CHAPTER 32: CHAPTER 31: I LIKE TO TAKE THE INITIATIVE

Shangdong Group.

Chairman’s office on the 36th floor.

Yang Chen sat at the desk, looking at Wei Qingdong.

"You did well today. If anyone, regardless of their identity, intends to harm my daughter, you must step up to protect her!" Wei Qingzhong was very satisfied with Yang Chen’s performance. In just one day, he felt that leaving Wei Xueqing’s protection to Yang Chen was absolutely the right decision!

Yang Chen said lightly, "Don’t worry. I’ll just do my job. I don’t care about the identities of others."

Wei Qingzhong nodded, "You don’t need to worry about the Zhang Group affair. I’ll call Zhang Qishan tonight, and this matter should be resolved."

Yang Chen nodded, stood up, and left.

After being escorted down by the secretary, Yang Chen walked to the balcony and called Ye Xin.

"Hey, hubby!"

The call connected, and Ye Xin’s sweet voice came through.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but smile and asked, "Did you call me?"

"Yes, I’m checking up on you. Working with such a beautiful woman, I’m afraid you can’t hold yourself back!" Ye Xin teased mischievously.

Yang Chen shook his head helplessly, and instead of picturing Wei Xueqing’s beautiful face, he imagined Gu Xijun’s pitiful expression when she was under him.

Shaking those images from his mind, Yang Chen laughed, "I have such a beautiful wife at home, what else could I want?"

"Really?"

"Of course, but this wife can only be admired, not touched—it’s a bit painful."

Ye Xin pouted, "You want to touch me? You’re far off, just keep dreaming!"

With that, Ye Xin hung up the phone.

Yang Chen looked helplessly at the disconnected phone, shook his head, and returned to the office, sitting back at his place.

Meanwhile, at Emperor Garden.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xin continued tidying up the items on the table.

If Yang Chen were here, he’d be surprised to find this was a set of high-end equipment.

No-glare night suit made of special materials, night vision goggles, octopus suction gloves, tactical belt bags, leg bags, and some weapons not available in the market!

Ye Xin traced her fingers over the equipment, saying lightly, "Xiaolong? Mudfish? Zhang Shaoting? Wang Hao? All nice names, wonder what they look like? I’ll check them out tonight!"

Someone bullied her husband, how could she accept that?

If she doesn’t get some payback, she wouldn’t be Ye Xin!

...

Shangdong Group, CEO’s office.

Wei Xueqing was somewhat distracted from work, staring at the frosted glass screen in front of her, but Yang Chen’s image kept appearing in her mind.

In a way, Yang Chen was the first person she couldn’t figure out since she returned.

She couldn’t grasp what Yang Chen was thinking, what his actions meant. But this person was indeed protecting her, although it felt... awkward.

Six o’clock.

End of work.

Wei Xueqing packed up her things to leave, Yang Chen shut down his computer, waiting for her early.

Wei Xueqing stepped out first, with Yang Chen following closely behind.

During the rush hour, it was naturally crowded. Yang Chen adeptly shielded Wei Xueqing, creating an exclusive space for her.

Having been used to being jostled by the crowd, Wei Xueqing surprisingly felt uncomfortable with this kind of service.

In the underground garage.

Yang Chen reached out to Wei Xueqing for the keys, but she shook her head, refusing to give them.

"Yang Chen, we need to talk." Wei Xueqing stared at Yang Chen.

"Go ahead." Yang Chen said calmly.

"Actually, I understand you, Yang Chen. You signed an agreement with my father; you took his money, so you have to do the job. Maybe because you are a former bodyguard, there are some things I don’t understand that you’re insisting on. I also admit, I’ve always had a bad attitude towards you. After today’s incident, I realized you are indeed protecting me. But please consider it from my perspective: I’m a girl, not married yet, the only one in the family. We’ve known each other for less than forty-eight hours, and now you want me to bring you home, I really can’t do that!"

Wei Xueqing’s words meant she was somewhat compromising. After today, she understood Yang Chen was a very stubborn person, so she used this approach of appealing to emotions and reason to persuade him.

Yang Chen said calmly, "Let me clarify, it’s not you bringing me home, but me going to your house to protect you. These two things have different meanings. You can even treat me like a dummy; I won’t affect your normal life. I’m just protecting you; you can completely ignore my existence!"

"That’s easy for you to say!" Wei Xueqing was somewhat frustrated, "You’re a living person in my house. How do you expect me to ignore your existence?"

"That’s your problem then!" Yang Chen held out his hand, "Keys!"

Wei Xueqing still showed no intention of handing them over, so Yang Chen threatened, "Either you give them to me, or I take them myself."

Wei Xueqing was completely speechless, took the keys out of her bag, and threw them at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen opened the car door and got in, while Wei Xueqing sat in the passenger seat, pouting.

Starting the car, Yang Chen skillfully drove off.

On the road, Yang Chen asked, "That..."

"You..." Wei Xueqing also wanted to speak, unexpectedly both spoke at the same time.

"You go first!" Wei Xueqing interjected.

Yang Chen nodded, "Who’s the director?"

"What director?" Wei Xueqing blinked.

Yang Chen explained, "The person I called today."

"Oh!" Wei Xueqing recalled, "This person is quite legendary. As a child, he trained martial arts in Fengbo Temple, then learned free fighting and started professional matches. Later, he seemed to have apprenticed under a Wing Chun master, started learning Wing Chun, and retired from professional leagues. Also, because he got married, his wife is a secretary for a leader in a high-end residential area, so he rose rapidly. He established a martial arts school, and later, fought a boxing champion from Beihai Country in a ring and KO’d the opponent in one punch, gaining fame, and his martial arts school did well!"

Yang Chen nodded, "Where’s the martial arts school?"

"What are you going to do?" Wei Xueqing became wary.

Yang Chen’s sharp eyes flashed coldly, "I don’t like waiting. Since I know trouble’s coming, why not take action?"

"No way!" Wei Xueqing said directly, "Don’t provoke them. My dad will call Zhang Qishan; this matter will be over, don’t worry."

"Really?" Yang Chen glanced at Wei Xueqing.

"Absolutely!" Wei Xueqing raised her voice, glaring at Yang Chen, "If you don’t believe me, at least believe my dad!"

Yang Chen withdrew his gaze without responding, nobody knows what he’s thinking.

Wei Xueqing said, "Anyway, don’t go looking for them!"