Gold Medal Mediator [Quick Transmigration] 34p1

Chapter 34: Being the Boss’s Woman (8-1)

In the Yin family study.

Hua Baihe sat with her legs crossed behind the desk, about to glance at the files on the table, but Yin Xiao quickly pressed them down, pulled the snowflake-like documents to his side, and looked at his daughter, who was occupying his seat like a lord, with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

“Didn’t you say you were going to get first in the entire grade?” Yin Xiao raised an eyebrow, tidying up the file folder, occasionally glancing at his daughter behind the desk with a smile.

Hua Baihe sat in his soft leather sofa and rested her cheeks in her hands, looking at him. “Sigh, what can I do? I have to give others a chance. What if the other students lose confidence if I get first place every time?”

Yin Xiao had been in the business for so many years and had rarely seen anyone so shameless in front of him. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

He had to change the subject. “Your math score was not bad this time. I’ve decided to give your tutor a bonus. Any objections?”

Hua Baihe’s expression went blank for a moment, and then, as if she were requesting to speak in class, she slowly raised her right hand from under the desk. “Dad, I have no objection to giving money—but, has this tutor ever taught me? Why don’t I know?”

She thought she had amnesia.

Yin Xiao squeezed a name from between his teeth with a blank expression. “Yun Yeman.”

Hua Baihe thought for a moment. If Yun Yeman coming to her room at 8:30 PM every day and leaving on the dot could be called tutoring—

“…Fine.”

She shrugged, indicating that she didn’t care about the matter.

After thinking for a moment, Hua Baihe added, “But Dad, I don’t think she’ll agree to the extra money.”

“But if she asks to learn some self-defense techniques, I hope you can agree to it.”

Yin Xiao was not at all surprised by his daughter’s words. When he had investigated Yun Yeman and Qi Ran’s situation, he had already learned about Yun Yeman’s previous situation at school.

It was very common for people who had been bullied to desire power.

If he hadn’t been forced to the brink back then, he wouldn’t have chosen this path to make his fortune and become the Yin Xiao of today.

The father and daughter chatted idly in the study until Hua Baihe’s runaway conscience returned, and she remembered to give the soft leather chair back to her dear old father.

“Come, come, Dad, you sit for a while. Don’t stand for too long, or you won’t even be able to climb into Little Nan’s bed at the nightclub tonight.”

Hua Baihe stood up and made a move to pull Yin Xiao over. Yin Xiao was at first pleased with his daughter’s thoughtfulness, but when he heard the second half of her sentence, he raised his hand to give her a light knock on the head.

Hua Baihe dodged it nimbly, stuck out her tongue at him, and hurried out of the study, leaving him alone in the chair, shaking his head and smiling wryly at her back.

Not long after.

Yin Xiao did indeed have Yun Yeman go to the study.

When he proposed to give her a bonus for tutoring, Yun Yeman, as Hua Baihe had expected, refused, bowing very politely to Yin Xiao.

“Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Yin, but I really haven’t contributed much to Miss Yin Zhi’s studies. The grades she achieved were all through her own efforts. I am unworthy of this bonus.”

Yin Xiao stared at her for a few seconds, his face showing no surprise. He just leaned back in his chair, his ten fingers intertwined and resting lightly on his stomach, adopting a relaxed but still in-control conversational posture, a hint of a smile on his face.

“No need to be so modest. If it weren’t for you and Zhizhi secretly competing, she wouldn’t have prepared so seriously for the exam. Your military merit is indeed in her grades.”

Hearing Yin Xiao’s words, a look of astonishment flashed in Yun Yeman’s eyes. She couldn’t tell if her attitude towards Yin Zhi had displeased this man, so she could only remain silent.

But Yin Xiao just smiled. “How about this? If you feel that money is not appropriate, I can give you something more useful.”

With that, he opened the desk drawer in front of him, took out a silver object, and placed it on the table.

Yun Yeman’s pupils contracted—

It was a silver pistol.

At the same time, she felt her heart beat faster, whether from nervousness or excitement. She couldn’t help but secretly put her hands behind her back and pinch the hem of her school uniform jacket, wiping the sweat from her palms.

