The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 375

As for the unexpected third-party joining in, Ye Tian was no longer polite and drove straight into the other car. However, the Volkswagen’s horsepower was small, and its quality was shabby, not matching the Land Cruiser at all. After a few hits, the other car was unaffected. Ye Tian’s face burned with frustration, feeling incredibly frustrated!

"Hey, kiddo!"

"You’re the kiddo!"

Ye Tian was taken aback, thinking to himself, mine definitely isn’t small. Then he asked, "Are you afraid of dying!"

Mo Yu looked at the cars front and back charging aggressively, nodded and said, "Afraid!"

Ye Tian nodded, "Yeah, me too!"

He slammed on the brakes, and with the sudden stop of the four wheels, two long black marks were left on the ground, and a burnt smell came from inside the car.

"This is from the brake pads overheating, it won’t burn you!"

Looking at Mo Yu’s terrified face, Ye Tian said disdainfully, he really couldn’t believe that the girl who drove the red Ferrari initially knew nothing about cars.

The cars behind clearly didn’t expect Ye Tian to end things in a do-or-die manner. They panicked; though their vehicles were SUVs, at such high speeds, it was very likely to end in destruction and death. Instinctively, their right foot hit the brakes. And this instinctive move gave Ye Tian the time and space he needed. With an open front and some room behind, Ye Tian sharply turned the steering wheel to the right, and the car sprinted like a startled rabbit in the wild.

Those two cars immediately realized they had been tricked. By the time they tried to catch up, the dense traffic had already blocked their path. At this moment, the small size and high agility of the POLO became apparent. It swiftly weaved through the traffic and disappeared in no time.

The car stopped in front of the alley outside King Mansion; the alley was too narrow to drive through. Ye Tian asked Mo Yu if she wanted to go in, and Mo Yu said to go ahead and watch out for her for a while. Ye Tian agreed.

The two walked into the courtyard, and the guard opened the door. Seeing Mo Yu, he paused, then looked at Ye Tian and said, "Come in, the old chief is watching TV inside."

Mo Yu snorted coldly and then strode menacingly into the house. Ye Tian, curious to see what the fuss was about, hurriedly followed to see how Old Man Mo was getting embarrassed. Sure enough, upon entering the house, he saw the old man snuggled on the sofa with the remote control, watching "My Fair Princess."

"Old Man Mo, it’s quite warm inside, watching TV comfortably, huh?"

"Hehe, not bad."

Old Man Mo smiled, his face full of wrinkles squeezing together, like a chrysanthemum.

"Then do you know your granddaughter almost froze to death coming back from Shanghai? Do you know she almost got killed in a car accident when she returned? Do you know how much hardship she’s endured, how much suffering she’s experienced? Do you know your subordinate almost...almost harassed me! No, not almost, he did harass me!"

Ye Tian immediately felt he was just asking for trouble, why on earth did he follow this little devil here, so idle! He turned to leave but was stopped by the old man.

"Ye, I asked you to pick up my granddaughter, how did things turn out like this, what did you do! Ah, that, that Yu, did your sister call you, when will she be back?"

"Don’t even try, don’t change the subject. Tell me, what are we going to do about today’s situation?!"

Mo Yu was fuming as she sat on the bed, threw the bag off her shoulders, and then lay flat on the kang, looking exactly like Mo Yan—a twin sister for sure. It’s just that her chest...was a bit small. Still, it was enough.

Thinking of this, Ye Tian couldn’t help but clench his fist and subconsciously made a gesture.

"Kid, what are you looking at! What are you thinking!" Mo Yu, seeing Ye Tian’s gaze scanning over her body with ill intentions, was infuriated, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. You men...huh! All the same!"

Ye Tian and Old Man Mo silently lowered their heads.

...

Ye Tian returned to Thief Saint’s home. By evening, except for the residential area, all gates in the courtyard were closed early. Ye Tian didn’t even bother knocking, he directly climbed over the wall. A kid saw him and started shouting, saying he saw Spiderman.

Chuanzi saw Ye Tian and asked, "How did things go?"

"Hard to say. Some people are helping us, while others are harming us. It’s unclear what’s really going on."

"People are helping us?"

Ye Tian nodded but said nothing. He was not sure who these helpful people really were, what their intentions might be, or if these ’good’ people had ulterior motives. Making any promises to Chuanzi at this moment was the most uncertain thing. Rather than fostering hope only to see it dashed again, it was better to say nothing at all.

The old man came out of the house and said, "Have you eaten? If not, heat up the leftovers; all good stuff. If not enough, let’s simmer a pot of wine, make do and eat something first."

"Alright," Ye Tian thought for a moment and then stopped the old man to have a drink with him.

The old man thought about it, took a puff from his cigarette pouch, and said, "Alright, let’s have a bit to drink, to warm up in this cold winter."

The three of them sat down, each with a cup. In the middle, a pot was heating water, with a bottle of Laobaigan in it.

A plate of peanuts, a plate of pig’s head meat, and another of pork stew with glass noodles.

"Old man, I’ll drink with you.

Ye Tian raised his glass and said, "No matter what, we are now wandering helplessly. You taking us in shows your respect for us. We remember this kindness. Here’s to you."

The old man smiled merrily, raised his glass, touched cups with Chuanzi and Ye Tian, and with a swoosh, downed his drink, a fiery sensation spreading through his body.

After a drink, Ye Tian’s spirit was lifted, and he asked, "Old man, you haven’t told me your honorary title yet? Are you really the great-grandson of Shi Qian?"

The old man tipped his head back, thought for a moment, took a peanut and put it in his mouth, "Hmm, let me think. My master mentioned to me that among my peers, everyone honors Shi Qian as the Grandmaster. It’s unknown, though, that Shi Qian also had a master. But his name and age are not recorded, so we let it be. Moreover, folk tales and such extol Shi Qian, so the title of Grandmaster fell to him. As for the great-grandson matter, actually, it’s not true. My surname is Yu, with a single given name, Er. Later, following my master traveling north and south learning skills, I’ve seen lows and enjoyed riches. Overall, the proudest thing in my life is not mastering skills, but feeling that, looking back on my life, I have no regrets."