The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Chapter 156

Seeing everyone around with a look of deep suffering, Ye Tian smiled, "What’s this about? I was just saying, why is everyone so worried? Rest assured, that person was specifically looking for Chen Pingrui, it’s got nothing to do with us. Didn’t Pig Hu also say that we’re just like the stinky fish and rotten shrimp in the gutter—no one would give us a second look. Right?"

Pig Hu turned his body away, ignoring Ye Tian.

"Alright, alright, it’s good that nothing happened, but there’s another pressing matter that we need to resolve immediately." Liu Zhongshi said with a serious face, even putting down his smoking pipe and not bothering to puff on it.

Ye Tian frowned, "What is it? Did the Lei family come knocking on our door?"

It must be said, so far the Lei family is the one Ye Tian dreads the most; no matter what, they were his only adversaries with whom he had locked horns to the bitter end.

Ye Tian’s question drew everyone’s attention, and they all looked at Liu Zhongshi.

Liu Zhongshi slowly shook his head, "No, it’s not that."

"Then what is it? Old Mr. Liu, you can’t keep us on tenterhooks like this. It’s better to say less of such heart-clutching words. You might take it, but the rest of us can’t."

"What I’m saying is, we should at least find a place for these two, Ye Tian and his partner, to live, right?"

The crowd suddenly realized and inwardly remarked that Old Mr. Liu was truly shameless; Ye Tian himself wasn’t even anxious, yet he had already started worrying on their behalf.

Tang Su’s face turned red and she sat on the stool not knowing what to do. Thick-faced Ye Tian, on the other hand, didn’t mind at all, cheekily asking, "Wife, where are we going to sleep tonight? Hey, wife, don’t run away!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Watching the two run out one after the other, a burst of laughter erupted in the room.

It’s also strange to say that ever since returning from Tianhe City, Ye Tian had not seen that villa open its doors again. Chen Pingrui hadn’t come over, nor had Zhang Xiayang. Only the occasional visit from the housekeeper to clean up. More than a week later, Ye Tian saw a woman driving a Maserati enter Chen Pingrui’s private villa. The fighting dogs in the yard did not bark or bite her, but they didn’t wag their tails either, merely lying on the ground watching her enter the room.

Zhang Houtu said this was the first person to enter the yard since Chen Pingrui disappeared.

Thinking carefully, Ye Tian guessed that perhaps this woman could be one of Chen Pingrui’s wives. But immediately he shook his head, scolding himself for becoming as gossipy as Pig Hu.

Tang Su didn’t return home, and no one from the Tang Family came looking for her. This kind of silent treatment was even more burdensome than the phrase "severing ties." The weight of this was heavier. Ye Tian added another mark to his shoulders—debts to women are always the hardest to repay.

The villas by the Fengyue Lake are not something one can simply move into. Through the introduction of the property manager here, Ye Tian bought a house by the lake. The money was provided by Tang Su, totaling four hundred thousand. The house wasn’t big, only eighty square meters, but its two-story space was sufficient, and it could be decorated to be quite cozy. Ye Tian was actually reluctant to buy a house here—he had his concerns—but looking into Tang Su’s earnest eyes, any words that reached his mouth were swallowed back down.

"Ye Tian, listen to me, I know you have a lot of things to do, but I really don’t know when you’ll leave me again. Do you know? After you left last time, you never came back. I thought you would never return, but to my surprise, you did. I can’t keep waiting like this. Even if I could only accompany you for a few days, I’m willing to walk this journey with you."

Those were the words Tang Su said to him, and Ye Tian remembered them clearly. At that moment, Tang Su’s gaze was unwavering, like a massive boulder resting atop Mount Tai, shattering all of Ye Tian’s hesitations to pieces.

A woman’s obsession and madness for love make all other emotions in the world step back.

The little nest that the two of them had established by the lake had taken root, but Ye Tian’s worries were growing day by day. He always had a bad feeling that trouble could strike at any time, so all Ye Tian could do was to be careful, then more careful, and then even more careful.

In the evenings, after finishing his work, Ye Tian would first return to his little nest for a while, watching the number of things inside the house increase day by day, which made him feel a bit more at ease. However, when it was time to sleep, Tang Su would unhesitatingly push Ye Tian out the door and send him to the little security room across the lake, behind the iron fence. Ye Tian was eager to consummate the marriage, but Tang Su insisted on waiting until they were married to give herself to him.

The man’s impatience and the woman’s reserve, it was maddening!

As usual, Ye Tian walked back to the security room feeling lonely. He took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, flicked it, but the flame was extinguished by a breeze. This made Ye Tian feel uneasy; the wind coming from the side of his temple was aggressive, an ominous rhythm.

Ye Tian simply squatted down, with his hands on the side from where the wind had come. If the attacker was going to kick, then let them kick; a beating was better than losing one’s life.

Sure enough, a powerful force struck his arm, and an intense pain instantly swept through his entire body from the point of contact. From the touch, it felt like the strength of a leg. Without time to think further, Ye Tian rolled with the momentum, creating some distance from the attacker, and pulled a leg fork from his lower leg with his less painful right arm.

Gongsun Muyang had two leg forks, one on Shen Jingwei’s body, and the other, which nearly took Ye Tian’s life, he had kept on himself.

Under the moonlight, the leg fork in Ye Tian’s hand, held horizontally, glinted coldly, targeting the white shadow in front of him.

It was Zhang Xiayang.

Damn it, I knew you were no good, give back my Zhonghua cigarettes!

Ye Tian thought angrily to himself. Ever since that day when Zhang Xiayang stared at him at the villa entrance, he knew this person would sooner or later bring trouble his way. But he hadn’t expected that the trouble Zhang Xiayang was after was not just any trouble, but his very life.

Still in that white garment, the moonlight casting a shadow over him, the faint killing aura seemed to have a bit of beauty to it. Ye Tian always believed that people who wear white clothes like to show off. Today, it seemed, he was right!

"No offense, I’m just here to take back what’s mine."

"Cut it out, I didn’t take anything of yours..." Ye Tian was about to say "I didn’t take any of your shit," but having suffered a disadvantage, and with the soreness in his arm not yet adjusted, he couldn’t afford to irritate Zhang Xiayang too much.

"The Butterfly Knife, the one I gave you last time. Remember it now?"

Butterfly Knife? Ye Tian frowned slightly; he had almost forgotten.

"It’s here."

He lifted the pant leg on his left thigh, and a cold gleaming Butterfly Knife strapped to his calf appeared. As Ye Tian was untying the knife from his leg, he said, "I’ve been taken advantage of by someone before, and many people say his hand knife is very powerful, and he uses the leg fork, which is rarely seen in the worldly society."