The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 274: Yin Prospers, Yang Declines

Chapter 274: Chapter 274: Yin Prospers, Yang Declines

Long Fei, acting like a thief, calmed his breath after reaching the third floor and stood at the door.

He knocked on the door, and after entering, saw Lin Yingying sitting on the sofa with a notebook, busy working.

Lin Shanshan had placed his Jade Arhat on a coffee table and was curiously staring at the Sandalwood Formation Plate, unable to look away.

This type of yellow wood with black patterns was carved with lines.

In the middle, there was a small hole, the grooves of which were just the right size to fit the base of a Jade Arhat.

The sitting Arhat, with its legs crossed, had a base diameter of roughly five centimeters.

The carving was delicate, even the eyebrows on the face were visible.

When he approached, Lin Shanshan quickly pulled him over, asking curiously, "Brother-in-law, why isn’t this Array Plate working? I put the jade inside, but there’s no reaction at all."

Long Fei chuckled lightly, "This Jade Arhat has no Spiritual Energy inside, of course, there’s no reaction. Tomorrow, we’ll find a place to absorb some Spiritual Energy into it, then it can be used."

"Great, great!"

Lin Shanshan was so excited she wanted to go right now.

Lin Yingying scolded, "What’s so great about that? Are you skipping school tomorrow? I haven’t even settled the score with you for skipping today!"

Lin Shanshan flopped onto the couch, muttering, "All this was for you! How come it’s turned into my fault?"

"You’ve learned to talk back, huh!"

Lin Yingying tickled her, causing Lin Shanshan to stand up, giggling, and begin to tussle back with her.

Long Fei watched them with a smile, sat down across from them, and took a sip from the freshly brewed tea.

The rim of the cup carried a faint sweet scent, and Long Fei noticed there were lipstick marks remaining—one look and it was apparent Lin Yingying had drunk from it.

Lin Yingying glanced at him without saying much.

She used to be such a germaphobe, yet now she was actually putting up with Long Fei using her cup.

Liu Jinsuo had made a very beautiful box for these Jade Arhats, and Long Fei neatly arranged all these items inside.

Ice-like seed material, and Jade Arhats with a three-part water complexion—if put on sale, each would go for at least a hundred thousand.

In this box were sixty-four, plus four Divine Beast Jade Carvings, their value was beyond measure in money.

Lin Shanshan went to take a shower first, Lin Yingying closed her laptop and placed it on the table, then poured herself another cup of tea.

She asked Long Fei, "Today you transferred over three million from your card, what did you use it for?"

Long Fei frowned, thinking to himself how quick she was to find out.

His card was Lin Yingying’s, she had given it to him back then, claiming it was hard to make transactions with too much money, so she just used her card.

Her card was undoubtedly linked to her phone number.

It was normal for her to know about Long Fei making and withdrawing money.

He massaged his temples and deliberately put on a stern face, "What do you mean? It’s my money. Do I have to report to you how I spend it?"

A man has to have some authority.

There are times to spoil her, and times to stand firm.

Chu Feng had taught him that you can’t always indulge a woman, otherwise the balance of Yin overpowering Yang in the house would be lost.

Lin Yingying, taken aback, stared at him and suddenly seemed subdued.

She stood up somewhat angrily and retorted, "Do you think I like keeping tabs on you?"

She picked up her laptop and retreated to the bedroom, closing the door behind her with a thump.

After taking a shower and putting on her pajamas, Lin Shanshan came out, curiously shouting at Long Fei, "What’s going on between you two again?"

Long Fei just shrugged, finished the tea in his cup, and retreated to his own bedroom.

"Not even talking to me!"

Lin Shanshan muttered under her breath and entered her sister’s room.

Inside, Lin Yingying was venting her frustration by kicking the bedside cabinet, grumbling, "Well, well, he’s getting quite bold, even daring to lose his temper at me!"

Lin Shanshan stood behind with widened eyes, originally thinking her sister had lost her mind. Concerned, she shouted, "Big sis, are you okay?"

