The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 308

Chapter 308: 308

"She only found out when the relocation office people got here that her son had taken the property deed. Just like that, she would have to shell out hundreds of thousands more, and she didn’t have that kind of money. Later, as I mentioned to you before, her little granddaughter fell ill. I heard there’s a Charity Fund organization in the city that offers assistance for free, but after applying for so long they haven’t gotten a turn. So she’d run to the bank every day, thinking that the Charity Fund and the bank were the same organization, managed by the bank."

The situation was pretty much clear now. Ye Tian and Mo Yan both glanced at each other, filled with deep sorrow.

"Then let’s leave first," Mo Yan tentatively asked.

Ye Tian nodded. Staying here was of no help; they could only go back and slowly think of a solution.

On the way back, Ye Tian noticed how relaxed Mo Yan looked, her gait as firm as ever, her movements still so dashing, and he couldn’t stand it anymore. "You seem quite happy," he commented.

"Why shouldn’t I be happy, you’re not my dad," Mo Yan rolled her eyes dismissively and didn’t bother to engage with him. When they got to the bus stop, a black Audi A6 appeared just in time and took Mo Yan away. She had wanted to take Ye Tian with her, but she blatantly ignored his presence, clearly intentional. Mo Yan slammed the door and said, "Let’s go!"

The car pulled up steadily at the doorstep. Mo Yan led the way, got out of the car, and walked into the yard. Old Man Mo was cooped up inside watching the news and hurriedly changed the channel, but it was already too late.

"Stop watching, Old Man. Can I talk business with you?"

...

It must be said that Mo Yan’s clout is absolutely massive. By today, the previously reserved and disdainful old lady had calmed down, wasn’t causing a scene or flying into a rage anymore, and definitely wasn’t going to the bank every other day to cause trouble. Both parties were very content. Of course, Mo Yan had played a pivotal role while Ye Tian was secondary; after all, it was her power that was unleashed to solve the issue on her own.

"Yo, look who’s here."

Mo Yan glanced at him, "Spit it out, I’m busy."

"I’m inviting you to a place."

"Not going." Mo Yan turned around and started to leave. She liked her peace and would absolutely not get involved with any entertainment activities.

But halfway through, she turned back and looked at Ye Tian, "Where do you want to take me?"

There’s a chance!

"Join me for a walk around Beiping, I want to see the local customs and culture. They say it’s an ancient capital of a thousand years, I just thought I’d leave my footprint here, to prove that I’ve been here, and later with..."

"Give it a rest," Mo Yan looked down on Ye Tian with utmost disdain, seemingly able to see right through his heart.

Having his thoughts read so easily didn’t bother Ye Tian; Mo Yan was no fool, there was no point in trying to deceive her.

"I really just want to take a stroll."

"Hmph."

Despite her reluctance, Mo Yan still followed Ye Tian out the door. She was still concerned about what happened that morning, knowing well that this person was inherently good, and definitely smart, but just as wild and unpredictable. Whether he could be controlled was still a massive unknown. Taking the opportunity of his request to go out, Mo Yan was also keen to further assess this individual―the one who could turn Tianhe upside down and change its fate certainly had his extraordinary aspects. She hadn’t seen them before, but now it was finally time for a good look.

The reason she initially dumped Ye Tian in Tianhe City for half a year was merely to let him lie low and plan slowly, step by step. But this guy’s rise in both speed and quality far exceeded her expectations. His growth, like nuclear fission, increased exponentially. Even though he had suffered setbacks and been wounded, the strength of his spirit to rise from bowing down was truly staggering. Mo Yan had seen her fair share of people determined to climb to the top, but it was the first time she had encountered someone as reckless as Ye Tian.

Really quite interesting.

"Hey, we agreed to just have a look around, mind your own business."

Ye Tian patted his chest, "Don’t worry, I promise not to meddle too much."

Hearing this, Mo Yan turned around without another word, which made Ye Tian hastily grab her arm, "Hold on, what are you doing?"

Mo Yan repeated, "We agreed to just have a look around, take care of yourself."

Looking into her eyes, Ye Tian did not boast any further, just nodded. This somewhat satisfied Mo Yan and they left the hotel together.

"So, how was that old lady’s problem sorted out?"

"How else? The Charity Fund folks took the money to play the stock market, ran out of cash."

"That’s possible?"

"What’s impossible about it? Charity auctions, public fundraising, plus all sorts of random donations, there’s bound to be a lot of idle funds. As soon as someone eyes that money, they’re bound to tamper with it. But these people have complex backgrounds, not easy to mess with. I couldn’t be bothered to intervene, so I donated a sum in my personal capacity and handed it to her."

"How much?" The snow underfoot crunched as the two of them walked on it.

"Two million."

Ye Tian embarrassingly fell onto the snow.

Mo Yan gave him a look, "Pathetic!"

The two walked along the curb, Ye Tian occasionally looking at the woman beside him, trying to figure something out from her appearance, but, there was nothing to glean. This woman looked so different from when he first saw her, back in the days driving a red sports car, in a cool little tank top and ultra-short shorts, quite the little gangster sister. Her current attire... too serious.

"That’s him!"

A roar like that of a lioness, a group of people ran up ahead. At a glance, there were about a dozen, all burly men. However, the leader was a woman, big-faced, thick neck, elephant legs, and a face full of freckles, wrapped in a bright red scarf—looking like a country bumpkin playing city-dweller.

"Bro, got a moment?" A big bald guy with an Azure Dragon tattooed on his neck, reaching up to his ear. This was something only a fool would get; there’s a major artery there, one wrong touch and it’s bye-bye. The tattoo was probably fake, just for show.

"No time. If you have something to say, just say it here."

"Let’s talk privately, it’s not very convenient here."

Convenient my foot! Pretending to be some big shot from Hong Kong underworld, who do you think you are!

Ye Tian glanced at Mo Yan beside him. This lass had her arms folded, head tilted to one side, pouting grumpily, looking every bit the aggrieved young wife.

"See, my friend here has urgent business. How about we talk another time?"

"Friend, she’s your wife, ain’t she?"