The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 287: Going Through the Back Door

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Going Through the Back Door

Long Fei did it himself, picked up a bun and broke it apart, then spread some HuMo sauce inside, and added a fried egg and lettuce.

He took a bite and asked Wang Xiaoya, "Do you believe me now?"

Wang Xiaoya felt the cup to make sure there was no thread or anything like that.

She tried to convince herself to believe what Long Fei had said, and asked him, "So? Are you saying that after you become an immortal, you plan on abandoning us?"

Without realizing it, she included Lin Yingying in the question.

Because Lin Yingying was also a mortal, if Long Fei were to become a god or immortal, then no matter how rich Lin Yingying was, she’d become just another stranger to him.

Long Fei choked a bit and said, "Can you not let your imagination run wild? Becoming an immortal, achieving the Tao, it’s not that easy. Since ancient times, only a few legendary figures have managed it. What I mean is, if possible, would you be willing to cultivate with me?"

Wang Xiaoya looked at him, her gaze like that of someone eyeing a pyramid schemer trying to recruit her.

A Porsche every six months, a villa in Capital City every year.

These words, no matter how you heard them, sounded awkward.

She swallowed a mouthful of bun and muttered, "I don’t want to become a nun; I just want to be with you."

She figured that Long Fei was definitely setting a trap for her.

If she were to practice the Dao and become a Daoist nun, then how could she ever marry?

Long Fei was amused by her and explained, "The Daoist Sect is different from the Buddhist Sect. Nuns belong to the Buddhist Sect; in the Daoist Sect, we have Daoist priestesses. Nuns can’t marry, but Daoist priestesses can."

Wang Xiaoya asked him, "Has Lin Yingying cultivated it then?"

Long Fei shook his head, cajoling her, "Such a great thing, of course, I’ve saved it for you first. She only comes second in my heart."

"And you say she’s not in your heart?"

Wang Xiaoya shrugged her nose; although she wasn’t sure about the truth in his words, she still felt happy to hear them.

She asked curiously, "Is cultivating difficult? Are there any side effects? Will it make you ugly?"

In her mind, Daoist priests always seemed to live in the mountains, dressed shabbily and unkempt.

Long Fei laughed and said, "How could there be side effects? After cultivating, there are actually significant benefits."

"What benefits?"

Wang Xiaoya’s eyes widened with intrigue.

She couldn’t believe she was falling for such unreliable words; she truly began to admire herself.

If Long Fei told anyone else, they’d surely think he was mentally ill.

Having some money and not living life properly, yet wanting to ascend to the heavens!

There were too many benefits of cultivation for Long Fei to explain on the spot.

He chose an issue women cared about most and told her, "Let’s put it this way, after cultivation, you won’t need to apply any makeup anymore. Look at me, how white and tender is my skin?"

Wang Xiaoya pinched his arm, and it seemed to be true.

Long Fei used to be dark and rough-skinned.

But now, it was delicate like that of a baby.

If you looked closely, it was even fairer and tenderer than hers.

Something stirred within her, and she finally asked him, "Does it mean that after cultivating, I can be with you forever?"

Long Fei nodded, "Right, we’ll be Daoist companions then. Even Heaven wouldn’t dare to separate us."

Wang Xiaoya said, "Alright then, I’ll join you in your madness."

Long Fei spat blood, having worked so hard only to find she still thought he was joking!

But he couldn’t blame her; no sane person would believe such words.

As long as she agreed, everything else would be easy.

He just needed to buy some herbs, let Wang Xiaoya take them for a few days, then use acupuncture to adjust her Essential Qi.

If all went well, after two or three prescriptions, Wang Xiaoya would be able to open her Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

For a Martial Cultivator, this might be difficult.

But for a Cultivator, it was fairly common.

After dinner, Wang Xiaoya had to go to work.

Long Fei originally wanted her to take a day off to spend it with him.

It would be best to go see a house, and maybe even buy it on the spot.

But her professional dedication was so strong that she was determined not to rest without an official holiday.

The two decided to meet after work and attend Zhang Li’s banquet in the evening.

Long Fei didn’t insist; as long as she was happy, that was all that mattered to him.

After they went downstairs, Long Fei saw her onto the bus.

Before boarding, she turned around and suddenly kissed Long Fei, waving goodbye with a joyful smile, her complexion looking exceptionally good.

Her cheeks were rosy and radiant from a night nourished by love.

The men on the bus watched enviously, resentfully eyeing Long Fei and wondering what this guy had to charm such a beautiful woman.

After the bus left, Long Fei also hailed a cab and took off.

He went to the wetland park in the suburbs because Shen Yan’er had returned and contacted him immediately upon landing.

Lin Yingying had also reached out to Long Fei, asking what he was up to.

Long Fei wanted to surprise her and planned to settle the matter with the West Suburb Logistics Park before replying to her.

Back in the rental house, Lin Yingying kicked Bald Dog aside and impatiently said with her phone in hand, "Where the hell did this guy go? Sending him a message and he doesn’t reply for ages."

Lin Shanshan, with a face mask on, giggled and said, "Big sis, didn’t you ask him to go find Wang Xiaoya? Right now, they could be in the midst of a romantic tryst."

"Do you want to piss me off?"

Lin Yingying glared at her, and the mere thought of Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya cuddling in bed made her feel as sour as if a jar of vinegar had spilled in her heart.

Lin Shanshan picked up Bald Dog to comfort the poor little thing.

She handed Bald Dog to Lin Yingying and said, "Sis, don’t be angry, you’ve still got it, right?"

Bald Dog barked twice in agreement.

"So, I deserve to be accompanied by a dog because she has a man to accompany her?"

Lin Yingying gave her a disdainful look, grabbed Bald Dog by the neck, and flung it away.

Bald Dog tumbled a couple of times on the ground, whimpered, tucked its tail, and hastily scooted to one side looking pitiable.

Damn it, I just wanted a bit of easy affection this morning, but almost got thrown to death instead.

At the wetland park, there was a misty haze.

The green space of over a hundred acres was releasing its essential Qi in the early morning.

Before his breakthrough, Long Fei couldn’t comprehend the Shen family’s residence.

Now, at a glance, he was secretly astonished.

The location of this mansion was meticulously chosen.

It was situated in the vortex area of the wetland park, meaning that once the essential Qi of the vegetation evaporated, it would be attracted by the mansion’s magnetic field and all would converge there.

This Feng Shui placement really seemed to be the work of a master.

Long Fei arrived at the entrance and called Shen Yan’er.

Shen Yan’er asked him to come through the side door, standing at the doorway in a white dress like a fairy.

Seeing her, Long Fei knitted his brows slightly, thinking to himself that a person of Qi Refinement indeed had a distinct aura from others.

He joked, "What’s wrong with the main entrance, why must I sneak in through the back door?"

Shen Yan’er apologized, "It’s the rules of the family—too many people visit here, and grandfather refuses to meet most of them. Opening the main door too easily offends people."

"Understandable, I’m here to take the back route today anyway."

Long Fei smiled and followed her inside.

The two of them sat down in the back courtyard’s main hall, on a rosewood couch.

On it was a tea table and an ancient zither, presenting an air of elegance.