Lin Yingying let out an ’ah’ sound, so angry she didn’t even notice Lin Shanshan coming in.

Taking a deep breath and brushing her hair aside, she gave a dry laugh, "I’m fine, what could possibly be wrong with me. Have you finished showering? It’s my turn now!"

She left the room and went to the bathroom, banging the door shut behind her.

Lin Shanshan felt completely baffled, "What’s going on here? Wasn’t everything just fine a moment ago?"

In Long Fei’s room, he clandestinely monitored the situation outside using his psychic abilities, genuinely worried that he had upset Lin Yingying.

Lin Yingying looked at herself in the bathroom mirror and, still fuming, wrote "Long Fei is a bastard" with lipstick, only to wipe it off a moment later. Finally calming down, she undressed and stepped under the shower.

Long Fei covered his eyes and hurriedly cut off his spiritual power.

The moment her snow-white body was exposed, he felt an urge to have a nosebleed.

If he continued to watch, he would surely burn with agitation.

Just now, he had suddenly become bold for a while, and it felt so good he couldn’t believe it.

He used to be timid, always afraid of hurting them.

Now, it seemed they wouldn’t really mind!

He relaxed, lay down on the bed, and was just about to sleep when—

Suddenly, the door was kicked open with a thud.

Lin Yingying stormed in wearing a strappy nightgown, slamming the door behind her with a bang.

Startled, Long Fei flipped over and sat up, swallowing hard as he said, "Yingying, what are you doing?"

She held a fruit knife in her hand, pointing it at Long Fei as she yelled, "Tell me, why did you give me attitude just now?"

Long Fei was speechless, thinking to himself that this woman’s temper might be a bit too much.

He stood up, trying to comfort Lin Yingying, "Let’s talk this out calmly; please put the knife down first."

Lin Yingying wouldn’t listen, her eyes red with anger, "Apologize to me! I’ve never been yelled at in my life. Do you think you can bully me just because I can’t leave you, huh?"

Long Fei took two steps forward, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, isn’t that enough? Put down the knife; it’s too dangerous. I don’t care if I get hurt, but what if you damage the plants or something?"

"Don’t make fun of me, apologize properly!"

Lin Yingying started chasing him around the room.

"Alright, alright, I apologize!"

Long Fei, worried that she would hurt herself, was placating with his words while suddenly leaping forward, grabbing the blade of the knife.

Lin Yingying, emotionally charged, jabbed him, and Long Fei let out a cry of pain, clutching the knife blade and squatting on the ground.

Now it was Lin Yingying’s turn to panic. She stood frozen for a moment before rushing to Long Fei, trembling, "Are you, are you okay? Let me see, where are you hurt?"

Long Fei had been channeling energy to his palm just now; a fruit knife wasn’t going to hurt him.

He was just pretending to scare Lin Yingying, holding his stomach and raising his hand, "Don’t move, it’s punctured my stomach."

He curled up and started rolling on the ground in an exaggerated fashion.

Lin Yingying was so distressed she almost cried, her voice fluttering as she said, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. Where’s your phone? I’ll call the doctor right away; you must hang in there!"

Just as she was about to get up, Long Fei grabbed her.

Long Fei’s face twitched, feigning weakness, "It’s too late, it feels like my stomach has been pierced through. I think I’m not going to make it. Why don’t you give me a kiss before I go, I would die without any regrets then!"

Lin Yingying glared at him, examined him closely, and seeing no blood on the floor, she shoved him fiercely.

The knife was still in his hand, and his stomach was entirely unharmed.

Lin Yingying shouted in anger, "Is this fun for you? Are you intentionally trying to piss me off today?"

Pouting her lips and with tears like raindrops, Lin Yingying had genuinely been frightened by Long Fei’s act.

Long Fei, however, was amused by her appearance, swiftly pressing his body against her mouth and without another word, pinned her down onto the bed.