The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 290

Chapter 290: 290

"Hmph, Xu Qingyang, weren’t you the one who kept saying you’d send me off to Vietnam? What’s the matter now, having second thoughts? It turns out you’re no hero after all, not even as satisfying as that thing in your pants!"

"You!"

Ye Tian’s head was reeling; he couldn’t fathom how these two could be together—they didn’t even know each other, they had only met a few times, how could this... how is it possible! Normally, Liu Ling always cowered timidly in a corner of the room, cautious and jumpy like a cat, scared even by a sudden sparrow’s flight. How could such a frail woman poison someone! Xu Qingyang was still in that white suit of his, always the laid-back one, acting on whim, with no one having seen him truly rush for anything. But this staunch skeptic was showing desperation today, "Have you lost your mind? What have they done to you? When you stayed at his place, weren’t you unharmed? Moreover, Tang Su took good care of you, why couldn’t you just stay there quietly?" At this moment, Xu Qingyang was like a child, his expression filled with nothing but urgency, indicating that Liu Ling occupied a significant place in his heart.

Xu Qingyang, who had been proud for twenty years, was now defeated by a sixteen-year-old girl. Initially, wasn’t it Xu Qingyang himself advocating to have Liu Ling killed?

Liu Ling’s voice was hoarse, almost piercingly sharp, "Xu Qingyang, Ye Tian is a ruthless bastard. Today he poisoned his wife, tomorrow I’ll take his life. Sticking with such a beast, you’re nothing but a disgrace! A useless piece of trash! Their care for me, bullshit! Are they not just afraid of my revenge? A pack of wolves in sheep’s clothing, they’d rather see me dead early. You’re all the same, so damn hypocritical, beasts!"

Hearing this, Xu Qingyang panicked, losing his usual nonchalance, "You... give me the antidote quickly, they’re not fools, any more delays and they’re sure to find this place."

Liu Ling stood up, raising her eyebrow, "Scared? Aren’t you Xu Qingyang, the great name that commands respect in worldly society? Now you start to chicken out? Scared, then just leave, what are you still doing here? I’ve seen plenty of dead people, I’m not afraid of a big living one like you. If you knew you couldn’t protect me, why bother drawing me in?"

"I..." Xu Qingyang was rendered speechless.

Her words hit home; after all, it was he who had taken a liking to this girl. However, he never anticipated things would come to this point.

"Don’t give me that crap about how nice they were to me. They could treat me well or not; I just happened to come around when he was in a better mood. Try it at any other time, and it’d be a miracle if he didn’t chop off my head."

"He’s not that kind of person..."

"I don’t care what kind of person he is; he’s the one who killed my father. And I saw with my own eyes you all killing my kin. Tell me what kind of person that makes him. Even when taking a leak, one knows to hide behind a wall, yet killing a person is done right in front of me. Tell me, what kind of person is that!" Liu Ling’s temper flared even more as she raised her voice. "Xu Qingyang, you don’t seem to be the hero they talk about, more like a Bear, and how blind I must have been to follow you, you coward, destined to be someone’s lackey for life..."

"Slap!" A crisp sound. Liu Ling’s face bore a fresh, red handprint from Xu Qingyang’s slap, "Damn it, son of a bitch, with you acting like this, taking you back would mean death, and leaving you alone would be the same. Might as well kill you right here and let you keep your father company underground. Save me the heartache of seeing you killed by others. Fuck!"

The language was harsh. Yet, Xu Qingyang himself didn’t know who he was cursing.

Xu Qingyang extended his hand, placing his thumb and index finger on Liu Ling’s neck, right where the windpipe is—crushing it would mean certain death.

Liu Ling widened her eyes to look at him, possibly sensing the hand on her neck wasn’t tightening, or maybe seeing through Xu Qingyang’s inner fragility, she raised her voice even louder, "Come on, aren’t you wanting to kill me? Go ahead, do it! Xu Qingyang, don’t let me look down on you in the end, don’t tell me you’re not a man!"

Knowing she was just making a scene, Xu Qingyang was completely at a loss. The pressure of his fingers gradually increased, but the process was agonizingly slow.

"Hold on! Qingyang!"

Ye Tian rushed over, and both Xu Qingyang and Liu Ling turned their heads, displaying starkly different expressions—Xu Qingyang with regret and shame blended with an appeal for forgiveness, while Liu Ling’s eyes held nothing but coldness, as she faced the man approaching her—the very murderer of her father.

"Mr. Ye."

"There is still poison in Susu’s body; don’t kill her."

Xu Qingyang seized the opportunity, "Mr. Ye, she was just confused for the moment and didn’t really intend to kill Miss Tang, otherwise she wouldn’t have waited until now."

Ye Tian gave a bitter smile, "Isn’t she waiting just for now?"

Xu Qingyang looked back; Liu Ling was already sitting on the ground.

She silently gazed at the tombstone, which bore the inscription "The Tomb of Liu Ping," four simple characters with no other superfluous words. A whole line of space was left blank above, and the spot for affixing a photo was left empty, revealing a sunken hollow. Liu Ling sat there, looking at it, without uttering a word.

Ye Tian was burning with anxiety. Giant beads of sweat on his forehead never stopped from the drive here, far more intense than a five-kilometer cross-country run.

"Liu Ling! Give me the antidote!" It was as if all his energy was sapped, and his voice was weary.

By killing Liu Ling, his friendship with Xu Qingyang would officially be over, though the latter had candidly said he might leave at any time. But at least for now, Ye Tian was still his friend. Besides, he really didn’t have the energy to worry about these matters now. Betrayal? Murder? He was tired, truly tired, weariness filled Ye Tian’s eyes.

"Ye Tian, do you really think I would have an antidote?" Liu Ling turned her head to look at him, her face terrifyingly cold, "Now that it’s come to this, I won’t go back. Kill me!"

Ye Tian deeply inhaled, the stuffiness in his chest intensified, his resentment and frustrations amassing more severely at that moment, "You think I wouldn’t dare!"

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