The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 74 - 74 74 The Wager

74: Chapter 74 The Wager 74: Chapter 74 The Wager “I’m already a married man, why are you asking me for a Chinese Valentine’s Day gift?” Ye Shikai glanced at Luo Shiqi helplessly, thinking that if he really gave a gift, it would be like seeking an affair…

“Hmph, I gave you such an expensive gift, can’t you show some gratitude?” Luo Shiqi pouted, looking rather cute like a little woman.

In fact, Ye Shikai felt quite helpless.

It’s okay to reciprocate when Luo Shiqi gave him such a valuable gift, but if it’s given under the name of Chinese Valentine’s Day, that’s not okay.

“Are you trying to make Qingyu misunderstand us even more deeply?

It seems like you really want us to get divorced,” Ye Shikai rolled his eyes at Luo Shiqi.

“If you divorce her, I’ll take you,” replied Luo Shiqi with sudden enthusiasm upon hearing about divorce, while Ye Shikai was embarrassed.

Had she never heard the saying it’s better to demolish a temple than to destroy a marriage?

How could she have such a dark mentality?

Luo Shiqi’s eyes flickered, a sly smile crept onto her face.

“How about we make a bet?” She teased Ye Shikai with her fair index finger, challenging him.

“Let’s hear it.

I’m not bragging, but I’ve never lost a bet,” Ye Shikai said, sitting down opposite Luo Shiqi.

Even in the past, when he played Russian roulette, he never blinked, and Lady Luck favored him, walking on the edge of danger unscathed and thriving against all odds.

“Prepare a gift.

If Qingyu initiates giving you a gift on Chinese Valentine’s Day, give it to her.

If not, you give it to me.

How about it, dare to take the bet?” Luo Shiqi clasped her hands together, looking relaxed.

She was certain that Su Qingyu would never give Ye Shikai a gift.

“Let me think about it…” After hearing Luo Shiqi’s words, Ye Shikai hesitated.

This bet seemed more about trusting Su Qingyu than betting on the gift itself.

The real heartache would be if Su Qingyu didn’t have him in her heart at all.

“So, don’t you trust her?

What happened to the deep feelings you touted?” Luo Shiqi spoke indifferently, her tone containing some disdain, not for Ye Shikai but for Su Qingyu.

“Alright, I’ll take the bet,” Ye Shikai said after a moment of contemplation, raising his head resolutely.

“What about the stakes?

There has to be something to bet on.”

Luo Shiqi revealed a relieved smile and chuckled, “Nah, it’s not necessary.

I think, for you, the outcome of this bet is far more important than the stakes.” Luo Shiqi implied that the bet was entirely a test for Su Qingyu.

The atmosphere became tense as the issue weighed heavily on Ye Shikai’s mind.

“Alright, let it be,” Ye Shikai said, somewhat listlessly picking up a project plan from the desk and leaving the office.

Watching his dejected figure, Luo Shiqi felt a twinge of pity as she watched Ye Shikai slowly disappear from view through the floor-to-ceiling windows…

“Achoo.” In the office of Tianya Group, Su Qingyu suddenly sneezed, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

“Sis, do you think you’ve caught a cold?” A woman stood up from the couch, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to Su Qingyu.

It was none other than Su Ziqing, who, having finished her school affairs, had come to the company to find Su Qingyu out of boredom.

“Maybe, it’s a bit chilly today,” said Su Qingyu as she took a napkin, speaking lightly.

“Sis, do you know why your husband took a leave today?”

“He said he was going to the airport to see someone off, what about it?” Su Qingyu didn’t look up, continuing to review the documents.

“Who goes to the airport to see someone off so early?

And, Ye Shikai doesn’t seem to have friends in Yanjing, right?

I bet he’s definitely seeing off a woman.” Su Ziqing huffed, speaking to Su Qingyu.

Hearing this, a glint of unusual emotion flashed across Su Qingyu’s normally calm face.

Upon reflection, Su Ziqing’s words did seem quite reasonable—as the saying goes, no one gets up early without good reason.

And the first person Su Qingyu thought of was Luo Shiqi, a woman who had recently been getting quite close to Ye Shikai, and who was known in Yanjing as a notorious femme fatale.

But Luo Shiqi shouldn’t have left Yanjing recently, so who was Ye Shikai seeing off at the airport?

“Sis, do you know what day it is tomorrow?” Suddenly, Su Ziqing asked mysteriously.

“What day is it?” Su Qingyu straightened out the documents, looking up at Su Ziqing.

“It’s Chinese Valentine’s Day, sis.

You didn’t know?” Su Qingyu showed a surprised expression, which quickly turned into a look of distress.

“Now our school is full of couples flaunting their love.”

“Hehe, you could also find a boyfriend.

I’ve heard you are the campus belle at Yanjing University.

How could you not find one?” Su Qingyu smiled warmly.

“You were also the campus belle back then, but you didn’t find a boyfriend either,” Su Ziqing mumbled.

Both sisters had high standards—there had been more suitors for Su Qingyu than for Su Ziqing, but Su Qingyu, with her high standards, always coldly rejected them.

“So, seen anyone you like?” Su Qingyu teased, while Su Ziqing’s face turned red.

The moment Su Qingyu had asked her, Ye Shikai’s face had unexpectedly popped into her mind…

“Not at all, what I meant to say was…

Did you buy a present for your husband for tomorrow?” Su Ziqing said petulantly, quickly changing the subject.

“Uh, no, I only remembered that tomorrow is Chinese Valentine’s Day after you mentioned it,” Su Qingyu’s cheeks reddened.

Truth be told, she had never celebrated Chinese Valentine’s Day all these years, plus there was a ton of work to be done; who had the time for that?

“That won’t do.

Let’s go, I’ll take you to pick out a present.” Su Ziqing grabbed Su Qingyu’s arm and started pulling her toward the door.

“All right, but take it easy,” Su Qingyu said, glancing at the pile of processed documents before leaving the office with Su Ziqing.

“Ladies and gentlemen, hello, our flight will be landing shortly…” At that moment, Ji Qian was sitting alone in the first class of the plane, silently gazing at the land below, her eyes filled with boundless sorrow.

“Ma’am, the plane will land soon, please get ready.” Suddenly, a flight attendant walked in and politely spoke to Ji Qian.

“Tang…

Yun.” Ji Qian looked at the flight attendant’s name tag and murmured.