Liu Jing

Chapter 19 Boss, do you want me to be rude or polite

She asked me to dress plainly, so there must be a reason.

I guessed it was because her family disliked wealthy idlers and the like. So I decided to do the opposite, dressing as luxuriously as possible, and acting as profligate as I could be.

Ning Beichen quickly made up his mind.

Soon, it was the weekend.

Liu Yilin was already getting impatient.

Ning Beichen had said he was going out to handle some small matters, but he hadn't returned yet.

"Could something have happened to this guy?"

"Did he get hit by a car?"

"Or was he robbed?"

"Impossible. This guy would be lucky if he wasn't robbing others, and with his skills, a car would hardly be able to hit him, right?"

"Maybe he fell into a sewer."

Liu Yilin imagined Ning Beichen, covered in grime and climbing out of a sewer, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Boss, what are you grinning about?"

Just as Liu Yilin was laughing uncontrollably, Ning Beichen's voice came from behind her.

"You… are Ning Beichen!"

Liu Yilin turned around and saw Ning Beichen, dressed like a dandy, standing ostentatiously in front of a limited edition Bugatti Veyron supercar.

"Boss, it's me. How do I look? I followed your instructions and specially borrowed a set of clothes. I promise I won't embarrass you. Oh, and this car is also rented. It costs a thousand a day, boss. Remember to reimburse me!"

Ning Beichen said to Liu Yilin with a pained expression.

Liu Yilin looked at Ning Beichen and the flashy Bugatti Veyron in front of her, and felt her blood pressure soaring.

"Didn't I tell you to dress plainly?"

Liu Yilin said, barely suppressing her anger.

"Boss, I did follow your instructions. I thought since you are so wealthy, your family must also be of high standing. You asked me to dress plainly, likely because you were worried I would embarrass you."

"So I specifically found a friend to borrow some clothes from, and rented a supercar. This way, your family won't look down on me. After all, you're so amazing, boss, and as your bodyguard, I can't be too shabby."

"Oh, and I've also prepared a gift."

Ning Beichen presented a beautifully wrapped gift box. What was inside was likely known only to him.

Liu Yilin's liver ached with frustration. Did this guy really understand her words like that?

"Fine, do as you please."

Liu Yilin decided to give up on trying to change him, and there wasn't enough time anyway.

"Alright, boss. Boss, please get in."

Ning Beichen raised the Bugatti Veyron's dihedral doors and invited Liu Yilin to get in.

There were many people watching at the entrance. Liu Yilin suppressed the urge to kill and got into the passenger seat of the Bugatti Veyron.

Vroom!

Vroom vroom!

Vroom vroom vroom!

With a roar that seemed to shake the street, the Bugatti Veyron shot forward. The powerful acceleration pressed Liu Yilin tightly against the seat.

Having driven large vehicles overseas, Ning Beichen saw this Bugatti Veyron as nothing more than a toy. If it weren't for the prohibition of speeding here, the cars behind wouldn't even see his taillights.

"Ah! Slow down, drive slower..."

Liu Yilin was so nervous her face turned pale, and she kept urging Ning Beichen to slow down.

Ning Beichen, who had just enjoyed himself, gradually reduced the speed, looking a bit regretful, reminiscing about his wild days of racing in the desert, on the grasslands, and in the canyons.

Not long after, Ning Beichen drove to Liu Yilin's parents' house.

From the outside, her parents' house appeared very low-key and simple. However, upon entering, perceptive individuals would notice that it exuded wealth and substance.

Not to mention anything else, the rock garden with a viewing pond was a masterpiece by a famous artist, and the goldfish in the pond were of expensive and very rare breeds.

Ning Beichen recognized one of them as a "Shi Duan Jin" (Ten-Segment Brocade) golden fish. A single fish of this type, just three fingers wide, would normally sell for at least a hundred thousand yuan.

"At least," not "only sold for a hundred thousand." Some goldfish with better appearance and breed could fetch over a million yuan.

And this was just the tip of the iceberg in the courtyard. Other architectural features, plants, and flowers were equally extraordinary, and not something an ordinary family could afford.

However, to those without discerning eyes, the courtyard appeared ordinary. The goldfish were just goldfish, no different from those sold on the street for five yuan each.

The viewing rockeries were just worthless stones, and the notion of famous designers was non-existent.

"Boss, should I act crude or refined when we go in?"

Ning Beichen asked Liu Yilin.

"Whatever you want."

Liu Yilin had no mood to discuss such matters with him.

"Don't speak carelessly once we go inside. Remember, your identity is my bodyguard. Don't even think about changing anything; you won't succeed."

Liu Yilin said to Ning Beichen.

It was clear she had a hidden meaning, warning Ning Beichen not to harbor any fantasies about her.

"I am your boss's bodyguard."

Ning Beichen replied, feeling a bit annoyed that Liu Yilin had stolen his line. That was a statement he should have made.

He should have said, "I, Ning Beichen, am a man you, Liu Yilin, will never have."

"Hello, Miss."

Liu Yilin led Ning Beichen inside. Along the way, they saw many servants greet her.

"Cousin, it's really you! I thought you wouldn't be coming today."

Just then, a few young people emerged from the garden. Upon seeing Liu Yilin, they immediately came to greet her.

However, their gaze was more focused on Ning Beichen behind her.

They had seen that gossip entertainment report. They hadn't expected the sensational news reported there to be true, and that Liu Yilin would bring him home.

But when they saw Ning Beichen's attire, they showed a disdainful expression.

Although Ning Beichen was dressed decently and had a decent demeanor, a pauper was still a pauper. Even if he wore a dragon robe, he wouldn't look like a prince.

One of the young men walked up to Ning Beichen and looked at him provocatively.

"You're the man who made my cousin and other women fight over you? You don't seem like much."

"You've misunderstood. I'm just your cousin's bodyguard."

Ning Beichen replied, touching his nose.

"Heh, you've brought him home for dinner, and you're still saying this?"

The man said dismissively.

"Right, you said you're a bodyguard, so you must know some martial arts. I've learned a bit of Taekwondo myself. How about we spar?"

"I'm sorry, martial arts are for protection, not for performance."

Ning Beichen said righteously.

"Tch!"

"If you don't dare, just say so. Why make such lofty excuses?"

The man sneered.