The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 159 - 159 159 Mr

159: Chapter 159 Mr.

and Mrs.

Smith 159: Chapter 159 Mr.

and Mrs.

Smith In just a few meters of distance, Ye Shikai could hear everything clearly, thanks to his Inner Strength.

He thought no one would open the door, but to his surprise, someone did come to open it not long after—moreover, it was a woman.

“Hello, what can I do for you?” the woman asked timidly.

“We’ve come to read the meter; may we come in?” Two plainclothes policemen held a paper and entered after the woman agreed.

However, not long after, the two policemen came out and made eye contact with Ye Shikai and Zhang Ting in the distance—an agreed upon signal that indicated nothing was amiss in the house.

“No abnormalities.

Could it be that Xun Long is not inside?” Zhang Ting tugged at Ye Shikai’s arm, anxiously speaking.

“Xun Long is extremely cunning.

Even if he’s in this house, he won’t be found so easily,” Ye Shikai said gravely, then with a sly look at Zhang Ting, “Looks like we need to put on a show.”

“Hey, what are you thinking of doing?” Zhang Ting looked at Ye Shikai warily.

“Stop talking nonsense.

Do you still want to catch Xun Long or not?

Hold my arm; we’re going to pretend to be a couple,” Ye Shikai said with a straight face.

Do I really seem like a rogue to this woman?

“Fine, as long as we can catch Xun Long, I’m even willing to play your wife,” Zhang Ting said through gritted teeth, reluctantly hooking her arm through Ye Shikai’s.

“You’re acting like I’m some prize.

Later, let’s pretend we’re new neighbors dropping by for a visit.

If that woman really moved in here after Xun Long was caught, then she definitely wouldn’t be familiar with the area, and we can sneak in as a couple of neighbors,” Ye Shikai explained, fixed his collar, and, holding Zhang Ting’s arm, walked to the door.

Ye Shikai knocked on the door and also knocked on Zhang Ting’s head, watching as she reluctantly complied, making her look as though she was being dragged to a ghost marriage.

What if they blew their cover later?

Zhang Ting forced a smile, and at that moment, the door opened.

“May I ask who you are?” It was the same woman as before who opened the door.

“Oh, pardon the intrusion.

Let me introduce us; we’re new tenants who’ve just moved in here.

My name is Ye Feng, and this is my girlfriend, Zhang Yi.

We live right across from your place.

Hope you don’t mind us dropping by,” Ye Shikai greeted the woman with a smile, while affectionately holding Zhang Ting’s hand.

“Oh, I see.

Since we’re going to be neighbors, you’re welcome to visit.

Please, come in,” the woman responded with a friendly expression, inviting the two inside.

Upon entering, Ye Shikai looked around—the room wasn’t big, but the decor was nice and warm.

However, neither Ye Shikai nor Zhang Ting were in the mood to enjoy it, especially Zhang Ting, who was extremely vigilant, her right hand seemingly ready to draw her gun.

Ye Shikai quickly grabbed Zhang Ting’s hand, signaling her not to act rashly.

“Come, have a seat.

Wait a moment, and I’ll make tea for you,” the woman told them to sit on the sofa and went back to the kitchen to make tea.

“Don’t get agitated.

I have a bad feeling about this woman,” Ye Shikai pressed on Zhang Ting’s hand resting on her knee.

He could even feel the tremor in Zhang Ting’s arm.

She nodded slightly.

For some reason, holding hands with the man before her felt reassuring, as if there was nothing to worry about.

“Sorry for the wait, please have some tea,” the woman brought out three cups of tea from the kitchen and graciously gave them to Ye Shikai and Zhang Ting.

“Thank you for your hospitality, but we don’t yet know your honorable surname,” Ye Shikai said with a laugh, taking a sip of his tea, and covertly tested if the tea was drugged.

For cultivators like Ye Shikai, if there were poison in the tea, he could use Inner Strength to force it out, and after assuring everything was fine, he signaled Zhang Ting.

“My surname is Qin, my name is Qin Miao.

I’m also a resident who has recently moved in,” the woman said with a slight smile.

“Is that so?

My girlfriend and I recently graduated from university, and it was not easy for us to find a place to live here.

Please look out for us in the future, Miss Qin,” Ye Shikai provided their cover story in a humble tone.

“Of course, no problem.

We should look out for each other.”

“Miss Qin, do you live here alone?” Ye Shikai pretended to look around and asked.

“No, I live with my husband, but he is at work right now.

He should be back soon.

How about the two of you join us for lunch?

It would be a good opportunity for my husband to meet you,” Qin Miao suggested enthusiastically, with no sign of anything abnormal.

Zhang Ting found it odd as to why Ye Shikai would find anything suspicious, but after spending the last few days with him, Zhang Ting felt that Ye Shikai really had a knack for investigation, especially with his impeccable reasoning.

“In that case, we’ll take the liberty of joining you,” Ye Shikai made a slightly troubled expression.

“No problem at all, please take a seat first, I’ll start cooking,” Qin Miao said with a smile as she returned to the kitchen.

“Hey, is Xun Long really here?

I don’t see anything wrong with this place,” Zhang Ting whispered to Ye Shikai, feeling strange at his mysterious smile.

“Just wait, eat up, and later we’ll have work to do,” Ye Shikai pulled out his phone, swiped it, and looked at Zhang Ting with a teasing smile.

“You mean…” Zhang Ting almost leaped up, a rush of excitement she could hardly suppress.

She touched the handgun at her waist.

Right then, the door suddenly opened, and a man entered.

The three looked at each other.

“Husband, you’re back!

Let me introduce you—these are our neighbors, and this is my husband, Yu Jing,” Qin Miao hastily came out from the kitchen and introduced to Ye Shikai and Zhang Ting.

“I see, welcome.

Is lunch ready?

Let’s eat together,” Yu Jing said with a smile.

Qin Miao served the food and invited the three to the table.

“Here, Mr.

Ye, Miss Zhang, let me toast to you,” Yu Jing fetched some beer from the cabinet, poured it for Ye Shikai, and handed it to him.

“Haha, Mr.

Yu is really hospitable.

Thank you.

As we’re guests here, let me return the toast,” Ye Shikai filled his glass with beer.

With the belief that after the third round of drinks and the fifth course of the meal one should get to work, Ye Shikai said with a smile, “Brother Yu, Sister Qin, do you watch movies often?”

Yu Jing was a bit stunned, then smiled and said, “My wife and I sometimes watch when we’re bored.”

“Have you ever seen a movie called ‘Mr.

and Mrs.

Smith’?” Ye Shikai asked with an enigmatic smile.

“We haven’t really seen that movie,” Yu Jing laughed awkwardly.