"Boss, let's go back. Otherwise, your sister will really start to worry about you."
Ning Beichen didn't want to waste time explaining. He drove away with Liu Yilin.
As for the people who had kidnapped Liu Yilin, Ning Beichen didn't tell her that they would never appear in this world again.
Liu Yilin nodded. She didn't want to stay in this place for even a second longer. Once in the car, Ning Beichen quickly drove away from the dock area.
Fortunately, it was just an old dock, and there wasn't too much noise. No one knew what had happened on that ship.
"Ning Beichen, do you think... I should call the police?"
In the car, Liu Yilin asked Ning Beichen.
"Boss, even if you call the police, it won't do much good. At most, they'll come to investigate, check surveillance footage, and take a few statements."
"The people you're dealing with have unclear identities and backgrounds. I suspect they are overseas forces. It'll be difficult to find anything useful. With me around, you don't need to worry."
Ning Beichen wasn't stopping her, but sharing his experience. How she acted was up to her.
Liu Yilin was no fool. With an IQ of 230, she easily understood Ning Beichen's meaning and quickly realized he was right.
"Ning Beichen, then do you think... I should hire more bodyguards?"
Liu Yilin continued to ask, feeling that the recent events had put her in danger.
"Ordinary bodyguards can't deal with those people. No matter how many you hire, they're not as useful as I am. You might as well give me that money."
Ning Beichen said dismissively.
Just like what happened tonight, without someone with Ning Beichen's strength, what could those bodyguards without weapons possibly do?
"Bragging. Is that how you praise yourself? So you're not an ordinary bodyguard? Let me see if you have three heads and six arms, or if you have superpowers."
Liu Yilin rolled her eyes at him.
"Heh, boss, aren't I just trying to put your mind at ease?"
Ning Beichen's face didn't change color, and he showed no signs of embarrassment.
"Ning Beichen, thank you."
After a moment of silence, Liu Yilin suddenly spoke to Ning Beichen to thank him.
She wasn't heartless. Although Ning Beichen was a bodyguard, he had saved her multiple times at great personal risk, and she had seen it. He had also helped her retrieve her most important documents. It was impossible not to be moved.
"What's there to thank? You're the boss, and I'm your bodyguard. Protecting you is my responsibility. If I fail to protect you and something happens to you, then it's my failure."
Ning Beichen said nonchalantly as he drove.
Liu Yilin looked at Ning Beichen with some emotion. Although this guy seemed unreliable, he always appeared by your side when you needed him, making you feel safe.
"By the way, when we get back, don't mention this to my sister. I don't want her to worry."
Liu Yilin said.
"Okay, boss, I understand."
Ning Beichen replied.
Soon, they returned home, as if nothing had happened. It was as if Ning Beichen saving her just now was merely a dream.
Liu Yixin, of course, was unaware of these events. Seeing her sister return so late, she was a little unhappy. After some comforting from Liu Yilin, she became happy and took her sister's hand to go upstairs to chat.
Ning Beichen shook his head helplessly. He went into the kitchen and, using the limited ingredients, made a simple meal. Then he called them down to eat.
Liu Yilin sat down habitually, but her sister Liu Yixin refused.
"Sister, it's rare for me to come back. Can't you take me out to eat something good and have some fun?"
Liu Yilin had always doted on her sister and could only give Ning Beichen an apologetic look, as he had painstakingly prepared the meal.
"It's alright. If the second young lady wants to go out to eat, then let's go."
Although Ning Beichen was a little displeased, he didn't say anything. After all, it was normal for the eldest young lady to look down on his cooking.
He didn't mind that she wouldn't eat it. How many women in this world would give anything for a meal personally prepared by Ning Beichen?
In fact, it wasn't a good time to go out. Liu Yilin had just survived a dangerous ordeal and was still shaken. However, her sister Liu Yixin didn't know this, and her sister had no intention of telling her.
"Boss, I'll go to the garage to get the car."
Ning Beichen wiped his hands, put on his coat, and went to the garage to get the car.
After eating their fill, Liu Yixin suddenly brought up going to a KTV to sing. Ning Beichen had no choice but to drive them to a KTV.
Bringing two beautiful women to such a place, Ning Beichen only hoped for minimal trouble, as today had already been troublesome enough.
However, as fate would have it, his premonition came true.
While they were singing in a private room, a server suddenly entered with a few fruit platters and a bottle of fine wine, saying they were sent by guests from the next room.
"Take it away. We can buy our own."
Liu Yixin said disdainfully to the server.
"Miss, this..."
The server looked distressed, not wanting to offend either party.
"Just take it away, we don't need it."
At this moment, Liu Yilin spoke.
Unlike Liu Yixin, she held a high position, and her words carried an undeniable authority.
"Yes, Miss."
The server obediently took the fruit platters and wine back to the other guests.
This, however, angered them. One of them slapped the server with a flick of his hand.
"Useless! You can't even handle a small matter. Get out."
A guest inside pointed at the server's nose and scolded him.
The server's face turned red, feeling the sting of the slap. He knew these people were wealthy, and as a mere server, he could only swallow his humiliation.
Even after being hit, he had to apologize to the other party and leave with a heavy heart.
"Hmph! In Haizhou, no one dares to disrespect me, Long Haitao. I'd like to see what they're capable of!"
Long Haitao, accompanied by a few lackeys, stormed into Liu Yilin's room.
A group of people swaggered in without even knocking.
Ning Beichen sat on the sofa by the door, observing them with cold eyes. He wasn't surprised to see them enter, only feeling a sense of exasperation.