The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 289

Chapter 289: 289

The responses of these two people also troubled Ye Tian momentarily. These two were among the most meticulous and careful women in the group; only they would notice such minor details, but their words didn’t seem to carry good news.

Zheng Xinru patted Ye Tian on the shoulder, but at that moment, Lin Jingran suddenly seemed to remember something and exclaimed loudly, "Ah!"

Ye Tian was startled.

"I remember now, this morning, Susu ate an egg and then said she was thirsty, feeling choked, it was your maid who handed her the water, I wonder if it was..." Lin Jingran cut herself off, but it was already enough.

The maid, Ye Tian naturally knew this referred to Liu Ling. It really was her! Ye Tian had thought about whether it could be her, but seeing her and Tang Su go out to buy groceries and cook together easily dismissed that assumption. He didn’t expect that now... it really was her!

Instantly, a massive wave of unstoppable sorrow surged to his forehead, shielding him from anything else. Ye Tian, fueled with rage, punched, shattering the interior plastic of the Audi’s door to pieces.

Xu Qingyang had long warned him to never let his guard down with that young girl. If Liu Ping dared to act so recklessly, then his daughter definitely wasn’t going to wait ten years for revenge like a noble man. Could a little girl talk about noble virtues? Seriously. Initially, Ye Tian didn’t take these words seriously, and neither did Tang Su. She had Liu Ling by her side every day, hoping to reform her, or at least broaden her world views. But nobody expected this kind of ending.

Ye Tian fiercely slapped himself, his eyes filling with bloodshot veins and veins bulging thick as fingers from his neck due to rage.

Arriving at Imperial View, Ye Tian urged the two women to get out of the car, then immediately reversed and drove off, executing a smooth handbrake turn that steadied the car perfectly, leaving a scent of tar in the air—a mixture of the car’s electric starter and the burnt smell from the tires due to intense friction. Only a long black rubber mark remained on the ground.

Liu Ling Liu Ling Liu Ling Liu Ling... All the way, Ye Tian repeated this name in his mouth, unable to comprehend why she would attack him. But then he scolded himself for being foolish, reasoning if someone had killed his father, he would seek crazier revenge than her. He also bitterly regretted not listening to Xu Qingyang’s advice to eliminate the problem at its root; if not killed, she could have been sent to a remote orphanage or school. Dammit!

Liu Ling quietly played a pitiable character in Ye Tian’s house, garnering forgiveness and care from everyone including Ye Tian himself. Tang Su even entrusted her with daily chores and meals, which was an unparalleled opportunity for poisoning and murder. Yet she restrained herself and chose to make her deadly move on a significant day like a wedding. She didn’t want to kill Ye Tian, not lay a finger on him; she wanted to kill Tang Su, ideally leaving her permanently disabled or paraplegic, but she ran out of time to find that method, so she simply killed her directly.

She let Ye Tian live, which, to her, was more useful than killing him.

Such a vicious woman.

While driving back to the hotel, Ye Tian had no clue about Liu Ling’s whereabouts, his mind a complete mess, unable to focus on figuring out Liu Ling’s direction or location.

The phone rang. It was Pig Hu.

"Hello?" Ye Tian didn’t know if he was about to receive bad news about Tang Su; he was even a bit afraid to answer the call, his face looked pale as illuminated by the phone screen.

Pig Hu coughed, his voice a bit hoarse, "I wonder, could that kid be at..."

"Dad, Ling has taken revenge for you, now they are probably in the hospital crying their eyes out. If they aren’t dead, they’re likely crippled by now. But this is even better, that woman being alive is more effective than her being dead. On the wedding day, joy upon joy indeed. He wanted to kill, didn’t he? Fine, I’ll let her taste what it’s like to have her loved ones killed. Dad, only now do I realize, a lot of what you said was right. I was too naive before. Reality isn’t school, there are no so many rules, it’s either life or death, we don’t even have the right to choose whether we live or die. They kindly took me in, pretending to be righteous in front of me, making me feel grateful to them, then giving up on revenge. Hmph, they really had it well thought out."

A sinister look that didn’t match her age flashed through Liu Ling’s eyes.

"I always used to say you were cold-hearted, Dad, I was wrong. In this world, only you truly love me. Everyone else is hypocritical, all farting! They seem nice to me, but in reality, they all want me dead, they all want me dead!"

She became visibly agitated as she spoke.

Pig Hu was born a tomb raider, started plundering graves with his great-grandfather at the age of seven. There was no helping it; the resistance against Japan was in full swing, and West Mountain Province was a strategic location. Anyway, guarding an existing grave without robbing it is a waste, so-called using local resources; there started a tomb-robbing trend in Pig Hu’s great-grandfather’s village. West Mountain Province has been an ancient capital for a thousand years, with plenty of imperial tombs. Not to mention how much money they made, during those years of widespread famine, Pig Hu had his fill of plain buns, living quite tastefully. Even so, there’s one thing that he kept in his heart, which his great-grandfather told him, that is, "Resting in peace."

Over the years, Pig Hu always remembered this rule, never changing it, either in public or in private. He handled Liu Ping’s funeral affairs. Over the phone, he told Ye Tian, for a person’s life, from start to finish, having a start without an end, King Yan wouldn’t accept.

West Mountain Cemetery.

Sunset over West Mountain, quite an apt name.

There are guards here, otherwise it wouldn’t justify its price of five thousand yuan per square meter. Ye Tian stuffed a pack of soft Zhonghua cigarettes into the Tomb Guardian’s pocket and went in. Ye Tian rubbed his nose, damn, those were his own wedding cigarettes.

Indeed, he was here.

There was another person. This person was someone Ye Tian could never have imagined. Xu Qingyang.

"Hurry up and call out for the antidote, if I take the antidote back, maybe they’ll let their guard down, and I can help you escape. In Tianhe City, there’s no one Ye Tian doesn’t know in both the underworld and the official circle, you saw it, just look at how many attended his wedding. Zuo Zhengyang, Zheng Xinru, none are easy characters. They’ll issue a citywide manhunt for you, where can you run! Hurry up and give me the antidote, let’s downsize the big issues to small ones."