She heard her own hesitant voice in the quiet study. “This is…?”

“Browning, the most famous American pistol of World War II, mass-produced by a Belgian arms factory at the end of the 19th century—of course, after you know how to use it correctly, I will give it to you.”

Seeing the obvious struggle in Yun Yeman’s eyes, Yin Xiao, like a cunning old fox, was pleased to find that everything was going as he had planned. He did not rush her to make a decision but waited patiently.

Until—

“If I want to learn these things, including self-defense techniques, what do I need to exchange for them?” Yun Yeman was finally attracted by the benefits right in front of her.

Yin Xiao was not surprised by her mature demeanor. He just smiled and made a very simple request. “Promise me that you will never point its muzzle at Yin Zhi. It’s that simple.”

“Of course, it would be even better if you are willing to be friends with Zhizhi. I mean the most ordinary kind of friend.”

Yin Xiao knew his daughter’s situation at school. While his powerful fatherly protection gave her unparalleled shelter, it also deprived her of many opportunities to interact with her peers.

People were either afraid of her, kept their distance from her, or tried to curry favor with her. There were very few who could interact with her as equals.

This Yun Yeman was an exception.

Yin Xiao didn’t mind the little thorns on her now, nor was he worried about the future development of Yin Zhi and Yun Yeman’s relationship going beyond his expectations.

For him, giving someone a chance and taking back that gift were equally difficult.

As for Yun Yeman, she was very surprised, and at the same time, she was once again shocked by Yin Xiao’s feelings for Yin Zhi.

To be willing to spend some effort on an unrelated person like her, even though for Yin Xiao, having his subordinates teach her was just a matter of waving his hand, she knew the reason he was willing to go to this trouble—

—purely because of Yin Zhi’s چندين (chén-dīng – several) accidental acts of help.

Faced with the great temptation of being able to gain power and protect herself from being bullied from now on, Yun Yeman found that her self-esteem was not as strong as she had imagined.

It turned out that the cake that had been offered to her before was not big enough.

She was silent for a few seconds, then nodded at Yin Xiao and said, “I promise.”

**

Hua Baihe was bored in her room, flipping through a history book that was the same old thing. Having already memorized all the knowledge points, she could only find fault with the textbook with the System.

“Let’s turn to the lesson on the Renaissance—the Renaissance took place in Italy from the 14th to the 16th centuries. Help me remember this scoring knowledge point.”

“So the question is, Italy was only unified in the 19th century. Where did the Italy of the 14th century come from?”

“How can the Republic of Florence bear this? Where is the face of the Medici family?[1]”

Hua Baihe shook her head as she flipped through her history book. The System, having been disturbed by her for a long time, couldn’t help but say, “Do you have any idea now why your history score was one point lower than Yun Yeman’s?”

Hua Baihe: “…”

The System told the truth. “Because you know too much.”

Hua Baihe: “…” Don’t hit a person in the face. System-boo, you really don’t know how to chat.

While this person and this system were hurting each other, Yun Yeman knocked on her bedroom door right on time and, at her call of ‘enter,’ walked to the other desk next to her.

Hua Baihe didn’t look up at her, only moved her hand to touch the passion fruit juice beside her, her mind still busy with a three-hundred-round battle with the System, her eyes still on the history book in front of her.

Yun Yeman had originally intended to see what she was studying. After all, she had just gotten some benefits from Yin Xiao, and she felt that her role as a tutor should be worthy of its name.

But all she saw was her buried in her history book, her gaze fixed on the same page for a long time, her right hand circling the juice cup for a long time, but never touching it.

The pearly nails on her fair fingers showed a faint pink, and they were coated with a shiny light from the desk lamp, swaying in front of her.

She stared at that hand for about ten seconds, and couldn’t bear to watch any longer. She picked up the cup of passion fruit juice and placed it in front of Hua Baihe.

Hua Baihe was startled by the straw that was almost poking her in the nose. She turned to look at Yun Yeman, not understanding how she had suddenly mastered the great spirit of serving the people today.

But Yun Yeman had already lowered her head to her own test paper, only her cold profile facing her.

