Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 131 - 130 Chen Dao

Chapter 131: Chapter 130 Chen Dao

The study lapsed into an eerie silence, and Hu Lianhai scarcely dared breathe, fearing he would become the scapegoat for this matter.

After a long moment, the middle-aged man slowly exhaled and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know the identity of this man?"

Hu Lianhai shook his head and said, "I don’t know, I’ve never seen him before."

"No matter what, you must find out the background of this person. We absolutely cannot have complications now, understand?"

A fierce glint flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes as he spoke icily, "If it turns out he’s from the Sky Alliance or the Rose Society, have someone deal with him in secret, and pin the blame on someone else."

If Lu Tianxing was a pawn of these two underworld forces, then they would maximize the utility of this chess piece, inciting the Rose Society and the Sky Alliance to fight each other. At that time, the Sword Alliance would reap the benefits of their battle.

"Yes, boss, I understand."

"Go now! As for ’Spider,’ who made such a mistake and brought such a threat to the Sword Alliance, he’s worthy of ten thousand deaths. But since he’s already dead, let it be. However, as his boss, it’s only right that we do something for him. Send his entire family down to join him, so he won’t be lonely there. Remember, handle this matter neatly, don’t let the police get hold of any evidence. Otherwise, you, as Spider’s big brother, will go down and accompany him."

The middle-aged man’s tone was indifferent, with no change in his expression as if he was discussing something trivial.

Hu Lianhai’s body shuddered, his eyes filled with deep fear, and he said with a quivering voice, "Yes, boss, rest assured, I promise to take care of this matter perfectly. They will die without anyone, not even the spirits or ghosts, knowing."

Having said that, Hu Lianhai bowed respectfully and tiptoed out of the room. It wasn’t until he had left that Hu Lianhai finally let out a long breath, as if he had just walked through Ghost Gate, his body dripping with sweat.

"An Ancient Martial Artist who has mastered True Qi, huh? I don’t care who you are, dare to oppose the Sword Alliance and me, Chen Dao, and I don’t mind sending you on your way. The Sky Alliance, the Rose Society, one day I will make you disappear from this world forever, for it is I, Chen Dao, who is the rightful overlord of Modu," the middle-aged man mused in a low voice as he stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the bright moonlight.

Chen Dao, Hierarch of the Sword Alliance.

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Early the next morning, Lu Tianxing, groggy with sleep, was awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

"Who is it, knocking so early? Don’t you let people sleep. Stop knocking, I’m coming."

Lu Tianxing rubbed his blurry eyes and walked to the door, half-asleep. Without a second thought, he opened it.

"Ah!"

As soon as the door was opened, Lu Tianxing heard a piercing scream.

Bai Weiwei stood at the door, hands over her eyes, her pretty face beet red, extending to her neck and ears, looking as if she were drunk.

"Brother-in-law, you are indecent, why did you open the door without wearing any clothes?"

Lu Tianxing was taken aback, instinctively looked down, and a flash of embarrassment crossed his face. It was summer, and thus at night, he only wore boxers to bed. Men, as we all know, tend to have a certain reaction upon waking up, especially in boxers, and it was something that could hardly be concealed.

"Brother-in-law, what are you still standing there for? Go and put some clothes on quickly. Grandma sent me to call you out to eat," Bai Weiwei said in a voice as tiny as a mosquito’s, the image of what she had just seen replaying in her mind, leaving her feeling flustered. She recalled watching naughty videos in secret with her girlfriends, but the male protagonists didn’t seem to be as endowed as Lu Tianxing.

"I don’t know how my sister endures it, can this not kill a person?"

Bai Weiwei suddenly had this thought flash through her mind, which scared her into losing all color from her face; she didn’t have time to say anything to Lu Tianxing and fled in a flash.

Watching Bai Weiwei beat a hasty retreat, Lu Tianxing was slightly stunned. Just last night, she was fiercely demanding that he marry her; how had she changed back to this, he wondered. Could it be that she had two souls, one for the day and another for the night?

After changing his clothes and returning to his room, Lu Tianxing opened the door and headed toward the living room.

Seeing Lu Tianxing approaching, the people in the dining room all had different expressions; Bai Qiao Mountain and He Cailan wore faces full of warm smiles.

Bai Weiwei kept her head down, her face as red as a monkey’s behind. She didn’t dare to even glance at Lu Tianxing and buried her head in her bowl of spare rib porridge.

Bai Zhiqing displayed an indifferent face, sweeping Lu Tianxing with a glance without the mood to greet him, and continued with her breakfast.

Bai Qiao Mountain looked at his granddaughter disapprovingly and said, "Zhiqing, what’s the matter with you? Didn’t you see Tianxing coming out? Don’t you know to greet him and serve a bowl of porridge for your husband? Is this how you act as a wife?"

"Grandpa, no need, no need; we’re all family here. There’s no need for such politeness,"

Lu Tianxing went to sit down at the table, took a deep breath, and said, "Grandma, did you make this breakfast? It’s so fragrant. I thought it was made by a chef from a five-star hotel! Just the smell of it makes one’s mouth water; I’m certain it tastes top-notch."

"All you know is to flatter; you haven’t even tasted it, how do you know it’s good?"

Bai Zhiqing muttered disdainfully.

"If you don’t like it, don’t eat it,"

He Cailan glared at Bai Zhiqing.

"Hmph!"

Bai Zhiqing’s icy gaze swept over Lu Tianxing, and she snorted coldly to vent her dissatisfaction.

"Grandma, please sit down, don’t worry about me; I can do it myself. Please, sit down, sit down, I’ll serve myself,"

Lu Tianxing, watching Bai Zhiqing and finding it somewhat amusing, quickly grabbed the bowl from He Cailan’s hands, served himself a bowl of hot porridge, and after taking a sip, praised loudly, "Good, the taste is truly amazing. I’m afraid that after this, drinking any other porridge will never taste the same again."

He Cailan’s face lit up with a smile at Lu Tianxing’s praise, looking at him as if looking at her own grandson, "If you like it, eat more. If you want to eat it in the future, just tell Grandma, and I will make it for you."

Lu Tianxing nodded repeatedly, enjoying the meal thoroughly. It wasn’t that he was deliberately trying to please He Cailan; it was just that the spare rib porridge really tasted great, even better than what was offered at most hotels, and it had a touch of home.

After breakfast, and under the extremely displeased gaze of Bai Zhiqing and the expectant eyes of the two elders, Lu Tianxing didn’t take his own car; instead, he got into Bai Zhiqing’s Porsche and headed towards Bai’s Group.

Driving the Porsche 918, Bai Zhiqing’s expression didn’t warm up at all during the ride. She was as cold as ice, radiating a chill aura; it was as if "I’m extremely upset" was written on her forehead.

As for Lu Tianxing, he seemed to be an unaffected bystander, keenly enjoying the view outside the window—the long and white~legs, fluttering in the breeze, lifting the hems of skirts, everything seeming so harmoniously beautiful.

When Bai Zhiqing saw Lu Tianxing acting like a lecher, she gritted her teeth in rage, wishing she could kick the bastard out of the car. But thinking about how her grandparents treated Lu Tianxing, she felt a sense of helplessness wash over her.

She simply couldn’t understand what kind of love potion this bastard had given her grandparents to make them treat him like their own grandson, while she seemed like just an outsider.