The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 391

That asshole!

"What do you want!"

Ye Tian had a short temper too, and seeing him only made it worse, "What’s it to you? I’m not even in your way!"

"You’re an eyesore!"

"I haven’t said you’re an eyesore yet. You’re just looking for trouble, aren’t you!"

"I wouldn’t bother with someone like you. What are you, anyway!"

That pretty much ended the conversation.

Ye Tian rolled up his sleeves, but feeling a bit cold, he just rolled up the sleeves of his coat and pulled down the clothes underneath.

Zheng Sanpao glared at this guy, his anger growing, and rolled up his sleeves directly, "Looking for a fight?"

"Scared of you!"

The two glared at each other, squaring off on the street.

Ye Tian was just hungry, went out to buy some food, walking back with two bundles of sesame seed cakes when he ran into this stubborn and tough old man. He wanted to avoid him but couldn’t swallow his pride. Why should he avoid him? If anyone should be avoiding, it should be him. Last time he almost got stabbed, and this time he won’t let him off easy either.

"Where have you hidden my son?"

Ye Tian was stunned, who the hell knows where your son is! Are you fucking crazy!

Seeing Ye Tian not answering, just standing there fuming, Zheng Sanpao became even more convinced that this guy was secretly retaliating and that his two sons had likely fallen victim to this man’s treachery. Damn it, I’ve finally found a lead, maybe that director is in cahoots with this guy.

"It was you who made my boys disappear! Wasn’t it?"

Zheng Sanpao started pointing at Ye Tian’s nose, cursing vehemently, saying things that a man over sixty shouldn’t be saying. Ye Tian wanted to curse back, but considering the situation, he thought of Zhou Aiguo and his wife living in the big, crowded courtyard. Could this old guy also be here to scam on the street? Ye Tian’s face showed a pensive look, while also feeling pleased with his own astute thinking, "Trying to scam me? Go back and work on your cultivation a bit more!"

Ye Tian tried to dodge aside, but Zheng Sanpao moved and blocked his way. Tried again, and still blocked.

"What now, old man? I’m only letting you off easy because you’re older, do you really want me to beat you up right outside the police station and then you’d drag me inside to scam me, is that it? These little tricks of yours, I stopped playing with them when I was three. Just save it, better go home, wash up, and get to bed."

Ye Tian gestured with his hand, feigning understanding, trying to persuade Zheng Sanpao to go home. He didn’t expect Zheng Sanpao to make a scene in the middle of the street, what the hell is this!

Hearing about the police station, Zheng Sanpao became even more furious, convinced that the boy was definitely targeting the station. Both his sons had vanished because of him, and now he was sure the boy wanted to conspire with the chief from before to finish off him and his wife too, so he could forcibly take over their quadrangle house. That’s it, that’s it! Zheng Sanpao felt he had figured everything out, his mind suddenly becoming clear, while his loathing for the despicable wretch before him intensified - he was a locust that sucked the marrow from human bones!

"Are you satisfied only when I’m dead? Ye Tian, let me make it clear today, I, Zheng Sanpao, have been a tough guy all my life, never kowtowed to anyone. If you dare to crack my skull today, I’ll admit you’ve got guts. If not, better hand over my two sons right now! Let’s call it even then!"

Lunatic.

Ye Tian ignored him, continuing to walk on, but Zheng Sanpao still blocked his way, sticking his head forward, "Come on then! Crack open my head today, and I’ll submit. Otherwise, don’t even think about leaving!"

As more and more onlookers gathered, whispering comments began to circulate. It was evident that people from the three streets and five alleys knew Zheng Sanpao; not to mention, at least a dozen people were calling him by the name "Zheng Sanpao."

Ye Tian eyed the bald man before him, not knowing what to do or what the man was plotting, watching helplessly as he pointed at his own head with the dog skin cap in hand, shouting "Come on!"

Suddenly, Ye Tian thought of what he had just said.

Both sons gone. How did it become both sons? Could it be that Zheng Dazhi was also missing? Ye Tian realized that Zheng Sanpao was probably not feigning insanity. A person pretending to be crazy wouldn’t claim their twenty or thirty-year-old sons had been abducted - how big of a hole would they need in their brains to say something like that?

Ye Tian grabbed his shoulder, not caring about the flatbread anymore, which he tossed aside and was snatched up by a dog. "Come with me."

Regardless of the onlookers, Ye Tian pulled Zheng Sanpao back to the hotel where he was staying. Along the way, several acquaintances greeted them and were met with Zheng Sanpao’s fierce glare, which even Ye Tian found hard to ignore.

"People say hi to you, and you still cop an attitude?"

"Mind your own business!"

"Get lost, if it weren’t for your old ass, I would have twisted your head off already."

The harsh words seemed to stun Zheng Sanpao, but he quickly stiffened his neck and stared defiantly back; Ye Tian couldn’t be bothered and dragged him into the hotel.

Once inside, he threw Zheng Sanpao into the room, closed the door, and began to question him,

"Alright, spill it. Why are you pinning your sons’ issues on me? Have I ever wronged you? Even if I did hit you, didn’t you start it?"

"Humph, don’t play those games with me. It’s you who caused my sons’ disappearance; they went missing exactly when you did."

"How did I go missing? Why do I have to be seen by you? Who are you to me – are we relatives, to begin with? Gone missing, are you scripting a drama here?"

"You care so much about He Biandan’s family affairs – then suddenly there’s no one. You’ve always been about dealing out justice. We’re the ones you have a problem with, the He family. So what? If there’s an issue, come at us directly, why resort to underhanded tricks? Ye Tian, I’ve seen it clear now; you’re just a petty schemer!"

Ye Tian took out a cigarette, lit one for himself, and didn’t offer one to him.

"These things you’re saying, I don’t know about them. And your sons aren’t idiots – like father like son, you must know what kind of people they are. Even if it came down to a desperate fight, they wouldn’t just let themselves be captured by me for nothing. And even if I did take them, to what end? Even if I killed them, what would I gain? Some kind of satisfaction? If I relied on murder for satisfaction, how did I even make it this far? Think about it. And it’s not about how I could have done it; even if..."