My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

Yin Qin drove him away.

Inside the car, the two of them remained silent.

No one had seen this coming.

One day, Song Shan had just died like that.

Died so unexpectedly fast.

Out of the blue.

Ji Baijian continued to look out the window.

When he was deep in thought without saying a word, Yin Qin dared not to disturb him.

So he just drove towards Ji Baijian’s luxury apartment.

They used to think Ji Baijian was the happiest man, with a smooth career, a harmonious family, except for not having children.

Now, he truly had no idea how things had turned out to be like this.

Going back to how it used to be. Despite having many relatives, it felt lonely.

The car finally stopped, and the two of them returned to his house.

The place that used to feel so warm suddenly felt chilly and deserted.

A single absence truly created an immense void.

Even Tank seemed to sense his master’s mood, following softly behind them, obediently laying by their side.

“What the hell happened?” Yin Qin couldn’t hold it in any longer, he didn’t have Ji Baijian’s patience.

Ji Baijian started smoking again.

The cigarettes he had quit for so long were finally back in his hand.

Did he give up on his plans?

Ji Baijian didn’t reply.

Yin Qin asked again, “Why did Song Shan’s death cause Song Zhizhi to suddenly treat you like this? What are you and Song Zhizhi really up to, Ji Baijian, could you say something?”

Yin Qin was about to have a breakdown.

Ji Baijian didn’t turn around to look at Yin Qin, just continuing to smoke, exhaling smoke, then said coldly, “Yin Qin, don’t come looking for me for a while.”

“What’s wrong?”

“There will be danger.”

“You think I’m afraid of danger.”

“Those with children should not act rashly,” Ji Baijian states directly.

Having grown up together with Yin Qin, he had also truly nurtured Yin Qin into being a loyal person towards himself. Once, he had considered using Yin Qin to achieve certain things. Now, he didn’t want Yin Qin to get involved in his underground endeavors anymore. He had a family, even though it was broken, he had a lot of responsibilities. Therefore, he didn’t want him to get tangled into this.

This time,

he really needs to settle things fast!

“Ji Baijian, what are you trying to do? Don’t you just want the position of Commercial Management? With your abilities, it wouldn’t be hard to take it over!”

“Yin Qin, you should stay out of these matters.”

“Ji Baijian, what are you trying to do?” Yin Qin nearly shouts, “Are you aiming for the official family?”

Sometimes, Ji Baijian felt that Yin Qin was really dumb, yet sometimes he seemed startlingly smart.

He opted for silence.

Yin Qin was about to explode.

Anyway, Ji Baijian was definitely not telling him anything.

Even if he ripped his mouth apart, it wouldn’t work!

Forget it.

Don’t care anymore.

Anyway, if he dies, it’d be his own problem. Worst comes to worst, he’d just help bury him humanely!

Yin Qin left Ji Baijian’s house in exasperation.

Ji Baijian watched as Yin Qin left.

His eyes tightened as he picked up the phone to make a call, “Jun Mingyu.”

“Ji Baijian.”

“I want to meet your father.”

There was obvious silence on the other side for a few seconds.

“I want to meet the Dean.”

The other party seemingly chuckled lightly, “Ji Baijian, I have a feeling you really know everything. I’m even suspecting that the official family has your men.”

“I hope you can arrange a meeting as soon as possible. I can only give you one month at most.”

“Alright.”

Just as Ji Baijian was about to hang up,

Jun Mingyu spoke, “Ji Baijian, what’s between you and Song Zhizhi…”

“There’s nothing.”

“She suspects you killed Song Shan.”

“She’s just momentarily unable to get past the loss of a relative.”

Jun Mingyu said, “I feel that you’re acting recklessly for Song Zhizhi.”

“When I do things, I’m never reckless,” Ji Baijian enunciated each word clearly.

“Hopefully.”

Ji Baijian hung up.

He just didn’t have the patience anymore.

…

Yin Qin left Ji Baijian’s house.

He entered the elevator.

Down a floor.

The elevator opened.

Luo Xiaolang and Nanny Wu, holding the baby tiger, walked in.

