God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 526 - 565, You will protect me, right?

Chapter 526: Chapter 565, You will protect me, right?

"Bear the consequences, bear the consequences... huh, Abandoned Dragon is too arrogant. He’s just a robber abroad, he can’t stop me from leaving."

Isabella said firmly, yet her tone seemed to lack confidence.

Red said, "I’ve said all I can, Bishop Isabella, you take care now." With that, Red turned and left the luxurious suite.

Alger approached Isabella and bowed his head, "Bishop, what are you thinking?"

"What else can I think? Who would have thought that Abandoned Dragon would actually be blocking the Guard Department? We could have been proactive, but now we have to be reactive, we must leave immediately," Isabella said.

"But... if we leave immediately, there might be a problem," Alger said.

"What problem?"

"I couldn’t speak with Red here earlier, but we’ve been watched," Alger explained.

"What?!" Isabella’s expression changed.

Being watched, when did that happen, and how did she not know about it? Isabella’s thoughts raced, suddenly recalling the message Red had brought, could it be... he had been watching her all along?

A cold sweat broke out on Isabella’s back, soaking her pajamas. If she had been watched from the beginning, that would be terrifying.

Isabella took a deep breath and said, "Alright, since that’s the case, let’s just stay here and observe the situation. But still, make preparations in secret; we can’t just sit here and wait for doom."

Alger immediately bowed his head, "Yes!"

...

At daybreak, Fang Yi got up early. After freshening up, he went to the living room and found that breakfast was already prepared: a bowl of porridge, two meat buns, and a note.

Remember to eat your breakfast ---- Xia Ziqi!

Fang Yi smiled, took his time eating the breakfast, changed his clothes, and left his house.

Fang Yi drove his black BMW, not towards his company, but directly to Childe Corporation.

Childe Corporation was located in Rong Group’s Jinrong Building, and when Fang Yi arrived, he found the steps at the entrance of the building already swarming with hundreds of people.

There were hundreds of people of all ages, but most of them were middle-aged women showing their age. Some tied cloth strips around their foreheads with words like "Give back my hard-earned money," and others held banners demanding their money back.

Fang Yi parked his car nearby and walked to the edge of the crowd, hearing their loud shouts.

"Childe Corporation, a company of scammers, give back our hard-earned money!" an elderly person yelled.

"Give back the money! I want out of the investment; it was for my son’s house purchase!" a middle-aged woman cried out.

"Childe Corporation, you shameless bunch, return our money!"

"If I had known, I wouldn’t have invested. What investment and wealth management? It’s just a fundraising scam."

"It’s despicable, just too despicable!"

These people, blocking the entrance of the building, were pouring out their grievances and cursing aloud. The myriad facets of life were fully displayed here, and Fang Yi watched with both sympathy and pity.

Sympathy, because these people were indeed pitiable, having been cheated out of their hard-earned money by Childe Corporation; pity, because they sought an advantage and ended up being foolishly duped, which was indeed pitiful, wasn’t it?

In today’s society, too many people are looking for a small advantage. Most of the scammed are older people, targeted by Childe Corporation because they were perceived as easier to deceive. If they had controlled their desire to benefit from others, they wouldn’t have ended up in such a predicament.

Fang Yi stood outside the crowd, observing the scene with a certain poignancy.

Guards had already been dispatched, blocking the entrance to the Jinrong Building to prevent any disturbances.

"Let’s charge, everyone, the collusion between government and business; it’s up to us to get justice. Rush in and loot!" someone shouted, though it was unclear who.

And with that shout, the emotions of hundreds were instantly ignited.

Indeed, even if the money couldn’t be recovered now, they should start looting; saving a bit is still saving!

As a result, the guards could no longer hold them back.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t, but there were simply too many protesters, and the guards could not resort to violence; they could only try to suppress, yet now, with so many surging in, they could only do their utmost to resist.

However, this was ultimately futile!

Once the people’s fury erupted, the force was truly terrifying.

Thus, in front of this financial edifice, such a grand and chaotic scene unfolded.

Fang Yi watched coldly from the sidelines; he wouldn’t intervene, just there to see the situation. Now he had seen it, and couldn’t help but silently think that Li Xuan had not only harmed himself but also these people, truly damnable!

At that moment, the sound of high heels approached from behind. Fang Yi turned his head and saw a graceful figure slowly approaching.

Song Hongye, dressed in a resplendent red gown with her hair neatly pinned up, had skin smooth as jade. She walked with a delicate gait, her long, jade-like legs intermittently visible beneath the hem of her dress, appearing like an ethereal beauty descended from the heavens.

"Hi, Fang Yi, I didn’t expect to see you again," Song Hongye said, a gourd hanging from her left wrist, filled with her favorite clear sake.

"Yes, I didn’t expect to see you again either," Fang Yi said with a faint smile.

"But I get the feeling you’re not that happy to see me. Are you worried I might pressure you into marriage again?" Song Hongye’s eyes narrowed slightly, her body leaning forward with a teasing half-smile.

"Miss Song!"

"Hmm?"

"Oh, Hongye." At a company party hosted by Childe, Song Hongye had insistently demanded Fang Yi call her by name or she would get angry. Hearing Fang Yi address her by name now, she allowed a smile to spread across her face.

"Hongye, honestly, we are not suitable for each other. Mainly, I’m not suitable for you. I’m neither rich nor powerful, and you are the treasured daughter of the Song Family. If I were to ask for your hand, I’d probably wouldn’t even be allowed in the door," Fang Yi said, implying she should not get her hopes up, as there was no chance between them.

Indeed, there wasn’t a chance. The two barely knew each other, without any emotional connection, let alone marriage.

Song Hongye didn’t mind, her smile undimmed. "Let’s not talk about that for now, there’s plenty of time in the future. You’re someone I, Song Hongye, have set my sights on. You can’t escape from the palm of my hand."

"Alright, let’s not discuss this. By the way, what are you doing here?" Fang Yi asked.

Song Hongye glanced at the turbulent crowd in front of the Jinrong Building and said, "I like doing business, and there might be some opportunity here, so I came. But it looks pretty chaotic."

"Yes, it’s dangerous here. You, as a frail woman, should stay out of it. Better leave quickly."

However, Song Hongye suddenly leaned in closer, her arms wrapping around Fang Yi’s arm, her slender phoenix eyes gleaming with mirth: "With you, a master, here, what do I have to fear?"

Song Hongye had no reservations, in fact, she pressed Fang Yi’s arm against her chest even further, saying, "Besides, you’ve taken advantage of me. You won’t refuse to protect me, right?"

Could he refuse?

Refuse my ass!

Fang Yi was torn between laughter and tears, and so he temporarily became Song Hongye’s bodyguard.