Hua Baihe could only attribute the scene just now to a fleeting whim of the other. She picked up the juice and sipped from the straw. The sweetness of the yogurt drink balanced the sourness of the passion fruit. If her teeth accidentally crushed the passion fruit pulp…

Her tongue would be immediately stimulated by the splashing sourness, and even her cheeks would tingle.

Hua Baihe had always been very tolerant of sourness. She drank her drink with her eyes happily narrowed, occasionally biting into a pulp to seek stimulation.

When the drink was about half-gone, a hesitant voice suddenly came from the side.

“Your Chinese essay… can I borrow it to see?”

Hua Baihe bit her straw and tilted her head to look at her, suspecting that she had misheard. But since Yun Yeman had already spoken the first sentence, the second one came more easily.

“Your Chinese is the highest in the entire grade, and so is your essay. I want to… learn from it.”

When the last few words came out, her eyes flickered, as if she were prepared to immediately turn hostile if Hua Baihe took the opportunity to mock her.

It was rare for Hua Baihe to see her in such a submissive state. If it weren’t for the electric supervision mode watching her like a hawk, she might have even wanted to personally ravage classmate Wild Grass.

Now she just squinted at the person for a while with a faint smile, then pulled the stack of distributed test papers from her exercise book and tossed them lightly onto Yun Yeman’s desk.

Yun Yeman pursed her lips, lowered her head to find the Chinese test paper inside, and the room, with no more conversation, returned to the quiet, ideal learning environment.

**

After more than half a month, Hua Baihe suddenly realized that classmate Yun Yeman had, at some point, stopped giving her a cold shoulder.

Except when she was the one to start it, the other had hardly ever picked a fight with her, her behavior could be called friendly.

So much so that she, in a state of suspicion, had actively checked with the supervision mode several times. The other’s affection level was a lonely ‘1,’ with no extra zeros.

She was baffled and didn’t want to think about it anymore. She began to ponder another matter—

Why was the emotional progress on Yun Yeman’s head not moving at all?

She watched as Meng Qitian from the class next door came in from the back door of Class 1 for the third time today to ask Yun Yeman a question. Because of the previous placement test, the third in the entire first year of high school was Meng Qitian, a full thirty points lower than the first place, Yun Yeman.

The two had also had the experience of studying together in the library.

“Classmate Yun, I was thinking of the auxiliary lines here like this, but I can only prove that these two planes are parallel. I can’t find a place to draw the third auxiliary line.”

At this moment, Meng Qitian was half-bent over, holding a silver mechanical pencil in his hand, drawing two dotted lines as auxiliary lines on the three-dimensional geometric figure on the test paper. This way, even if he drew it wrong, he could erase it with an eraser.

Perhaps because boys were naturally warmer, in this weather, not only was he not wearing a jacket, but the sleeves of his shirt were also rolled up to his elbows.

He very politely kept a certain distance from Yun Yeman’s desk and did not take the opportunity to get close, but his gaze on Yun Yeman was very focused.

Someone once said that a man who is serious about his work is the most handsome.

When a handsome boy looks at a girl with such a serious gaze, few should be able to resist his charm.

But Yun Yecao’s heart was as hard as a rock. From beginning to end, she only looked at the problem and not at the person. She stared at Meng Qitian’s auxiliary lines for a long time, then went to verify his proof, her mind quickly simulating the steps to solve the problem.

Hua Baihe watched the bald zero on her head and sighed in frustration.

At the same time.

The students of Class 1 gathered in the front row and whispered:

One of them, secretly jealous of the two, said with a sour tone, “Ever since big boss Yin Zhi came, the style of the last row has changed. Not only Yuan Fatty, but now even Left Witch’s attention is on the back row during class. You’d think it’s some kind of blessed sacred place.”

“Hahahaha, if you’re jealous, why don’t you try to get first or second in the grade!” This was a pure bystander.

“Isn’t that right? Wild Grass is really amazing now. Even the class grass of Class 2 is coming for her.”

There were also some who were busy fanning the flames. “After all, she’s sitting next to big boss Yin. If you’re not convinced, you can also wait for your deskmate’s family to get rich overnight and then follow them around for food and drink.”