Yin Qin was pleasantly surprised, but seeing that Luo Xiaolang and Nanny Wu looked anxious, he didn’t dare to speak.

It had been almost a month since he accidentally ran into Luo Xiaolang at his house.

Who knew so much would happen in just one month.

Ye Wenhan suddenly went mad.

Song Shan died just as suddenly.

Yin Qin didn’t dare to look at Luo Xiaolang, shifting his gaze to the baby tiger. Just as he was about to tease the baby tiger, he heard Nanny Wu say, “Young Master, why are you here! The baby tiger has a fever. For no apparent reason, it started last night in the middle of the night, Luo Xiaolang and I sent it to the hospital, yet it still has a fever, on and off.”

“How did it get sick?” Yin Qin became anxious instantly.

“It didn’t catch a cold. The doctor said it was a viral flu, and it would get a fever repeatedly. I’m considering whether it was because I took the little tiger out to play in the community yesterday afternoon. There were a few kids there and some of them were sick. I wonder if it became infected,” Nanny Wu said with deep guilt.

In reality, Luo Xiaolang didn’t blame her at all, he didn’t even say a harsh word.

Yin Qin asked, “Are you going to the hospital now?”

“Yes. We’re heading back to the hospital to take another look. It’s been on fever till 40 degrees, it can’t continue like this.”

“I’ll give you a ride.”

“Good,” Aunt Wu hurriedly said, “Xiaolang hardly had any sleep last night, so it’s not safe for her to drive.”

Yin Qin gave Luo Xiaolang a glance.

This woman can really endure so much. Regardless of the situation, even after a sleepless night, she still looked perfectly fine.

But at that moment, she didn’t refuse.

Did her non-refusal means that she was mentally exhausted?

The elevator reached the ground floor.

Yin Qin drove, with Luo Xiaolang and Aunt Wu sat in the back seat.

Yin Qin drove a bit fast. He glanced at the Little Tiger’s flushed face, he looked a bit off, lacking his usual vitality.

Yin Qin bit his lip, trying to keep his cool.

The phone all of a sudden rang at that moment.

Yin Qin looked, it was a call from Ji Baixin.

He hesitated for a moment.

He glanced at Luo Xiaolang through the rearview mirror, noticing that her attention was fully on Little Tiger.

Slowly, he pressed the answer button, “Baixin.”

“Has Uncle Song been buried?” Ji Baixin asked.

She was originally going to attend the funeral, but due to some last-minute work, she asked Yin Qin to go on his own.

Yin Qin said, “Yes, it’s all over now, I just dropped Ji Baijian home.”

“What about Song Zhizhi?”

“There’s some tension between them,” Yin Qin straightforwardly said.

“How could Song Zhizhi blame her father’s death on my elder brother!” Ji Baixin was a bit indignant.

“Whatever misunderstandings they have, it’s their business. We really can’t judge based on appearances,” Yin Qin always thought that neither of them were childish people.

They both knew how to lead their lives, even though he didn’t understand why Song Zhizhi would treat Ji Baijian in such a way.

“I can’t be bothered to deal with them. Are you coming home now? Are you going straight to work or home? I just finished some work, let’s have lunch together.”

“I am…” Seeing Little Tiger in the rearview mirror, Yin Qin pondered a moment, and said, “I happened to run into Xiaolang, Little Tiger is sick, I am taking them to the hospital.”

There was a pause on the other end.

Yin Qin knew well, speaking these words might anger Ji Baixin.

But he didn’t want to hide anything from her.

The more he hid from her, the greater the conflict between them would be.

Instead, it was better to openly acknowledge everything.

Unexpectedly, after two seconds, Ji Baixin suddenly asked with concern, “Is it serious? What’s wrong with Little Tiger?”

“Fever, close to 40 degrees, it’s been coming and going since last night.”

“Where are you going? I’ll come and see him.”

“There’s no need…”

“Yin Qin, in our current relationship, Little Tiger is also my child.” Ji Baixin’s tone was very sure.

Yin Qin hesitated for a moment, then said, “We’re heading to the Private Women’s and Children’s Health Clinic in the city center.”

