The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 260

Chapter 260: 260

Ye Tian hinted understanding, and said with much embarrassment, "Boss, the seats here are very expensive. It took me a lot of effort to get in just once, coming from the village isn’t easy, please let me sit for a while longer. Otherwise, it will get angry."

Looking at his mysteriously toned speech, the bald man was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "Who is ’it’? Point it out to me, let’s see if it’s really as formidable as you claim."

Ye Tian awkwardly scratched the back of his head, his facial muscles tensing up in dilemma, "Ah, this is tough to say, it has always been a pragmatist, never really wanting to speak. It’s very difficult for us to communicate."

"Hmph, well I’m quite curious to see this for myself. Even the lowly minions have learned to fart out threats now, what’ll become of them when they grow up. His husband just died, and she’s already eager to draw a line with us, that’s where you’re wrong, Boss Zheng." The bald man no longer paid attention to the unreasonable Ye Tian, seeing him merely as a worthless lackey full of hot air, not worth believing a word.

"A widow is a widow, even comes to the door with a kept man, mistress in tow, really makes you wonder if Eunuch Rui died with unfulfilling regrets..."

"Bang!" A dull sound erupted, intermixed with the noise of breaking bones.

With one punch, the bald fatty flew from where he stood, then fell to the ground, his huge corpulent body crashing into a heap, collapsing limply on the floor.

Like a pile of shit.

Everyone behind the scenes fancy themselves as intellectual elites, even geniuses, always looking down on resolving matters with fists or machinery. They use washing machines for laundry, vacuum cleaners for sweeping floors, they drive even for the short distance from home to the supermarket across the street, and they wouldn’t personally breastfeed their children opting to hire a wet nurse instead. They won’t bother with physical tasks, valuing their own time above all, because time on them is always the most precious in the world, incomparable to anything else or anyone else. But, this mentality of relying on brains over brawn doesn’t always work out. Like, this time.

The other few, upon seeing the bald man being sent flying by the buzz-cut youth behind Zheng Xinru, instantly had their expressions sour. They weren’t strangers to the sight of minions experienced in fighting and killing, such lowly scum weren’t worth their notice.

"Boss Zheng, I think we need to have a proper talk."

A man in a beige casual outfit approached, not giving Ye Tian a glance, he walked past him, attempting to sit on the sofa, facing Zheng Xinru directly. However good his intentions, he was stopped by a hand.

It was Ye Tian’s.

"Sister Zheng hasn’t given you permission to go over, sir, please show some respect."

Ye Tian’s tone was icy, showing none of the awareness expected of a servant. Sun Jiande was puzzled, wondering what sort of subordinate Zheng Xinru had cultivated!

"Kid, if you don’t want to end up disabled, you’d better retract that arm."

"Many people have wanted to cripple me, but now, I can’t see any of those people anymore. If you don’t believe it, you can give it a try."

The language was as confrontational as the sharpness in their gazes, as both men stared each other down, a wild power burst forth from Ye Tian’s eyes in an instant, taking Sun Jiande by surprise. He had met many people, but aside from those extremely powerful reclusive figures, no one had managed to make him break out in a cold sweat like this. Just who was this guy?

"Ye Tian, let Boss Sun sit down."

"Yes, Sister Zheng."

Ye Tian! This man was Ye Tian!

The most talked-about person in the past six months, entangled in countless scandals, the young master of a fallen noble family, a leading figure in Tianhe’s new generation staging a comeback, conspiring with Zheng Xinru to kill Chen Pingrui, taking on dozens of brawny men with large knives single-handedly and then dealing with Liu Ping in one stroke, gradually devouring the Liu Family’s assets until their complete downfall... There was just so much talk about this Ye Tian, Sun Jiande realized he hadn’t taken the time to carefully recall someone’s past and present in a long time.

"Mr. Sun, please."

Ye Tian made a welcoming gesture with his arm still blocking the way, but the deterrence in his eyes didn’t lessen in the slightest.

Sun Jiande nodded and sat down on the sofa. He laughed suddenly; this was originally his place, but these two had somehow turned it around as if he were the guest.

After calming his emotions a bit, Sun Jiande said, "Boss Zheng, if you have something to say, just say it today. If there’s anything satisfactory or unsatisfactory, we can talk about it. You see..."

"I think you are well aware of what I want to talk about. Sun Jiande, stop pretending to be a good guy in front of me. How much have you swindled from Chen Pingrui, and do I need to spell it out for you? If we were to really settle scores, your life wouldn’t even be your own anymore!"

Zheng Xinru was far from conciliatory, and her mood was obviously more agitated than Sun Jiande’s. Despite her agitation, her demeanor was still intimidating. She was clearly not here to talk nicely, something that was apparent to Ye Tian when he saw her restlessness in the car. From the rearview mirror, he could tell that the look she cast out the window was filled with killing aura; it was his first time seeing the furious side of Zheng Xinru.

Sun Jiande’s face did not look good. Some of his business partners were seated far away, and because Ye Tian was standing there, they didn’t dare to come over for the time being, but just stood watching, with fearful expressions on their faces. Sun Jiande cursed inwardly and continued his conversation with Zheng Xinru.

"Boss Zheng, if you put it this way, then I’m really at a loss for words. You know that I have been working under Mr. Chen for the past ten years. When Mr. Chen took me in, I said I would be willing to be a workhorse for him, no questions asked. Now you say this, and it truly wounds my heart."

"Be a workhorse? If you, Sun Jiande, were to be a workhorse, then all beings in this world would be ruined by you. You’re only fit to be the wild grass covered in cow dung, an ungrateful bastard. Pingrui should never have taken you in; you deserve to be hacked to death." Zheng Xinru’s tone was calm, but her words were anything but polite, clearly aiming to make Sun Jiande uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Sun Jiande felt deeply displeased. It was no longer the time when he kneeled on the ground begging for help. He was now an important figure in Tianhe City, and no man would feel good being scolded by a woman pointing her finger at his nose.

Glancing at Sun Jiande, whose face was distorted with displeasure, Zheng Xinru serenely picked up a cup of tea in front of her, took a sip, and then said, "You guys always have no shortage of cunning plans; ten bucks can turn into business deals in your hands. I remember Pingrui telling me that some people are not lacking in ability or willpower, but simply lack an opportunity. For many with backgrounds and strength, such opportunities are as common as pebbles on the road, yet for them, these opportunities can be life-changing treasures. Sun, you once knelt before Pingrui like a dog, and it was Pingrui who gave you that chance. Now that you have managed to take over Yalan Club, you guys must have made a decent chunk of change. No need to be a workhorse; I don’t require your services, but coming here to reclaim a bit of interest is reasonable, isn’t it?"