The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 250

Chapter 250: 250

Ye Tian chewed a piece of meat and swallowed it down with some wine.

"Let’s put it this way. Think about it, eagles have wings, so they fly up into the sky, as high and as far as they want. Tigers have teeth and claws, they eat whoever they feel like, and everything tastes delicious to those with good teeth and appetites. Let’s not talk about animals and talk about you instead. Look at you, with your background, your abilities, and the efficient helpers at your beck and call, right? So you can go wherever you wish. But I can’t. I’d fall to my death if I flew to the sky, get eaten by wolves in the woods leaving not even my bones behind, and if I challenged you one-on-one, I’d be utterly crushed! I can’t take the high road, nor can I take the road to death, so there’s no choice but to take the lesser path."

"People have to live, and living is the best strategy. I don’t want to take risks or stray from the path, but if there’s no path left, I have no choice but to take that one."

Liu Liyue sipped her wine little by little, listening intently to Ye Tian’s words. By the time he finished, her cup was almost empty.

"What you’re saying really can’t persuade me to abandon my final decision to kill you. One must walk the path they’ve chosen themselves, and that’s something no one can change. Don’t think your situation is tough, there are many others who have it worse than you. You can still sit here and talk freely; you’re already quite fortunate. I’ve always despised those who go around whining to others, acting as if they’re the most miserable, as if God has dumped the hardest and saddest lot onto them alone. It’s just that they haven’t come to me with their complaints, or else, I’d kill every single one of them! There’s a saying that a hateful person must have something pitiable about them, and it works the other way around too. Pitiable people can be particularly detestable. Instead of wasting time with this rubbish talk, it would be more worthwhile to just fart!"

She glanced up at Ye Tian, who was staring blankly into his bowl of peanuts. "Ye Tian, appealing to emotions and reason won’t work on me. If it did, you might as well recite a prepared speech. It would be less trouble and more emotionally compelling."

Ye Tian tilted his head back and took a swig of wine, his mouth reeking of alcohol. "Still drinking?"

"Drink!"

This time, Ye Tian knew he had failed. But he didn’t really think a few words would make Liu Liyue spit out the meat at her lips. He was just a small soldier, not a literary "beast" spouting motivational clichés. If the other party were a young lady, he might have some small schemes, but with Liu Liyue, he might as well forget it.

The deal had been set with a three-year time limit, but looking at the situation now, to say nothing of three years, he might not even last three months before losing everything he had. It was simply because she was more formidable than he was.

Ye Tian scratched the back of his head, looking at the empty wine cup across from him, feeling a sudden sense of melancholic loss.

Zhang Houtu was summoned back from Fengyue Lake by Ye Tian. With the interference of the Sanqing Sect, the manpower by his side was far from enough. Li Jing stuck with him, Xu Qingyang was in the slow dance club, and only Zhang Daniu was left at home. Fengyue Inn wasn’t big, but with just one person’s hands and feet, inevitably there would be some overwhelming moments. For his own peace of mind and to ease Li Jing’s worries, Zhang Houtu’s return was better than leaving Zhang Daniu by himself.

For Ye Tian, who usually arrived home in the early morning hours, today was the earliest he had ever come home—ten o’clock, a full two hours early.

Zhang Houtu stood at the door like a towering Door God, his massive body blocking most of the doorway.

"Back already?"

He patted Zhang Houtu’s solid shoulder, feeling the iron-like heft. The fellow was still as sturdy as ever.

Zhang Houtu looked at him, then at Li Jing who was behind him, and asked, "How are things here, all good?"

Li Jing nodded, "All good. It’s even better now that you’re back."

Leaving the two to their cordial greetings, Ye Tian entered the courtyard. The lights in the room were still on, one on each side. The house was large; Tang Su and Li Ruoshui’s rooms were quite far apart and didn’t adjoin each other.

When Ye Tian entered, Tang Su was half-reclining on the bed, with a window on the wall that just allowed one to see the small courtyard at the back. In summer, such a room layout was very cool. Although Ye Tian had once considered filling in the window, he did not upon seeing Tang Su’s fondness for it.

Hearing the door, Tang Su looked back, "Why are you home so early today?"

"What, you’re not happy when I come home early?"

Tang Su was wearing a gray knitted sweater. With the autumn chill, it was necessary for a woman who tends to feel cold to stay warm.

"Wifey, can I discuss something with you?" Ye Tian came up with a mischievous grin, tentatively perching on the edge of the bed. Seeing that Tang Su had no intention of unleashing a Shadowless Kick, he then settled more comfortably.

Tang Su cocked her head and looked at him. She had a home magazine resting on her legs, her eyes containing a touch of playfulness, almost as if she was curious about the matter Ye Tian wanted to discuss.

Caught by Tang Su’s gaze, the words that were about to leave Ye Tian’s mouth got stuck, and he could only stare dryly at her, looking like an idiot, no longer feeling the security of sitting on the edge of the bed. He had always been predisposed to surrender to Tang Su. Sigh, how embarrassing.

"Go on, I am waiting to hear it."

Tang Su smiled, watching the man before her, her fiancé, with a look that held both the sweetness of a young couple and the complexity of teasing.

Ye Tian’s head wagged like a rattle drum, "No, I don’t have anything to say. Wifey, let’s go to sleep."

He habitually wrapped himself in a blanket and left the bedside. He couldn’t share the kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove) with Tang Su, even though Pig Hu had once suggested he forcibly take the initiative to consummate their relationship swiftly, but Tang Su’s judo throw made the feasibility of this advice seem extremely pale and feeble.

"Hey."

"Hmm? What’s up?" Ye Tian held the blanket, standing there wearing a jacket, looking quite... pitiful.

Tang Su closed the home magazine, and patting the edge of the bed, she said, "Sit here. If you’ve got nothing to say, it just so happens I have some things I want to say. Come here, are you afraid I’ll eat you?"

Strange. With narrowed eyes, Ye Tian pondered whether Tang Su was genuinely craving something, daring to invite him onto the bed. Looking into her eyes, which did not seem to be joking, Ye Tian approached warily, bracing himself for the possibility of being flipped over by his fiancée.

Watching Ye Tian’s tragic-comic appearance, Tang Su restrained a chuckle. She hadn’t expected to find a man so afraid of his wife.

"Ye Tian, can I discuss something with you?"