“Alright, I will be there soon.”

Yin Qin hung up the call.

Luo Xiaolang had actually heard his call with Ji Baixin.

She knew Ji Baixin would come over too.

She really didn’t want to see Ji Baixin, she felt that she couldn’t handle this woman, Ji Baixin… she always felt so alienated.

She didn’t have this sense of repulsion towards anyone else in the world.

She suddenly asked, “How is Song Zhizhi?”

Yin Qin was taken aback for a moment, then he answered, “She’s very depressed. Anyone would be devastated by the loss of a family member.”

“Hmm,” Luo Xiaolang acknowledged.

When Song Shan passed away, she squeezed out some time despite her busy training schedule for the upcoming national competition. She went to Song Shan’s funeral, and Song Zhizhi was very upset then, extremely distressed. She wanted to accompany her, but she didn’t have the time. Luckily, Xin Zaozao was always there.

But even then, she noticed that no one could really get into Song Zhizhi’s heart at that time, not even Ji Baijian.

Most of the time, Ji Baijian just stood at a distance, not uttering a word.

She, herself, was supposed to go to the funeral this morning, but Little Tiger suddenly had a high fever. It kept coming and going, and she couldn’t leave him alone.

The car arrived at the clinic.

The clinic was a private luxury hospital specially set up for wealthy people. Due to the high costs, there were few patients.

Yin Qin strode into the doctor’s office with Luo Xiaolang.

The doctor took Little Tiger’s temperature, it was 39.8 degrees, extremely high.

The doctor said, “At this point, we need to lower the child’s temperature urgently. I suggest that it’s safest to hospitalize him considering the severity of his fever. I’ll prescribe a fever-reducing shot first to control the temperature, start physical cooling methods afterwards. If all else fails, we will have to resort to IV drips and antibiotics.”

“Alright. What do we need to do now?”

“My assistant will guide you to check into the hospital. One of you can do that while the other person can accompany the child to take the shot.”

“Thank you, doctor,” said Yin Qin hurriedly.

As they walked out of the doctor’s office, Yin Qin said to Xiaolang, “I’ll handle the check-in procedures, you go with him for the shot, I’ll come and find you later.”

Luo Xiaolang nodded.

Yin Qin followed one of the nurses to handle the procedures.

Ji Baixin arrived at the check-in window too, she saw Yin Qin and immediately asked, “How’s Little Tiger?”

“39.8 degrees, the doctor advised hospitalization, and I am checking Little Tiger in now.”

“How did the fever get so severe all of a sudden!” Ji Baixin sounded worried, murmuring, “This Xiaolang really doesn’t know how to take care of a child.”

“Children will get sick, there are no kids who can grow up without ever being ill,” Yin Qin casually said.

Ji Baixin looked at Yin Qin.

Was Yin Qin defending Luo Xiaolang?

She didn’t say anything much.

Yin Qin didn’t have time to consider Ji Baixin’s feelings. Once he finished with the procedures, he left quickly.

Ji Baixin held back for a while, then she followed Yin Qin’s pace.

They went to the nurse’s station, where Little Tiger had just finished his fever-reducing shot and was crying his heart out.

Yin Qin felt heartbroken looking at Little Tiger’s red, flushed face, crying so hard.

Luo Xiaolang was also constantly comforting Little Tiger, as was Aunt Wu.

After getting the shot, they went to the ward.

Little Tiger fussed for a while.

He didn’t eat much milk, only about 80 milliliters when he usually drank 180 milliliters.

The doctor said since he’s sick and lost his appetite, there’s no need to force him to drink milk. The priority was to bring his temperature down.

Although the fever went down to 38.2 degrees after the shot, it didn’t take long for it to rise again.

The doctors and nurses did a lot of physical cooling for Little Tiger, and slowly, Little Tiger fell asleep.

The doctor told them to keep monitoring Little Tiger’s temperature. If it went above 39 degrees, they must call the doctors immediately.

Everyone kept accompanying Little Tiger.

Looking at his feverish face as he slept, occasionally whimpering, he seemed to be wronged a lot.