C15 I Need Someone to Pick up Balls for Me

"Absolutely, Third Young Master. I received the news yesterday and have been waiting for your call ever since. I didn't expect you to actually call today!"

Mo Chen's voice brimmed with excitement, and he treated Xiao Hee with the utmost respect and reverence.

"Good, I need you to handle something for me!"

Xiao Hee nodded, then continued, "I need you to send a warning to the people at Sky Blue Group."

"No problem at all; it's a minor issue. The Mu Tian City Lord, Ji Tiancheng, is an affiliate of our family. He can take full charge of this matter."

Mo Chen nodded, speaking with ease. In the presence of Lin Yueer and the others, he seemed like a towering figure, yet in Mo Chen's eyes, he was like an ant that could be squashed with a mere flick of a finger.

"By the way, Third Young Master, what exactly should I warn Sky Blue Group about?"

Mo Chen inquired.

"Warn them not to interfere with Yue Tian Corporation," Xiao Hee instructed calmly.

"Alright, no problem. It should take no more than half an hour to resolve this issue," Mo Chen assured him.

"Mhm."

Xiao Hee gave a slight nod and ended the call.

Then, with an impassive expression, he slowly made his way toward the dormitory. A situation that had caused Lin Yueer and the others so much stress was resolved with just one phone call.

As the adage goes, when the higher-ups speak, the subordinates must hustle. This saying certainly held true.

With just one command from Xiao Hee, a flurry of activity began throughout Mutian City. The Mu Tian City Lord, Ji Tiancheng, immediately set aside all his other tasks and personally set out for Sky Blue Group.

At that moment, several security guards approached Ji Tiancheng to report that someone named Chief Chen requested a meeting.

"Tell him to beat it. I've got urgent business to attend to and no time to waste on him. Driver, step on it!" Ji Tiancheng dismissed the request coldly, disregarding the so-called Chief Chen. In the eyes of the Third Young Master, such a person was utterly insignificant.

Ji Tiancheng was a shrewd man; he knew that the Third Young Master's affairs always took precedence. After all, the Third Young Master's family wielded an extraordinary level of power and influence, standing at the pinnacle of capability.

Mo Chen had just informed him that the Sky Blue Group was threatening Yue Tian Corporation, and it was his responsibility to handle the situation.

Ji Tiancheng didn't understand why the Third Young Master would bother with such insignificant issues of a small company, but an order from the Third Young Master was not to be questioned – he simply had to follow through.

As the Mu Tian City Lord, Ji Tiancheng held an esteemed position within Mutian City, with an extensive network of connections. The Sky Blue Group was nothing but a minor player. With his intervention, they wouldn't dare make a move.

Thus, he had to personally visit the Sky Blue Group to deliver a stern warning to Lan Ruofeng.

Xiao Hee lay alone on the school's lawn, enjoying the soothing breeze. He found himself appreciating the single life. Before his divorce from Zhang Qian, they would often lie here together, with Zhang Qian snuggling up to him and playfully seeking his attention.

Whether it was a major or minor issue, Zhang Qian would always turn to him. She was like a little lazy cat, constantly seeking affection from Xiao Hee.

Back then, Xiao Hee's life seemed to revolve around Zhang Qian, as if he couldn't function without her.

But post-divorce, life seemed much quieter and more relaxed. He no longer felt the exhausting burden of living for someone else – a feeling that was far from pleasant.

At that moment, Xiao Hee's phone rang.

It wasn't Mo Chen calling. The screen displayed the word "President."

"Hello, Xiao Hee, where are you? Get over here right now," demanded a brusque, authoritative female voice.

"But, I..."

Before Xiao Hee could finish, he was cut off.

"Enough talk. Get to the tennis courts quickly. Do you want to remain in the club or not? If so, come immediately!"

Beep—

The line went dead, leaving Xiao Hee with no chance to respond. It was clear that Xiao Hee was not held in high regard by this person.

The caller was Yang Rann, the president of the tennis club. Xiao Hee was merely a member of the club, but in reality, he was more like a ball retriever, never getting the opportunity to actually play the game.

In the past, Xiao Hee might have eagerly run over to fetch balls for them, but now, did he really need to?

With a cold smile, Xiao Hee decided it was time to change, starting with this tennis club. If they were so keen on having him pick up balls, he'd do just that—in his own way.

At the Southern Campus tennis courts, a favorite haunt for the tennis club members.

"Hey, the ball boy's finally here."

"About time we got started."

"Damn, can't you move any faster? Don't you realize we've all been waiting for you? Come on, hustle over here!"

The group of boys and girls began jeering as soon as they spotted Xiao Hee, some with particularly nasty tones.

Among them, the prettiest girl sported a baseball cap, a Nike sports top, blue shorts, and sneakers, radiating youth and vibrancy.

"What's taking you so long? Don't you know we've been waiting ages? If you're not here, we can't play at all."

This girl was Yang Rann, the president of the tennis club, and everyone present, including Xiao Hee, was a member.

"Oh?"

Xiao Hee gave a slight smile in acknowledgment.

"What's with the attitude? Do you even want to be part of this club anymore?"

Yang Rann's irritation flared upon seeing Xiao Hee's demeanor.

"Let it go, let it go, President. Let's not waste any more time. The ball boy's here, so let's get started," chimed in a girl with youthful, twin ponytails.

Yang Rann, finally relenting, stopped her scolding.

"Fine, just get to the edge of the court and start collecting balls for us," she said to Xiao Hee, her brow furrowed in annoyance.

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