The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 385

When Ye Tian saw that Volvo, his mood suddenly sank. This girl was dead set on dragging him down with her. "You kids have your fun, but why drag me into it?"

"The car was brought here by you, so of course, you should be the one to take it back."

Yeah, right, as if I don’t know you, trying to use me as a human shield!

Even though that’s what he thought, he didn’t dare to say it out loud, "Miss Mo, look, here’s the thing. I’ve also got something really urgent to deal with, so, how about this... you see..."

The rest of his words were swallowed back after a fierce glare from Mo Yu, strangling them down to his stomach.

"Get in the car! Let’s go! If you embarrass me or don’t cooperate, I’ll kill you when we get back!"

"So, I’m supposed to just take you back, and you also want me to keep taking bullets for you, huh? You just can’t be satisfied until you’ve sucked me dry, can you?"

Sucked dry?

Ye Tian’s expression became rather uncomfortable. Clearly, Mo Yu didn’t catch his drift, but seeing his expression, she too felt awkward in an instant, "For you to be such a pervert! For you to be so indecent! For you to have no shame! You..."

The alley was filled with a cacophony of ghostly howls and wolfish wails once more.

Ye Tian’s backpack was on the back seat, a simple and dirty one that looked quite pitiful. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"Is that backpack your kid’s?"

"Ah? Oh," Ye Tian realized she was probably referring to He Ku, "Yes, that’s the kid’s. The one at your grandfather’s place. But he’s not my child, he’s a friend’s."

"Hmph!" Mo Yu obviously didn’t believe him, her expression clearly labeling him as a shameless, lecherous scumbag.

Ye Tian didn’t care what she thought. He asked, "Hey, how come I didn’t see him in the room when I got up this morning? Where did he go?"

"I don’t know. Looks like he went out to buy stuff. Don’t worry, you won’t lose your son. Why so anxious?"

Ye Tian moved his lips but said nothing.

Under Mo Yu’s lead, they drove along the Second Ring Road until they reached the city center. You could vaguely see the old city tower, but it was all blurred by the heavy smog.

"It’s not like the weather’s great, where do you guys get the mood to go out for food..."

The rest of his sentence was cut short by another sharp glance from Mo Yu.

Passing by the Second Foreign Language College, Ye Tian saw He Ku’s school, and not far from it was the Film Academy. People were squatting in front of it, some eating their lunch from boxes, some holding signboards waiting for work, and others shouting with signs, surrounded by a crowd gathering around.

"Those are people looking for extras, right?"

"Yeah. Why, you interested? I bet if you went there, you’d only be fit for the role of a traitor, and even then, you wouldn’t show your face when you die."

Great, just look at how mean this girl’s mouth is, dead and still nameless!

They finally arrived at the Beiping Hotel and parked the car at the parking space outside. The cars around here were pretty low-key.

"Cars in Beiping don’t run as good as those in the other places," he commented.

Mo Yu gave him a look, "During the crackdown, do you really think every place is like where you come from, all fancy cars? Please!"

"I’ll shut up then, alright?"

Every time he spoke, he got nagged, so Ye Tian got lazy to talk further, he shrunk his head in annoyance, looking pitifully sorry for himself.

"Hey, we’ve arrived, your car is parked at the door. We’re leaving soon..."

As he was speaking, Chen Yu already appeared at the entrance, holding a cellphone to his ear, "Brother Ye Tian, how’s the car?"

"Not bad, just accidentally bumped it a couple of times. If you’re not satisfied, I can drive it to the 4S shop later to get it fixed. But in my opinion, it’s really nothing. Just a bit of paint scraped off, a touch-up pen can easily sort it out, and this dent here, just knock it out with a hammer and it’s fine, won’t affect the looks. I’ll pay for it, okay? That’s settled then, we’re leaving."

Mo Yu blurted out a rapid-fire burst of words, sounding almost like she was afraid Chen Yu was going to con her, yet he hadn’t even said a word yet.

"Yu, do you really dislike being with me that much? It’s just a meal, we’re all friends, it’s just eating, no other intentions. Brother Ye, am I right?"

"Ah? I’ll listen to her."

Mo Yu gave him a look, how pathetic you are!

Chen Yu then turned to Mo Yu, "I’m heading abroad tomorrow, consider it as a send-off meal from you, how about that? Even if not for my sake, at least for the sake of my car."

Mo Yu looked back at the Volvo with its missing paint and dented front, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Ah well, just have a meal with him. With this scoundrel here, there was nothing to fear, hmph!

"Let’s go, consider it your send-off then."

At the Beiping Restaurant, Peony Pavilion.

It’s a small private room, not flashy or nouveau riche, nor does it give off the sense of sudden wealth. Only simple furnishings and décor, but not lacking in elegance and sophistication. Compared to the refined chic of the private room, Ye Tian’s old-fashioned coat seemed rather outdated, rather like blue and white porcelain matched with sweet and sour meatballs.

"Brother Ye Tian, I raise this glass to you."

Chen Yu raised his glass towards Ye Tian, who, bemused, asked with a smile, "Brother, what’s the occasion?"

Mo Yu just wanted to bury her head under the table, what a bumpkin, why did she bring him along!

"When we left the airport that day, I kept following behind. I witnessed your driving, and I, Chen Yu, truly admire your skills. So, this glass, I’d like to toast to you!"

Oh, so that’s it.

Without a second thought, Ye Tian, who can be quite trivial on one hand and incredibly naive on the other, not the type to be wary of others, saw this young man merely as a kid chasing after Mo Yu, and believed they were just playing games, not worth fussing over.

Ye Tian chose to drink first as a show of respect, gulping down his drink with a tsk-tsk sound.

Chen Yu was taken aback for a moment but then also promptly finished his drink. By the time he refilled his glass, Ye Tian had already sealed the opening of his own with his hand, "I can’t, I can’t drink anymore. I drove here."

"Just take a taxi later."

Mo Yu, not wanting to miss the fun, threw in a comment – the misery was going to be this jerk’s, after all.

Alright then, keep drinking.

They continued drinking until the end, polishing off a bottle of Wuliangye, a bottle of Moutai, and later even a bottle of XO. Ye Tian felt this liquor was not as good as Er Guotou, but Chen Yu said, this was the national drink of the United States, once gifted by Elizabeth to the Brazilian president Sindra, and then guzzled by Napoleon. Drunk, he lost the battle of Waterloo, and then...

And then Chen Yu collapsed on the table, motionless.