Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system-Chapter 748: Low-key for once

Nonetheless, Ling Qingyu’s answer was a direct acknowledgement to Sofia and everyone else inside the vehicle.

Very few saw the dark side of Ling Qingyu at the moment. If Mo Yunxi and Yin Jingfei accepted her, Ling Qingyu figured this trip was worth it—spending time together and facing dangerous moments side by side.

Of course, the danger was questionable with Spirit Fox protecting her, but hadn’t the aircraft nearly exploded from RPGs and airport attacks, making the journey arduous?

Besides, it wasn’t as if Nurse Yin and Doctor Mo hadn’t witnessed her cruel side toward enemies. And most of her enemies deserved their final fate.

The rest belonged to the collateral group used by her opponents and standing in her way. For instance, within those Tiger gangs, there might have been people who didn’t provoke her and weren’t too evil, yet were eliminated because of their affiliation.

Not to mention, they weren’t innocent either, as they walked the dark road.

Fortunately, no disagreement appeared from the back. It seemed both women accepted Ling Qingyu’s actions. As for inner dissatisfaction or resistance, Ling Qingyu couldn’t know for sure.

Turning her neck around, Ling Qingyu asked, "Do you think what I did was wrong?"

"Of course not." Mo Yunxi, while busy with her ringing tone, replied with a complicated expression. "I knew you weren’t simple since day one, and I trust my judgment. Always have and always will."

"Likewise, we believe you, Sister Ling," Yin Jingfei added, reaching out her fingers to squeeze Ling Qingyu’s taut muscles on her shoulders, causing the latter to beam with a smile.

"Thank you for your trust. I won’t disappoint you. Never will."

Mo Yunxi heaved a sigh of relief. She had initially felt some reluctance, fearing Ling Qingyu would become another monster after working too deeply to climb the ladder. She didn’t want her friend to go astray and thought that perhaps close friendship might forge a sharper will, making Ling Qingyu incorruptible in the future.

The least she could contribute was not to turn her head away when Ling Qingyu needed her. Meanwhile, Yin Jingfei didn’t think too much.

Sister Ling had saved her life and helped her greatly, from her siblings to even study opportunities—everything was difficult to repay with gratitude alone.

And Sister Ling possessed a necessary benevolence that overshadowed the ruthlessness she displayed in words. Maybe Yin Jingfei didn’t know much, but she felt as though she had fallen for Ling Qingyu—gender didn’t matter in her eyes.

The only blockade originated from the difference in status. Despite her prior refusal to go together with Mo Yunxi, Yin Jingfei was delighted that she would be able to help Ling Qingyu more in the future.

With like-minded confidantes increasing in her arms, Ling Qingyu’s mood lifted. The disturbing heavy traffic and the slow grind of engines and rolling wheels ceased to annoy her.

Mo Yunxi received a callback from her professor and chattered excitedly, already telling the academics that they were meeting tonight. Her liveliness returned at the end of the call, bragging her professors’ prowess in the research, to which, Ling Qingyu responded with absent mind because she had no idea.

The group conversed more, and the previous silence warmed up. Time passed quickly, and an hour and a half later, the convoy broke away from the traffic jam, heading toward the hotel booked beforehand.

...

A sedan had just parked when the security guard came running out before the passengers inside could exit. With an apologetic face, the guard said, "We’re terribly sorry, guests. There are no rooms available."

"What? How could that be?" the man exclaimed.

The family of three exchanged glances. The woman in the shotgun seat scratched her cheek near the hairline. "I don’t see any cars parked here. It’s impossible for the entire hotel to be occupied, right?"

"I’m sorry, milady. The situation is exactly as you’ve described—the rooms are full," the guard bowed slightly, displaying politeness.

"Darling, what do we do?" the woman asked her husband, glancing at their young, sleepy daughter. "It’s already getting dark."

"Well, not too dark that I can’t find another one. There should be many elsewhere. I was just looking for a luxurious one for our trip. We’ll manage. Don’t worry."

"Oh dear," the woman groaned in protest. "But we aren’t locals. Who knows what other places might bring?"

