uncertain, so I came to consult you..."

Qin Xin coldly interrupted him: "Tell her, I’m not available."

Zhou Yu quickly assured: "I understand, Master. In the future, I won’t respond to anyone’s call."

Seeing Qin Xin being harassed by reporters, Nalan Ye Jue’s face also darkened. He frowned and asked Lu Yi: "Wasn’t it instructed that reporters shouldn’t disturb her?"

Lu Yi was embarrassed: "All newspaper and media outlets have been told, they wouldn’t dare to act rashly. But I really didn’t expect someone from the President Mansion’s news office to get involved..."

Nalan Ye Jue said coolly, "I don’t care who it is. Even if the President calls personally, it’s not allowed."

Lu Yi’s breath caught: "Yes!"

Young Master’s protection of Miss Qin was truly meticulous and thorough.

Over there, Qin Xin was quite displeased at having received the harassing call.

She brushed her fringe in a slightly agitated manner, no longer wanting her tea, and stood up from the table directly: "Lend me a car for a bit."

Qin Xiaoshuang asked in surprise, "Sis, can you drive?"

Nalan Ye Jue didn’t ask anything and simply handed her the car keys: "If you need a driver, have Lu Yi go with you."

Qin Xin shook her head: "No need, thanks."

Lu Yi’s eyes brightened for a moment but then dimmed again.

Oh, Miss Qin found him undesirable.

However, on second thought, considering his poor driving skills, if he really were to drive for Miss Qin, he’d probably be found even more undesirable.

Qin Xin drove back to the racetrack.

By then, it was late; the racetrack’s gate was already locked, with only two gatekeepers playing cards.

Qin Xin got out of the car and politely said to the two men, "Excuse me, can you open the gate for a moment? I left something in the race car."

The two gatekeepers didn’t even lift their heads, continuing to play cards with playful laughter:

"Who are you to ask us to open the gate?"

"Do you think you’re Xihe? Even if you are Xihe, we’d make her run a couple of laps with the car before opening the gate."

"Haha, right, you know, Xihe is so beautiful and intense. What do you think her husband thinks having such a pretty woman out racing?"

"What can he think? If a woman is capable, the husband just stays home and freeloads, haha..."

Seeing the two gatekeepers not only lording their minor authority but also making flippant comments about Xihe, Qin Xin’s eyes turned cold. She couldn’t be bothered to waste words and directly raised her arm.

As if slamming a table in anger, her palm struck towards the tops of their heads!

With this strike, they probably wouldn’t have the chance to make flippant remarks about Xihe in the future.

Just as Qin Xin’s palm was about to land.

Suddenly.

A large hand steadily caught her arm.

Then, a man’s voice calmly sounded: "Miss, don’t lash out because of people like them. Your hands are precious; they’re not worth it." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The warmth of the man’s palm was comforting.

The man’s reserved voice was absolutely charming!