The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 242 - 0242: The Overlord Treaty

Chapter 242: Chapter 0242: The Overlord Treaty

Four people went upstairs, and the rest left.

He Yan stood in the yard, her disappointment evident, having truly believed Long Fei would agree to her request.

On their way, Wang Xiaoya hugged Long Fei from behind, silent against his back.

Long Fei expressed his guilt, "I’ve made you worry these past few days."

Wang Xiaoya rubbed her head against his back and said sorrowfully, "It’s my fault, I can’t help you with anything. When there’s trouble, we still have to ask Director Lin for help."

Worried she might feel jealous, Long Fei reassured her, "Don’t worry, I’m just her bodyguard, I won’t mess around with her!"

Wang Xiaoya didn’t speak. Suddenly, given the unexpected events, she realized she truly didn’t measure up to Long Fei.

He was advancing too quickly, leaving her far behind.

"You’re not overthinking, are you?"

Seeing her silence, Long Fei grew concerned.

Wang Xiaoya shook her head and said, "No, I believe you."

Her tears swirled in her eyes, feeling the pressure from such a formidable rival that she could hardly catch her breath.

Being apart for these couple of days would give both her and Long Fei some time to think things through.

After escorting her to the bottom of the building, she hung her head and instructed, "You can go back now, take care on your way."

Seeing her downcast, Long Fei stepped forward and embraced her.

He teased her in an attempt to lift her spirits, "I have a special talent, believe it or not?"

"What is it?"

Wang Xiaoya pouted.

Long Fei said, "Today, you are wearing lace-edged red underwear, and your panties are even mesh!"

"Get lost!"

Wang Xiaoya, unable to help a bitter smile, pushed him away.

Blushing, she fled back home, puzzled.

Despite wearing a non-transparent dress, she couldn’t fathom how Long Fei had figured it out.

She had searched online and found that wearing red underwear could help drive away a man’s bad luck, so she’d bought a set especially.

Today was the first time she wore it.

As Long Fei cycled away, Wang Xiaoya hid by the window and muttered to herself with a pout, "Big pervert, would it kill you to come up for a bit!"

She had been quite melancholic, but Long Fei’s antics dissolved any sense of mood that had been.

Zhang Li sprawled on the sofa with her long legs, a facial mask on, chuckling as she watched, "Wang the beauty, you two are like an old married couple; do you really need to be this sneaky?"

Turning around to sit beside her, Wang Xiaoya picked up a cushion and mumbled despondently, "Things look bleak. I don’t even know if there’s still a chance."

Zhang Li inquired, "What, troubles in the relationship?"

Wang Xiaoya nodded her head.

"Because of Director Lin?"

"Yes!"

The mere mention of it made Wang Xiaoya’s head ache.

Zhang Li said, "Your competitor is indeed formidable; she even has a marriage arrangement with Long Fei. From any point of view, we are at a disadvantage."

Wang Xiaoya asked her, "Then what should I do?"

After some thought, Zhang Li suggested, "Actually, it’s simple. It’s all about who can turn the uncooked rice into a cooked meal first. Quickly have a child with Long Fei. When you’re at it, make sure he doesn’t use that thing, or maybe put a hole in it. Once there’s a child, our position is unshakeable."

"What kind of advice is that!"

Wang Xiaoya felt awkward, having never considered this.

Moreover, she and Long Fei never used that thing, and despite many attempts, she had never gotten pregnant.

She even began to suspect there was something wrong with her body.

"Sister, this is wisdom from experience, it’s up to you whether you listen or not!"

Zhang Li laughed as she got up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, then changed into a sexy outfit and told Wang Xiaoya not to wait up for her that night.

She had been living comfortably these past few days; after Chu Feng left, she took over as the manager of the administrative team, and had even snagged a wealthy man.

This wealthy man owned a car dealership, a middle-aged, divorced man with a child.

Such details didn’t concern Zhang Li—in the end, as long as the man had money, she wouldn’t be like Wang Xiaoya, worrying so much.

Speaking of which, she had Zhang Dongliang to thank.

At a class reunion, Zhang Li learned that Zhang Dongliang and Xie Xiaoyao had bullied Wang Xiaoya.

Someone went to the 4S shop and gave Zhang Dongliang an earful.

The owner of the 4S shop just happened to be there, and the two of them exchanged WeChat contact information. After back and forth messaging, they became friends.

Wang Xiaoya finished washing up alone and went back to her bedroom in low spirits to sleep.

She had wanted to have a good chat with Zhang Li, but alas, she too had left.

In the urban village, after Long Fei returned, he parked his bicycle properly in the courtyard and went up to the third floor.

Lin Yingying and Lin Shanshan had already cleared a room for him.

In the two-bedroom, two-living room house, Li Wenwen was temporarily staying at the school.

Lin Shanshan and Lin Yingying each took a bedroom, and laid out a bed in the living room, which was filled with a printer and computer, for Long Fei to stay in.

Long Fei sorted out his belongings and frowned, "Where did my bedding and clothes go?"

His luggage was empty, devoid of anything.

Lin Shanshan replied airily, "Threw them away, they weren’t worth much anyway!"

"Threw them away?"

Long Fei cried out in heartache.

Among those clothes, two outfits were recently bought with Wang Xiaoya, costing two to three thousand yuan!

The bedding, although given as a favor by He Yan, had also grown on him.

"All right, stop fussing about the clothes, come on out for a family meeting!"

Lin Shanshan pulled him out the door and they sat down in the living room outside.

Lin Yingying had just finished taking a bath, with wet hair and only wrapped in a bath towel.

She was drying her hair with a towel, occasionally bending over, revealing a flash of snow-white skin.

Long Fei couldn’t help but glance at it, the curves rising and falling, truly tempting.

He secretly swallowed, thinking he was sure to suffer in the future.

Lin Shanshan opened a bottle of red wine, joyfully shouting, "Today the three of us officially start living together, let’s have a drink to celebrate!"

She poured the wine, handing a glass each to Lin Yingying and Long Fei.

Long Fei and Lin Yingying exchanged glances, feeling awkward about it all.

He asked, "Aren’t we supposed to have a meeting?"

Lin Yingying gestured.

Lin Shanshan took out a piece of paper and handed it to Long Fei.

Written in delicate handwriting, the title read, "Ten Rules, Eight Must-knows."

The first rule, "Must change shoes upon entering."

The second, "Must take a bath every day."

The third, "Must brush the toilet after use."

The fourth, "Ladies first for the bathroom, men hold it in."

...

The eight must-knows, first, "No smoking in the house."

The second, "No girls allowed to stay overnight."

The third, "No walking around naked in the living room."

The fourth, "No entering someone else’s room without permission."

...

Long Fei felt his head swell as he read, "Damn, this thing is even rhymed."

He could accept the rest, but what the hell was with the last one about not secretly masturbating?

For crying out loud, a grade-schooler wouldn’t understand this!

Lin Shanshan passed him a pen, grinning, "Brother-in-law, sign here!"

A loss of sovereignty, a total loss of sovereignty!

Long Fei cursed inwardly, picking up the pen to sign his name.

After all, he would only stay for a few days; as soon as the renovations downstairs were done, he’d move out immediately.

Lin Shanshan taped the list to the door of Long Fei’s room.

With that matter settled, Lin Yingying brought up the serious issue, "What should we do next? We’ve hidden all we can, we can’t always be on the defensive, right?"