The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 303

Chapter 303: 303

Heart ablaze with fury, Ye Tian walked faster and faster, but only a few steps later, he heard hurried footsteps ahead. Calmly, Ye Tian turned into another corridor. When he emerged from the basement, he didn’t return to the first floor as it was surely sealed off. He had observed during his escape with Ponytail that both ends of the corridor were blocked. Except for the main hall, there was no way out; he had to find an exit on the upper floors. He exited the elevator on the eighth floor, unable to go up or down, in a defensible retreat. It wasn’t as if anyone could suffocate him there. Moreover, in such corporate buildings, it’s usual for the management to favor placing their offices on the middle floors, adopting Laozi’s philosophy of acting through inaction—drawing attention if too high, and too depressing if too low. Ye Tian thought he might even be able to take a leader hostage and extort a few million.

The corridor was not long, at its end, he turned left into the stairs and descended. By the sixth floor, he could hear a cluster of footsteps below and soon footsteps from above as well. Ye Tian looked around, realizing that everything was being captured on camera. As a guard sneaking around the main building, wasn’t it obvious that he’d be caught?

"Bang! Bang!" Ye Tian walked from one end of the corridor to the other, smashing two cameras with his fists. Angered, he ripped out their wires as he looked at the dangling cables, a mischievous smile formed on his lips.

"What happened?"

Ponytail jumped up as the computer screen in front of her suddenly went black, and even the air conditioning light was off. Turning on the desk lamp, it wouldn’t light up.

The power was out.

She hastily went to the office where Mo Yan was propping his chin with both hands and frowning deeply, surrounded by heaps of files. However, she didn’t seem worried about work. Being her assistant, Ponytail knew Mo Yan’s character well. Despite her symbolic position at the National Energy Department promising a bright future, backed by an intricate family network, her potential was unfathomable.

"President Mo, the power is out."

Ponytail almost wanted to slap herself for stating the obvious. She quickly added, "The backup power will start soon, I’ll make a call..."

"No hurry."

Hmm?

"Let’s keep this quiet for now, no need to rush."

Being Mo Yan’s assistant required sharp wits. Earlier, in the basement lab, Mo Yan’s face had changed upon hearing the word "security," and even more so upon seeing someone on the monitor. It seemed they knew each other. As a mere assistant, Ponytail didn’t want to stir trouble.

"President Mo, I understand."

By the time the backup power was allowed to start, there was no trace of Ye Tian. The security guards couldn’t help but grumble about the leadership’s faulty decisions delaying the capture. However, when they learned that their superiors didn’t blame anyone and even granted a day off with full pay, they felt fortunate to have such good leaders.

Hearing this, Mo Yan’s face showed little emotion. After handling some necessary tasks, she left the company alone.

...

Since finding Mo Yan was futile, Ye Tian didn’t bother with pleasantries and went straight to the alley he visited that morning.

His demands were simple: cure Tang Su’s illness and then he would devote himself to serve them, no matter the conditions—as his life was granted by them and there was no room for bargaining. Yet, the Mo family father and son were unyielding, draining him while achieving nothing.

More than twenty-four hours had passed since Tang Su was poisoned, and Liu Haiju’s medicine pills were likely all consumed. It was time for the outcome—life or death. Ye Tian had made up his mind; if there was no improvement soon, he would not hold back.

Agitated, he reached the entrance of the alley, turned a corner, and approached the King Mansion as he expected. As soon as he entered the alley, he immediately sensed as if being targeted by a wolf, every move taunting the predator’s nerves. If he attempted a direct breach, disaster would ensue.

Ye Tian surveyed his surroundings, noticing no tall buildings; the area was filled with old courtyards preserved by traditional Beiping residents, resistant to demolition and thus devoid of skyscrapers. Where then were the snipers hiding?

Ye Tian dared not move. He was no fool; the hidden adversaries were undoubtedly top-tier experts, their sharp aura perceivable even from afar. Ordinary people couldn’t project such an aura. So, he decided to wait.

One hour, two hours, two and a half hours passed, and Mo Yan returned.

"Are you cold?"

Ye Tian shook his head.

"Alright, keep standing then." Mo Yan opened the gate of the yard without looking up but didn’t close it. She was leaving the door open for Ye Tian.

Ye Tian scratched his head, realizing it would be rude not to enter. His suit was not providing any warmth, and his legs were numb.

This time, the sensation of being watched by a wolf vanished, probably due to instructions from Mo Yan. Relieved, Ye Tian walked in.

The afternoon sunlight was poor and somewhat dim; the sky was overcast following a recent snowfall, so any sunlight was welcome. Mo Yan entered the house, and Ye Tian, feeling awkward, did not follow. Moments later, Mo Yan emerged, holding a large pot of hot water bearing the words "Serve the People."

"Stand outside if you must, don’t block my house’s feng shui."

Standing here affects your feng shui? Ye Tian found it amusing but restrained himself. "I just want to know how Susu is."

"She won’t die."

"Where is she?"

"She can’t run away."

"When can I see her?"

"Just wait."

After a brief three-question exchange, Mo Yan turned around and walked back inside, snatching the remote from her grandfather and changing the channel midway through Yang Zirong’s intense debate.

"Can’t I watch the news?" The old man felt wronged, denied news and even dramas, feeling the burden of being a grandfather.

"No!"

Mo Yan found a channel but didn’t watch, lying straight on the bed, eyes open, staring at the ceiling.

The old man glanced at her and said, "They’ve come to take him, make a decision soon, or I’ll just send him off."

"No!"

Her voice was crisp and decisive.

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