The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 213

Chapter 213: Chapter 213

"No wonder Zheng Xinru chose to kick you out of the game instead of Zhang Xiayang." After straightening her somewhat wrinkled white dress, Lin Jingran’s emotion calmed down, her arms folded in front of her chest as she spoke indifferently.

"What do you think it is?"

"Pugs are much easier to keep than Tibetan Mastiffs."

"And they’re more obedient, right?"

"You know all this, but you can’t do it. You’re like Chen Pingrui. Aspiring like the sky, life fragile like paper. Cao Cao’s fate cannot be changed." Lin Jingran’s tone seemed to sigh, and to clench her fists in frustration, always giving off an air of pity.

Ye Tian smiled with the ever-charming smile under his cropped hair, "Sister Lin, you really do see through it all. If I had met you earlier, I definitely wouldn’t have followed Zheng Xinru."

"Forget it, if you had followed me, you would have devoured me by now. Only Zheng Xinru can tame you."

The elevator slowly descended, pausing on the fifth floor when a person in a yellow work uniform walked in. Seeing a man and a woman standing in opposite corners looking at each other, he chuckled and said, "It’s normal for a couple to have little conflicts. Just talking it out is good. Be understanding of each other. Life goes on. As the man, you have to be more generous and quickly admit you’re wrong."

Ye Tian nodded repeatedly, "Exactly, exactly, my wife, I was wrong. I’ll kneel and wash clothes as punishment when I get back, please forgive me."

"That’s more like it."

Lin Jingran’s face turned alternately red and white, like red and white radishes in a hot pot.

"Back already? You must take care of your health."

Despite Lin Jingran’s repeated grooming in front of the elevator before entering, Chen Xing spotted it at a glance—the woman’s natural intuition, frighteningly accurate.

"That bastard Ye Tian is useless, just a bit over ten minutes, how shameful! Ugh!"

Chen Xing tossed aside her half-eaten bread, scornfully curled her lip, and went back to her room. Lin Jingran had no interest in bickering with her, tiredly sitting on the sofa amidst a table of leftover food no one bothered to clear.

Leaning on the sofa, Lin Jingran pinched her somewhat painful brow, a look of exhaustion on her face.

No matter what, others may not think about it, but she had to plan more for herself and her daughter. Zheng Xinru had her own power and business to manage. Although she kept insisting to Lin Jingran that it was "our Chen family," everyone knew that the current Chen family was under Zheng Xinru’s sole command. It had nothing to do with Lin Jingran!

The enemy of an enemy is a friend. Currently, Ye Tian harbored the deepest resentment against Zheng Xinru. Lin Jingran initially wanted to ally with him, but who would have thought... heh, even if she did bring him in, it’s uncertain what might happen. It’s easy to invite trouble, but hard to get rid of it. If she couldn’t dispose of Ye Tian after inviting this minor deity in, he might end up devouring her too.

Sighing.

While Ye Tian was lost in thought, the elevator reached the first floor, but by the time he realized it was too late. Ye Tian didn’t get off and went straight down to the basement on the negative first floor.

The light in the basement wasn’t very bright; apart from being able to make out the silhouettes of the surrounding vehicles, everywhere else was a blur, possibly due to a water leak, as the sound of droplets could be heard amidst the darkness. It was a wonder how the owners could feel at ease parking their cars here. After a quick scan that revealed nothing out of the ordinary, Ye Tian shook his head, cursing himself for being overly suspicious, and turned to leave—only to spot the shadow of an additional person in the darkness.

"Who are you?" Although the question lacked substance, Ye Tian still asked it since he didn’t recognize the person anyway. What did it matter to him?

The shadow hesitated for a moment, advancing towards Ye Tian in fits and starts, making it uncomfortable to watch.

"Are you serious? You’ve been lurking around here for quite some time, haven’t you? You can’t possibly be this flustered just from seeing me. Come on, let big brother take a good look at who you really are." Though Ye Tian talked tough, his actions weren’t quite as impressive—he was frantically pressing the elevator button to go up. The elevator had just closed as the shadow appeared, and Ye Tian was out of luck—it didn’t reopen, so now he was really in a bind!

"I don’t really want to kill you."

Fucking hell, it’s you!

If Zheng Xinru was the cold-blooded schemer, then this person was the final piece pushing him out of the game.

"Yangyang, it was you who asked for my help back then. Now that I’ve taken care of things for you, you can’t just turn your back on me after using me." The elevator had already gone up, and it wouldn’t be coming back down anytime soon. Ye Tian wanted to cry. A psycho like Zhang Xiayang definitely meant what he said—the Liu Family was so powerful, yet they still beheaded the fearsome Liu Laogou directly. Ye Tian had only killed a dog; he was no match for someone who could take down a real villain like Liu Laogou. If it came to a fight, he wouldn’t necessarily die, but losing a limb or becoming crippled was almost certain. Ye Tian didn’t want that, not at all.

The rain outside started to pour harder, relentless autumn rain that you couldn’t cut through, and it only made things more chaotic. Countless vehicles struggled desperately to swipe their wipers against the storm, and the thrown-together cluster of car headlights was sliced in half by the thick rain, unable to illuminate even three meters ahead.

The whole world was tied together by this increasingly violent storm, becoming a chaotic mess.

Watching Zhang Xiayang get closer and closer, Ye Tian knew there was no escape. The petty tricks that might work on others were useless against Zhang Xiayang—forget about it!

"If you really want me dead, the least you can do is let me die understanding why."

"I can’t."

With a "whoosh," the large butterfly knife reflected a ghostly white in the dim light of the underground garage, shining forth with unerring precision onto Ye Tian’s spectacles.

Fuck you, Zhang Xiayang!

Ye Tian’s instinctive reaction to duck was faster than the speed of his reflex arcs. Anyone who has lived on the edge understands the sensation of hairs standing on end and scalp tingling. As he ducked, Ye Tian felt the blade whisk past the back of his head.

Damn, that was thrilling!

"Zhang Xiayang, you’re shameless! Weren’t you supposed to be back tomorrow? You’re dishonest, you’re not a good kid, you’re going to..."

The oversized butterfly knife was ruthless in its attack, but its target was singular—to take Ye Tian’s life.

Ye Tian was certain that if he dared to bend down and draw his knife, one of the blades of the butterfly knife would not hesitate to chop down on his head. He would have done the same. When it came to killing, there’s no room for mercy; if there was, he wouldn’t be alive today.

The two wide butterfly knife blades were wielded by Zhang Xiayang like the most beautiful phoenix from outer space, with a flashy technique and deadly force. Ye Tian darted left and right; his body floated in the air like a feather, elegant and agile, moving like a water snake with an incredibly tricky angle to dodge the ensuing blade light. Even though Ye Tian narrowly evaded the sharp blades, the Audis and Mercedes weren’t so lucky, hacked beyond recognition. A Volvo’s roof was sliced open by Zhang Xiayang, its curled-up steel plate gaping like a wide-open mouth.

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