The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 819 - 0819: Romantic or Not

Chapter 819: Chapter 0819: Romantic or Not

On Las Vegas Boulevard, neon lights flickered, completely enveloping the city in a sea of light.

The streets were crowded with people. There were carnival-like floats and beautiful women in all kinds of strange clothes walking on the streets, constantly waving at the cheering crowds on both sides.

It had been almost two months since he had left the country, and lately, he was always holed up in the mountains or busy with the affairs of the Yin Yang Sect.

Long Fei was strolling down the street with Lin Yingying’s hand in his, unable to remember the last time he went shopping.

Lin Yingying had a happy smile on her face, even more joyous than when Long Fei won money.

In her heart, her greatest wish was for Long Fei to spare a little time to be with her.

Money had never been important to her.

The two of them walked in silence for a while before Long Fei broke it, asking Lin Yingying, "Why aren’t you talking?"

Lin Yingying narrowed her big eyes and said with a smile, "I was thinking about how to spend that ill-gotten money we just got. I’ve heard people say that kind of money shouldn’t be kept overnight, but I wonder if that’s true?"

Long Fei laughed and teased, "You could consider settling my salary. You promised me a bodyguard fee of a hundred thousand a month, but you haven’t paid me since the start."

Lin Yingying laughed merrily and tilted her head back, "You still have the cheek to say that? I’ve given myself to you, isn’t that enough for your hundred thousand bucks?"

Long Fei replied with a laugh, "Of course not, you are a money-losing asset. You need to eat, to drink, and to buy clothes. I haven’t received my salary and still have to pay out, tell me, am I at a loss or not?"

"You’re annoying, say that again!"

Lin Yingying laughed while trying to hit him.

He swiftly dodged and ran away, playfully pulling her through the crowd. Passing by a dessert shop, Lin Yingying pulled him in.

Inside, there were various cakes and desserts, with ice cream, of course.

Blueberry, strawberry, and assorted other flavors.

Lin Yingying looked outside; Lin Shanshan and the others had been pushed somewhere by the crowd.

Wanting to get some for her sister as well, she turned to Long Fei and suggested, "Let’s buy more to share with them when we go out."

Long Fei nodded and ordered the server in English, "Do you have a big tub? I’ll take all your ice cream."

"What?"

The server’s eyeballs almost popped out, pointing at the brand price list and said to Long Fei, "Sir, this is Haagen-Dazs. It’s ten US dollars per 100 grams, are you sure about what you just said?"

"Yes, just find a tub and fill it up," he said.

Long Fei’s expression remained calm, showing no sign of joking.

Haagen-Dazs, a famous ice cream brand in America, had a high reputation in Huaxia, regarded as the Rolls Royce of ice creams.

Lin Yingying often ate it, while Long Fei occasionally joined her for a bite.

Apart from being a bit pricey, he didn’t feel much else; it wasn’t as refreshing as the old popsicles from Capital City.

The server hesitated to make a decision and called out to the manager, "Manager, we have a VIP here who needs attending; please come over."

The store manager came over and looked at Lin Yingying, then at Long Fei.

Lin Yingying was still fine, dressed in a Chanel outfit that the female manager recognized.

As for Long Fei, dressed in less than impressive clothes, the manager furrowed her brow, almost mistaking him for someone looking for work.

After the server explained the situation to the manager, the female manager stared at Long Fei with some disbelief and disdain, "Sir, all the ice cream here weighs a total of 50 kilograms. If you want it all, that would be..."

Americans weren’t good at math; it took the female store manager quite some time, and in the end, it was the server who quickly tapped on the calculator.

She finally came up with the amount, raising a finger, "Fifty thousand US dollars."

She emphasized this number heavily, thinking that after she quoted the price, the two people from the East would surely leave obediently.

The other customers around started to watch the commotion, thinking these two orientals must be fools to come here and joke around, probably hosts from some live streaming platform in Huaxia, often coming here to play pranks.

$50,000, how could they possibly afford that?

Lin Yingying also felt a bit embarrassed, originally just wanting to enjoy a bit of ice cream, where would she be like Long Fei, demanding to use a bucket?

She wanted to pull Long Fei away to avoid being the subject of gossip.

But at that moment, Long Fei handed over his bank card and calmly said to the store manager, "If $50,000 can make my wife happy, then it’s not that much. Wouldn’t you say so, ma’am?"

"Absolutely, you’re completely right!"

The female manager trembled as she stared at the bank card, immediately becoming respectful.

She had to be respectful, as it was a Centurion Black Card issued by the American Express Company.

Only billionaires were eligible to get such a card.

A person of that status, how could a small dessert shop manager afford to offend them?

After she swiped the card, she respectfully asked Long Fei, "Sir, do you really want to take all this ice cream with you? We can preserve it for you so that you can eat here at your leisure, and it would last a year without a problem."

Long Fei chuckled, "No need, just give me a bucket to fill up."

Lin Yingying covered her face and, amidst the astonished looks from the onlookers, watched as the waiter scooped out a hundred pounds of ice cream into two large buckets, which Long Fei then carried, one in each hand, as he took her out the door.

The waiter handed Long Fei a large iron scoop, and he dug out a scoop for Lin Yingying, offering it to her lips.

Lin Yingying dodged a bit and, looking at the bystanders, said in extreme embarrassment, "You want me to eat with this? Can’t we be a little more cultured? Why do I feel like this is like a pig eating feed?"

"Right, I plan to fatten you up just like a little pig."

Long Fei joked and, without further ado, stuffed the ice cream from the spoon into her mouth.

Lin Yingying almost cried; every time she wanted to be romantic, Long Fei always turned it into something embarrassingly crude.

However, the ice cream tasted quite good, and one bite nearly melted her heart with sweetness.

Ahead was the fountain square of Pleasure Palace, made up of 1,200 nozzles and 4,500 lights.

The scene was quite spectacular when it danced to the music.

Long Fei found a seat, asking Lin Yingying to sit and enjoy her ice cream first.

He went down to the fountain and brought Lin Shanshan and the others over, offering them ice cream.

They were running and playing around the fountain, getting their clothes soaked.

Seeing that Long Fei had suddenly become so romantic, each of them was full of surprise.

Lin Shanshan and Ding Xue knew Long Fei best; previously, he had only ever treated them to skewers or stinky tofu, never to any ice cream.

They excitedly followed Long Fei, initially imagining something romantic like sitting amidst flowers with a small glass bowl, listening to music, and eating ice cream.

After seeing Lin Yingying, they were almost dumbstruck.

There Lin Yingying was, holding a big bucket and eating the ice cream with a fist-sized spoon in large bites.

The feeling was, hmm, indescribable.

Lin Yingying flashed a mischievous smile, lifted the bucket, and called out to them, "Come on, little pigs, dinner’s served!"

The women all laughed and ran over, subjecting her to a tickling attack.

Long Fei was puzzled; it was the same ice cream, why not eat it in big bites from a bucket?

Their reluctance seemed strange.

Women are really incomprehensible, sigh!

Long Fei inwardly admired his own ingenuity and, without caring about them, took a big bucket and started eating in large bites.

The creamy fragrance and sweet taste were incredibly satisfying.