Your Most Sincere Little Cutie!

The first time Qin Xin saw Lan Yingjun after her rebirth, she thought she'd slap him.

He'd hooked up with her younger sister behind his legitimate girlfriend's back. What a scumbag!

But when Lan Yingjun actually appeared in front of her, she realized she couldn't even be bothered to lift a finger.

His filthy face didn't deserve to be touched by her fingers.

Qin Xin focused on fiddling with her phone.

She hadn't logged into her account for days. There were so many messages she couldn't get through them all, and countless people had been going crazy trying to reach her.

Of course, most of the messages were from the Red Society.

An account with a Red Cross avatar had sent over a hundred messages:

"Are you there?"

"QUEEN, you've worked a miracle! Do you know that the academic world is going crazy over your paper on bone protein?"

"QUEEN, hundreds of companies have contacted us, hoping to buy the patent for your BMP-16 research. The president of the world's largest pharmaceutical company even flew here to talk to me in person..."

"QUEEN, someone's got their eye on you and wants to dig into your background. But your little cutie would rather die than tell them. I'll protect your secret to the bitter end!"

"QUEEN, sweetheart, at least reply to me! How much would it take for you to work with them?"

"QUEEN, the list of people begging you to schedule an operation this month has stretched all the way to the Pacific Ocean. Please, take pity on us and pick some handsome guy to operate on!"

"QUEEN, have you abandoned your most sincere little cutie?"

"QUEEN, sweetheart..."

Qin Xin's lips curled slightly.

Who could have imagined that the "your most sincere little cutie" sending her these messages was actually a middle-aged man who stood six feet tall?

And not just any man, but the president of the world's most powerful medical organization—the International Federation of Red Cross!

Qin Xin fell into thought.

Her academic paper on BMP-16 only presented her preliminary research results. She wanted to keep studying it, so she didn't want to sell it yet.

Although she'd been short on money lately, two surgeries would take care of that.

Maybe, as the president had suggested, she could pick a handsome guy to operate on first?

According to the Red Society's posted rates, an operation performed by one of their lead surgeons started at a million.

If she used her name, "QUEEN"... the price would probably be at least ten times higher.

Forget it. Better to keep a low profile.

Her slender fingers flew over the screen. She typed a few words: "Pick someone I like. Keep my name anonymous."

"Got it! You want to keep a low profile right now!" The president replied at once.

Then he finally processed what she'd said, and exploded with messages: "QUEEN, QUEEN, QUEEN, you're back! I thought something had happened to you! Your little cutie was worried sick! Um, would you like to meet Mr. Si Moyu, the president of the world's largest pharmaceutical company? He's willing to offer a hundred million for your paper..."

However,

Qin Xin didn't answer right away.

The Lan Yingjun sitting across from her had already turned bright red.

He'd said a whole string of things, and Qin Xin hadn't paid him any attention!

She acted as if he didn't exist, only looking at her phone!

Until—

He said, "Your brother asked me to tutor you..."

Only then did Qin Xin lazily lift her chin and glance at him.

In that instant,

Lan Yingjun's breath caught.

The faint smile at Qin Xin's lips hadn't quite faded. Her eyes were warm one moment and cool the next, like Peach Blossom Pool—its waters a thousand feet deep, a gentle breeze ruffling the petals and rippling the surface.

Hadn't Young Master Jue's adopted little sister always been kept in the countryside, where she was ugly, stupid, and useless?

How come she didn't seem so ugly today?

And the air about her was so captivating it took his breath away!

Especially that almost imperceptible smile at her lips. He was stunned by it, unable to look away.

As Lan Yingjun stood there, shaken, the aura around the girl across from him suddenly turned cold. "Who do you think you are, teaching me?"