There were all sorts of discussions. Everyone just treated it as after-class entertainment, but they didn’t know that among the chatting voices, two girls had secretly exchanged a look.

It was Xi Hui and Li Mengmeng, who had previously failed to bully Yun Yeman and had instead given her a chance to get Yin Zhi’s protection.

They both knew that in the second year of high school, there was a very domineering senior sister with average grades named Liu Ying. This person had a crush on the first-year student, Meng Qitian. She wasn’t very high-profile at school and wasn’t taken seriously by the members of the student council, but outside of school, she had a certain amount of power.

If she knew that a person from an ordinary family and who was also ordinary was making Meng Qitian run to Class 1’s classroom every day—

That would be a lot of fun.

With Yin Zhi at school, Yun Yeman could be safe for a while, but when she was outside of school, Yun Yeman was not anyone important to Yin Zhi, so she would inevitably be alone.

If this news were to be revealed to senior sister Liu Ying…

Xi Hui and Li Mengmeng, who had secretly sat together, exchanged a look and saw the good show in each other’s eyes. Xi Hui took out her phone and asked, as if giving a secret signal:

“You or me?”

Li Mengmeng’s lips curved. She saw Yin Zhi napping with her head in her hand in the back row, not caring about the two of them discussing in low voices, and then fixed her gaze on Yun Yeman.

“Of course it’s me. Last time, you were the one who suggested going to Yiran’s house. This time, it’s my turn. One person at a time, very fair.”

Xi Hui didn’t fight with her. She shrugged and gestured for her to do as she pleased. Anyway, she just wanted to see this person get taught a lesson. It didn’t matter who did it.

As she spoke, Li Mengmeng had already secretly taken out her phone, opened the camera, turned off the shutter sound, and, pretending to be playing with her phone, pressed the shoot button at the two in the back row.

From her and Xi Hui’s angle, Yun Yeman’s figure seemed to be enveloped within Meng Qitian’s range, creating a perfect, ambiguous misalignment.

The moment she was photographed, Yun Yeman looked up as if she had sensed something and looked in their direction.

Fortunately, Li Mengmeng had been looking down the whole time, as if she were engrossed in her phone, her face expressionless.

In reality, she had already happily found a senior from the second year she knew, gotten Liu Ying’s contact information from him, and in the reason for adding her as a friend, she had written:

I have Meng Qitian’s secret.

Sure enough, her friend request was accepted almost in a second, and a message came with it.

President of Meng’s On-Campus Fan Club: ?

Li Mengmeng did not reveal her identity, only sending the photo she had just taken.

Not long after, a series of question marks appeared in the dialog box, as well as a flurry of questions.

President of Meng’s On-Campus Fan Club: ?

President of Meng’s On-Campus Fan Club: ??? Who is this woman?

President of Meng’s On-Campus Fan Club: In three seconds, I want this person’s name! Otherwise, you can get out of my contact list.

Li Mengmeng found that this senior sister was as hot-tempered as the legends said, but this was exactly what she and Xi Hui wanted. A curve appeared on her lips as she typed out her answer on her phone.

“Yun Yeman, a poor girl, ugly and low, often studies with classmate Meng Qitian. I saw them at the city library last week. This person is now trying to ride Yin Zhi’s coattails, but Yin Zhi doesn’t pay her much attention.”

Not long after, Liu Ying sent an ‘ok’ gesture, followed by a sentence:

“You’d better make sure what you said is true. Otherwise, I’ll tear your mouth off first.”

Li Mengmeng’s expression immediately turned ugly. If it weren’t for the thought of teaching Yun Yeman a lesson reminding her to put the big picture first, she might have given up on continuing to communicate with such an uncultured and foul-mouthed person.

“You can ask anyone in Year 1, Class 1, and you’ll know if what I said is true,” she replied.

There was no other news from the other side. She didn’t know if she was looking for someone from the first year to ask about Yun Yeman.

Li Mengmeng let out a comfortable breath. Xi Hui, beside her, tapped the corner of her desk with the spine of her chemistry book with interest and said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

“Now there’s a good show to watch.”

Li Mengmeng smiled. “Yeah.”

**