The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 304

Chapter 304: 304

The old man wasn’t in a hurry, trying to grab the remote control, but Mo Yan noticed and threw it to the end of the bed. Sitting on the sofa, the old man didn’t want to move and decided to just settle for watching "Thunderstorm."

Mo Yan looked at him with utter disdain, "So lazy!"

Ye Tian had been waiting in the yard until dusk when he finally saw Mo Yan come out. She completely ignored him and walked straight out of the house. Ye Tian was unsure whether to follow her or not but then thought the old man in the yard didn’t care anyway, better to follow the younger one. Just as he decided to go, the old man stopped him,

"Hey, where are you going?"

"What do you think I’m doing?"

"Quite the attitude. Alright, come in. She’s not going anywhere, went to buy a duck."

Ye Tian’s stomach growled, he was indeed getting hungry since the dough sticks he ate in the morning had long become excrement.

"Are you coming in? You standing there is pointless, she doesn’t soften or harden."

"What does she eat then?"

"...She eats food."

Three people, a roast duck, fried eggs, sweet and sour cabbage, corn mush, and a few leftover buns. They gathered around a low table, sitting on three wobbly stools, looking rather pitiful.

Mo Yan glanced at the old man from time to time, surely it was this old guy who let Ye Tian in, a traitor, Wang Lianju, Pan Jinlian, Ximen Qing... Mo Yan couldn’t even figure out what she was thinking.

"Does it taste good?"

Ye Tian, having eaten a piece of egg and bitten into a bun, said, "It’s a bit salty."

Mo Yan felt like strangling him.

"Yeah, I think so too."

Mo Yan pinched herself, idle, next time she would just cook for one.

As the meal went on, the three of them didn’t have much to say. The eggs and cabbage were quickly finished, leaving only some of the roast duck, a duck butt, a duck head, and a duck neck. Just as the three were unsure how to divide it, someone came into the yard. It was only six o’clock, but it was already dark, winter nights come fast.

"Old Mo, what’s happening, have you eaten? Oh, you have guests."

The visitor seemed quite familiar with Old Man Mo, casually entering and exiting the yard and even went straight into the house, their acquaintance was not simple.

Old Man Mo wore a black cotton-padded jacket and pants with thick old man’s shoes, looking very rustic. The visitor had a square face, thick eyebrows, looking like fingers laid across the brow bone. Removing his green military coat, there was a standard Sun Yat-sen suit underneath, buttoned up to the neck. This outfit made anyone wearing it look sharp.

He’s also a big shot. Ye Tian noticed the middle-aged security guard following him, an aura of killing intent around him; he kept his head down and continued eating. The corn mush in the bowl was gone, so he picked up the duck neck to nibble on.

Old Man Mo grabbed the duck head, muttering, "You lad really aren’t particular, taking the best parts."

"Uncle Chen, please sit. Have you eaten?" Mo Yan hurriedly moved a chair for him.

"Heh, the girl knows her stuff. So, do you have a boyfriend yet?" The old man was hearty, speaking straightforwardly, clearly a decisive person.

Mo Yan blushed, stopped talking while eating at the door. In the eyes of elders, the younger generation always remained children, a fact that never changed.

"Hahaha, you’re blushing. Blushing won’t do, grandpa can’t rely on that, you have to count on yourself. Hey, Old Mo, don’t just focus on nibbling, talk to us. Hey, this duck you bought from the street, right?" Uncle Chen looked at the bones on the table, understanding the situation, just as he was about to speak, Old Man Mo cut him off.

"It’s just a duck, no big deal. Tell me, do you have any good young man to introduce to Xiaoyan? Don’t fool me with your grandson, that boy is a proper Demon Lord of Mayhem. Only you could handle him, if he were with me, I’d break his legs."

"Mind your own business," Old Man Chen glanced at Ye Tian sitting next to Mo Yan and asked, "And this is..."

"Zhang Bin, my friend."

"Boyfriend, right?"

"You old man, at your age, why are you still so nosy."

In the comfort of her home, Mo Yan behaves just like a little girl, speaking her mind. The person behind Old Man Chen frowned but did not say anything.

"Hahaha, you’re so nervous, so it must be true."

Old Man Chen glanced at Ye Tian, who, engrossed, continued munching on a duck neck without even lifting his head.

"I’ll head back first, you guys take your time."

Putting down the now meatless duck neck, Ye Tian spoke and turned to leave. Mo Yan quickly got up and followed, leaving a very curious Old Man Chen behind.

"What’s going on?"

"How would I know? Are you going to eat this?" Old Mo picked up the remaining piece of duck tail, offered it but was rejected.

...

"What are you doing?"

As Ye Tian stepped outside the door, Mo Yan called out from behind, stopping him at the entrance of the alley. The weather had started changing in the afternoon, and by evening, as expected, it began to snow, specks of snow covering the ground soon turning it white. Ye Tian dusted off the snow on his shoulder, "Where else, back to the hotel."

"Hold on."

Just as he was about to move forward, he stopped again. Ye Tian turned around, "Is there anything else?"

Mo Yan walked up, reaching out a hand, "Give me the item."

"What item?"

"Don’t play dumb, your wife isn’t there, you don’t need that ID tag."

Damn, you really remember everything clearly.

After the test drive, Ye Tian had picked up an ID tag in the carriage, which had fallen off the person known as Manager Mo, someone of no low rank. Why not take it when it’s free? He thought nobody would notice, but apparently, this cunning girl had set her eyes on it long ago.

"You’re really not dumb."

"Smarter than you."

After handing over the ID tag, Ye Tian continued on his way, this time Mo Yan didn’t follow. Turning a couple of corners, and not seeing anyone else after waiting in a dark corner, Ye Tian stepped out as the snow had turned to fluffy flakes, hinting at a heavy snowfall for the night.

Pulling out the IC card he snatched in the morning, Ye Tian dialed Pig Hu’s number.

"Hello?"

"It’s me."

Indeed, a roar came through, "Where the hell have you been? You’ve got a mess here, and don’t just leave like that! With all your damsels, I can’t keep up."

Ye Tian, imagining the quiet scene likely at the other end, took a moment to calm himself, then briefly explained the situation, much like he did in the morning, mainly indicating that he might need to stay here a bit longer.

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