The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 230

Chapter 230: 230

Li Jing thought for a moment, "One person stays behind, one follows you. That way, there shouldn’t be any major mess."

"That’s fine."

Ye Tian walked out on his own, sat in the back seat of the Grand Cherokee, and waited for the driver to come in and drive. Xu Qingyang, without a word, turned and entered the bar, and Li Jing, without saying much, approached Ye Tian.

"Are you actually interested in that bar?"

Li Jing shook his head while starting the car, "It’s too chaotic inside, I prefer somewhere quieter."

Ye Tian smiled and didn’t speak any further, comfortably leaning back in his seat.

Li Jing and Xu Qingyang, like two equally sharp swords placed together, would inevitably clash. Huaxia has been a land of many tragedies since ancient times, that’s just a characteristic of Huaxia. Putting two equally talented people together doesn’t often bring about the expected results; instead, it might lead to greater losses, largely due to internal conflicts. Interestingly, when two bad eggs are put together, they tend to create a greater effect than one would alone, albeit negatively, but it also shows a phenomenon: the efficiency decreases when there are more capable people, while fools grouped together can generate a terrifying force.

Li Jing and Xu Qingyang weren’t that foolish to destroy each other, but seeing their attitudes, it was still better to keep them apart. It’s quite distressing to look at.

As the car moved forward, the scenery outside the window gradually changed, the light fading, and finally disappeared completely when they entered the alley.

"Not going in?"

Li Jing shook his head, "No, Liu Liyue and others haven’t left yet, it’s better for me to stay outside."

Ye Tian nodded, "That’s tough on you."

"Are you back?"

Every time the door opened, it was Tang Su. Because of her health, Li Ruoshui needed a quiet rest, and Tang Su always opened the door barefoot, which Ye Tian had advised her against, but she still did it anyway.

She didn’t want to make her husband uncomfortable.

"Have you had dinner?"

As usual, Tang Su took Ye Tian’s coat off and hung it on the rack, then quietly sat down and watched Ye Tian devour his meal. This comforting feeling happened once a month in Huairou, but in Tianhe, it happened once a day. She cherished it very much.

"Come, look, how is this sweater I knitted?" Tang Su asked softly, lowering her head to continue knitting the sweater. As autumn arrived and the weather cooled, Ye Tian wasn’t used to wearing store-bought thermals, so Tang Su bought needles and wool from the market to knit him sweaters herself. She also personally taught Li Ruoshui how to knit one for Li Jing.

Ye Tian wiped his mouth and asked, "Why don’t you knit one for Big Bull?"

"It uses too much wool, let’s talk about it later."

"Ha, your words are quite heart-breaking."

Tang Su smiled subtly, this smile, in truth, stirred Ye Tian’s heart deeply; honestly, throughout these days, he hadn’t truly touched her.

Well fed and feeling lustful, the ancients really got it damn right!

"Susu."

"Hmm?"

Ye Tian had a silly expression on his face, rice grains sticking to the corners of his mouth, almost drooling, such a bumpkin!

"Let’s go to sleep."

"Are you tired?"

"Yes." Ye Tian nodded like a pecking chicken, almost wanting to headbutt the table in front of him.

"You sleep first, I’ll finish knitting this cuff."

In this house, Ye Tian always slept on the sofa, while Tang Su comfortably lay on the big bed, the two as separate as water from oil. If it were in Huairou, Ye Tian would directly roll into the security guard’s cabin, enduring the agony of Pig Hu’s stinky feet. Today, having finally caught an opportunity, how could he let it slip by.

"Wife, I’m telling you, don’t force me to get tough."

Tang Su’s eyebrows raised, her knitting needles stopped, "Oh? Getting tough?"

Her heart stirred, aroused!

Seeing Ye Tian’s expression, Tang Su abruptly thought of something, her expression cooled down, and even the slight smile disappeared.

"Come at me then."

"You won’t yield?"

"Absolutely not!"

"You serious?"

"Not a second word!"

Ye Tian abruptly stood up, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, with a resigned-to-death demeanor and took two steps in three strides towards Tang Su, reaching out for a big hug.

"Bang!"

A beautiful judo throw had Ye Tian heavily slammed onto the floor, taking him a good while to recover, lying there unable to move.

Tang Su clapped her hands elegantly, sat back down, picked up the sweater and continued knitting, "The bouncers at the bar are all personally selected by me, the coaches I hired are from the military, dealing with you is a piece of cake."

A tone filled with triumph.

It looked like the romantic night he envisioned was hopeless now. Ye Tian turned over, laying on the floor, staring blankly at the whitening ceiling.

A sudden vibration around his waist along with a ringing, someone was calling.

"Hello?"

Listening to the voice on the phone, Ye Tian’s expression changed, several times he wanted to speak but eventually held back, waiting for nearly a minute before hanging up the phone, then sitting on the floor in silence.

Tang Su knitted a stitch, scratching her head with the white wool needle, "I’m not some newlywed needing you by my side every day, just do your own thing. I’ll wait for you to come back, and guarantee you’ll have a meal as soon as you do."

Ye Tian stood up, walked over to her, bent down, and kissed her face, smacking his lips, said, "Delicious."

Trouble coming to find Ye Tian was expected, but trouble coming from the Japanese was somewhat unexpected. From the phone call Xu Qingyang made, these two Japanese were clearly seeking trouble deliberately, causing a scene as soon as they entered, clearly living too long. Could it be that Tan Xin has such unappreciative people around him, are they really foolish or pretending? These young masters might come from prominent backgrounds, but the brains they carry on their shoulders aren’t to be underestimated, absolutely all smarter than average in both IQ and EQ, tutored by old foxes at home, plus years of immersion in the social circles, how could they not know of the slow rock’s reputation. The chances of them causing trouble should be low. Then how did these Japanese get here.

Thinking of strategies in the car, his furrowed brows never relaxed. By the time they reached the bar, it was already one in the morning, the bar had begun closing, but from the bloodstains in front of the door, it was clear that something bad had happened. Xu Qingyang stood at the entrance, while Chu Tianyi was busy directing people to clean up the messy situation.