"Mummy, Daddy, are we going to be homeless?" their daughter asked in puzzlement, her adorable eyes curiously seeking confirmation, a small worry flashing within them.

"..."

"Oh, sweetie," the mother shook her head and sent a message to her husband. Both knew they had to exclude such topics to avoid stressing their child.

She had learned from her classmates about the fate of homeless people and the continuous troubles, difficult to escape from the cycle.

The reason the family was reluctant to leave, even though they knew no one was staying at the moment and the rooms had been booked, was that the current hotel satisfied all their requirements—luxury, service, a safe neighborhood, and access to nearby centers.

The guard stood helplessly, a vein on his forehead throbbing nonstop at the pitiful scene before his eyes.

If not for politeness and the hotel’s image, he really wanted to shove the family away. Why keep dillydallying and acting hesitant?

Of course, he understood their plight, but the hotel also needed to serve its customers—clearing away any issues before the VIP arrived.

Soon, engines growled, and a large convoy flooded in. Black reflective SUVs and vans drove into the parking area.

A sense of menace rolled into their eyes. Even the guard froze, terrified that harm was coming to the hotel. Similarly, the husband almost ignited the engine and pressed the gas.

Fortunately, these fears died down when a large number of women stepped out of the vehicles—beautiful women.

The guard straightened up, and his colleagues also came out through the entrance doors to welcome the new guests.

Indeed, the group of newcomers belonged to Ling Qingyu’s entourage. Athena had booked the entire hotel, which was why this family touring from outside the city encountered trouble.

Not that it mattered to Ling Qingyu and her girls. But Athena, having monitored the trip beforehand, reported to Ling Qingyu the difficulties the poor family had experienced.

Everyone headed to their rooms, and Spirit Fox prepared "defenses," with Athena taking over the monitoring of several surrounding blocks.

Every pair of operators occupied a room. The stewardesses and pilots were given their own rooms as well.

Fortunately, all of them were female, so there would be no mess regarding riding over one another—literally, Ling Qingyu thought, though she soon realized that the same gender didn’t solve such issues entirely either, but at least it minimized the probability.

As for the pitiful family, Ling Qingyu listened to Athena describing their identities and discovered that their trip plan lasted merely two nights and that they would leave soon.

Hence, she asked the receptionist to allocate a room for the family and reminded herself that she was doing a good deed. The hotel currently belonged to her and it didn’t cost much to arrange a single room.

She had occupied the entire hotel for privacy and ease of conduct for her girls, without worries. Plus, she was deeply concerned about her own and her loved ones’ safety, even if she knew the city’s crime rate wasn’t outrageously high.

However, the probability of the worst occurring was far higher here than in most parts of the world, with guns readily available.

Sure, the state controlled firearms through permits, but no official patrons stood firmly against corruption. And the underworld operated differently, exploiting loopholes.

Besides, her girls could arm themselves without regard for the law through Athena with ease. If not for her daughter’s presence monitoring the surroundings and Elena’s close support, Ling Qingyu’s confidence might have dropped—especially since she seemed to have offended someone high up the pyramid by coincidence not long ago.

In addition, the talismans and "armored" clothing raised security to another level—a protective shield that barred threats that couldn’t be otherwise resolved.

Regardless, a quick trip to the university still had to be made, as Mo Yunxi had already informed her mentor of their whereabouts.

The sky had already darkened, and it wouldn’t be polite to meet elders at a later time. This hotel had also been chosen to suit the purpose of staying close to the university where her confidantes would study.

Very close, in fact—just a short ride away.

Ling Qingyu left Xiao Yue behind to rest and command her girls. She only took three SUVs with her.

Too much presence might create a poor first impression for Mo Yunxi and Yin Jingfei, contrary to her desire.

And her girls needed time to gather intelligence and prepare for the days ahead. Not that she needed it, but Spirit Fox was keen on meticulousness.

The campus came into view, and the nightlife was quite active. It appeared that the professors were still available at this hour inside the university.

Her small convoy still drew attention as they rolled toward the particular department’s location.