The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 373

They all have higher education backgrounds, well versed in both domestic and international affairs. Maybe they’re not the most handsome or the suavest, but their ability to control the overall situation is top-notch. No matter where you put them, they are undeniably the protagonists of the future, their extraordinary foresight and profound professional knowledge being their key assets to victory.

These seemingly nonchalant individuals are the future backbone of Huaxia.

They are absolutely not as incompetent as outsiders might imagine.

At the same time, Ye Tian was pondering why Mo Yu refused to accept others’ reasons. Issues of family background? Personality mismatch? Neither seemed a valid reason for refusal. Ye Tian glanced back at Mo Yu following behind him, this guy had been utterly indifferent from start to end, as if he couldn’t wait for the next snow to freeze everyone solid.

"Do you really dislike them that much?" Ye Tian quietly asked in a probing manner.

Mo Yu glanced at him, rolling her eyes, "Yes. If you can teach them a lesson, I’ll meet all your conditions."

"Even a hotel room?" "Hmph. You can try."

Forget it. I’d rather go play for the same team than sleep with you.

Ye Tian, unwilling to let it go, questioned, "Seriously, I don’t like them either. If you make me a promise, I can help you beat them at their own game."

"Really?"

"A gentleman’s word, a horse that cannot be pursued!"

"Forget it! What kind of gentleman are you!"

Ye Tian’s old face turned beet red, "Just tell me if you agree or not." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

After walking in silence for a while, until Chen Yu mentioned splitting the cars, did Mo Yu finally nod her head vigorously, "If you can leave them in the dust, I’ll agree!"

"Deal!"

Getting Old Man Mo to agree to do something for him was more difficult than reaching the heavens, but now, having someone better to assist him could save him a lot more trouble. Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, if he helped her, at least she would owe him a favor.

Debts can be paid off, but a favor owed must be compensated sufficiently.

Ye Tian wanted to give her such a favor.

In front of him were the crème de la crème, but he wasn’t just all talk. Standing out in any aspect, how could he lose to a bunch of superficial young masters?

"Ye didn’t bring a car?" Chen Yu asked.

Ye Tian shook his head, "Haven’t bought one yet."

Chen Yu narrowed his eyes and then said, "It’s not easy to catch a cab here. How about driving this Volvo? I’ll squeeze into another car with the guys."

Ye Tian immediately responded, "Oh yes, please. The keys?"

Mo Yu had the urge to kick him there and then. What kind of person was he, accepting a car when offered, and what would he do if offered a woman next?

What Mo Yu didn’t know was that if Chen Yu really gave Ye Tian a woman, he would accept without hesitation, and wouldn’t even utter a word of thanks.

He was just that straightforward and honest!

Ye Tian pulled Mo Yu into the Volvo in the front row, while Chen Yu and the others piled into a Hyundai. But as soon as Ye Tian placed his hand on the steering wheel, he immediately felt the soul of the car. Ye Tian asked with excitement, "Miss Mo, where should we go now?"

Mo Yu replied indifferently, "Wherever doesn’t matter. What’s important is that I’m in a very bad mood right now. Just shake off those people behind us quickly."

Ye Tian gradually pressed harder on the accelerator, the car roaring like a wild beast—the soul of the vehicle had fully returned. In the back seat, Chen Yu was stunned; he knew the car’s performance, but why was it that while docile as a lamb in his hands, it became a fierce beast with Ye Tian?

In an instant, the Volvo sped away!

An expert is revealed by their stroke.

When the Volvo roared for the first time, Chen Yu’s hand on the steering wheel was already throbbing. A roar only a master could produce. With the most ordinary machine, achieving the best performance and the fastest speed, extracting the greatest and even exceeding the inherent potential within the limited equipment. This was the definition of a master.

Chen Yu was in a Volkswagen, driving. Sitting beside him was a fatty, surnamed Huang, everyone called him Fatty Huang.

Chen Yu called out to get ready, and then the car shot forward like a wild horse off its reins, pushing towards the Volvo ahead. Fatty Huang’s face tensed, and if you looked closely, you could see the gleam in his eyes.

"Boss, can’t we do this every time? He’s just a minor hoodlum, is it really necessary?"

Chen Yu was excited, watching the Volvo ahead, "Fatty, you don’t understand. I’m well aware of my car, I know what speed it can reach and what kinds of drift it can pull off are within my expectations, but in this guy’s hands, I feel that my car is performing significantly better than when I’m driving it. Do you know the reason why?"

Fatty Huang grimaced, "Because you’re an idiot."

Chen Yu pressed the accelerator hard, Fatty Huang’s head banged heavily against the seat, his cheeks jiggling, as if expressing his silent agony.

A few bright lights passed by, and the three cars sped off in an instant. The security guards standing at the airport entrance watched the cars and shook their heads, then continued patrolling. They had seen many of these young men street racing. The location of the airport itself was a spacious area with convenient express lanes, practically a natural racetrack. Although there were policies in place, those rules might govern others, but for certain groups of people, they merely provided an arena for them.

Ye Tian’s Volvo was leading, with Chen Yu’s Volkswagen closely behind, and the car behind gradually losing pace. It wasn’t a problem with horsepower, but a shortfall in driving skill; each turn left them further behind the leaders, rendering catching up impossible; they could only watch helplessly as they were left further and further behind.

Once they exited the airport and hit the expressway, the performance of the two cars was instantly unleashed.

"Do you have a thing with my sister?"

The car shook violently, swerving and nearly crashing into the white guardrail.

Ye Tian looked at Mo Yu in the passenger seat, "What nonsense are you spewing, Ye! If you want to die, just say so!"

"Hmph, you two definitely have something going on! Otherwise, why wouldn’t she tell me. We agreed to share everything. Hmph! Don’t think you can fool me!"