Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 457 - 428: What Will You Use to Protect Me?

Chapter 457: Chapter 428: What Will You Use to Protect Me?

In the entire camera shot, there’s Jiang Zhe’s leisurely half-immersed posture and Beifeng’s distant figure, which actually harmonizes quite well.

The barrage of comments is excited: "Beifeng’s muscles are really not bad at all!"

"I didn’t believe Fatty when he said it before, but after all, you can’t really tell with clothes on. Now I can truly feel it."

"A man who has such beautifully trained back muscles must have incredible self-discipline."

"Just a thin layer of muscle, lean when clothed, but muscular when not—it’s definitely my favorite type of muscle! Love it so much!"

"Can Beifeng take me as a disciple? I don’t eat much, and I can help carry bags. There’s no need for me to develop too many muscles, just reaching half of what you have would be fine."

"Don’t ask me why the screen is wet; I absolutely won’t tell you it’s because I licked it."

Jiang Zhe leaned on her elbows, watching Beifeng bathe.

After bathing, he found a spot and swiftly changed his pants, slipping on a set of clean new clothes.

The anxious audience in front of the screen scratched their heads but couldn’t clearly see how he did it.

Once he finished bathing, he walked over to Jiang Zhe, bending down close to her.

His body still carrying moisture, it steamed up from his warmth, the scent of male hormones was especially noticeable.

He said, looking down, "I’m clean now."

"So you’re clean. Why tell me?"

"Just to let you know."

Jiang Zhe leaned back slightly, overwhelmed by the man’s imposing presence, giving her a sense of dangerous intrusion.

Beifeng didn’t pursue further but just revealed a smile.

Xiaobao and Fatty came back at the right time.

Both of them sticky and looking longingly, they asked, "Can we bathe too?"

"Ask Beifeng." Jiang Zhe was indifferent.

Beifeng frowned for a moment; this bathing spot was meant for Jiang Zhe, and he originally didn’t want others to use it.

But, this exclusive spot could only be used this one time.

It was unlikely that Jiang Zhe would come back here just to take another bath.

He nodded: "Whatever."

Xiaobao and Fatty went to decide who would stand guard while the other bathed.

The chief director hurriedly cut all the camera shots.

Beifeng handed Jiang Zhe some cherries, saying, "Make do with these."

Jiang Zhe took two cherries and wasn’t just making do—these cherries were the freshest and best, freshly picked. Beifeng had made so many difficult demands that the chief director nearly cried before he could gather them all.

The large plump cherries burst with perfectly sour-sweet juice in the mouth, the fragrant sweetness was natural and refreshing. Jiang Zhe’s hair was completely dry by now, with cool breezes blowing around, more pleasant than a picnic.

"What do you plan to do in the next few days?" asked Beifeng.

"You’re asking me?" Jiang Zhe countered.

Beifeng’s eyes were a shade deeper, "Yes, I’ll listen to your arrangements."

"Why should I answer you?" Jiang Zhe said, "Did you answer me when I asked you before?"

Beifeng pointed to the surroundings, indicating the cameras.

They were surrounded by cameras and recording devices, everything out in the open for viewers around the world to see.

It was only because the chief director had turned off the cameras that he had the chance to switch off the recording equipment, allowing them to speak these words.

Jiang Zhe seemed indifferent, continuing to eat her snack: "Couldn’t you have turned off the recording equipment before to answer my question?"

Beifeng was startled, then laughed, realizing his mistake.

However, because he had altered his appearance and looked quite plain, he didn’t want to expose to Jiang Zhe that he was really Qin Jingchen. His current appearance was the type you couldn’t pick out if thrown onto a busy street.

It was a mystery to him why Jiang Zhe recognized him the moment she saw him.

"My fault, I didn’t think it through before," said Beifeng, sincerely apologizing.

Jiang Zhe picked up a cherry, eating it nonchalantly, not letting her gaze fall on him.

Beifeng knew that she wasn’t going to let go of her anger anytime soon.

He didn’t say anything more but dutifully kept offering cherries to her, and when she didn’t want to eat anymore, he brought her water to wash her hands.

Xiaobao and Fatty took a long time to bathe, leaving the screen dark for a while.

All that could be heard was a faint sound of water—nothing else.

This made the chief director check several times, tapping on the screen in front of him: "Is that camera over there really broken? And what about the recording equipment? Why haven’t Jiang Zhe and Beifeng been talking for such a long time?"

The staff replied: "We checked, there’s no problem."

After a while, light returned to the screen and the sound came back on the recording equipment.

It was Jiang Zhe calling everyone to continue on their journey.

Only then did the chief director breathe a sigh of relief.

With food, drink, and supplies, Jiang Zhe’s group made fast and comfortable progress.