The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 40 - Better Not to Meet
40: Chapter 40: Better Not to Meet
40 -40: Better Not to Meet
Although she got along with Gu Yue, deep down she was not very willing to enter such a large family, especially toward her own sister-in-law.
Despite always exchanging pleasantries, there was always a slight reluctance in her heart, it might be better not to meet at all.
The complex emotions in her heart manifested as a headache.
She pinched the bridge of her nose, but there was no relief, and under the frustration, she intended to open the window for some air.
Unexpectedly, what she saw upon opening the window was the city hospital, which made Tang Su wryly smile.
The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, but Tang Su never got out, quietly leaning against the seat, her mind even more troubled.
The nearby city hospital seemed like a bottomless pit, always ready to swallow Tang Su.
Eventually, she resigned herself to it, using the excuse of “just a boss visiting a subordinate” to persuade herself—an excuse that didn’t quite sound like one.
With her mind made up, she got out of the car, entered the hospital, and asked a nurse for Ye Tian’s room number.
It seemed everything was already set.
After lingering near Ye Tian’s room for nearly ten minutes, Tang Su, having prepared all her dialogues, entered the room.
However, Ye Tian was not there; the bed was neatly organized without any chaos.
After inquiring from the attending physician, Tang Su found out that Ye Tian had been discharged the day before.
“Doctor, wasn’t he just admitted a few days ago?” asked Tang Su.
“Yes, but who knew that he was a miraculous person,” the attending doctor, while looking at the files, casually passed over an X-ray.
“Look, the knife was only two centimeters from the heart, but he just stayed a few days and recovered, without even a scar left.
Tsk, if it were…”
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It was still Badaling, at the foot of the Great Wall, in a courtyard with blue bricks and red tiles, but now, the person here had been replaced by a child, sixteen years old.
This child, was the one Grandmaster Gongsun Muyang entrusted to Ye Tian before his death.
When a person is about to die, their words are gracious.
Considering Gongsun, who at over eighty years old could still wield a knife in battle, Ye Tian had to agree.
It was rumored in the worldly society that Gongsun Muyang fought with a knife in his left hand, his weapon being the leg fork tied to his left thigh, but who would have thought that he had one on his right leg too, and at the last moment, the feigning death Gongsun nearly cut off his own head with that knife.
Moving his still somewhat painful shoulder, Ye Tian marveled to himself, the old fox is always more cunning indeed!
When Ye Tian first came here, aside from a child, there were also three steppe grey wolves lying in the yard, not very big, probably female wolves, while the child stood blood-covered in the middle.
Clearly, he had faced the hungry wolves alone.
Ye Tian steadied his mind; these two, father and son, were both freaks!
“Cough cough, kid, first you…
tidy up a bit.”
The child in the yard seemed to know that Ye Tian would come, as when he came out of the house, he already had a blue satchel on his back, ready to leave with Ye Tian. freewebnøvel.coɱ
Murong Jingwei, a person representing the dimensions of heaven and earth.
Ye Tian didn’t know why the old man entrusted this child to him; was it to have him by his side for revenge?
“Kid, did you pack your things?” Upon entering the yard, Ye Tian didn’t bother to look into the house; aside from the view of the Great Wall opposite, who would want to live here?
Murong Jingwei looked around, bent down, picked up some soil from the ground, placed it on a piece of cloth, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into his bag.
“Grandpa said, wherever you go, never forget your roots.”
Ye Tian watched this braided child nod his head, “From now on, call me Second Uncle.” Having said that, he stretched out his right hand in front of Murong Jingwei.
Murong Jingwei glanced at it, “Is my grandpa dead?”
His gaze was straightforward, staring intently at Ye Tian.
How much this kid’s eyes resembled those of a wolf!
“Um, yes, he’s dead.
He told you to follow me; there are some things he wants me to give you.”
“Is it those two leg forks?”
There you have it, even kids know about the two.
“There’s more.”
“I don’t want anything else.
He said, if he dies, to give those two knives to me.
I only want those knives; otherwise, I wouldn’t have come out.”
Just like Old Man Gongsun, dressed in a green robe, braids, with a blue backpack, walking steadily and with a dignified air.
Looking at Murong Jingwei walking ahead, Ye Tian suddenly remembered the words Gongsun said before he died,
“That kid, cannot be controlled by ordinary people.”
Lately, there’s been another legend related to Ye Tian that has spread all over City East District, and that is—five policemen, knocked down by Ye Tian alone with just a few punches and kicks, and they even didn’t dare to trouble him.
The scene of the five policemen being knocked to the ground was witnessed by someone, and the latter part about the police not daring to trouble him was confirmed after Ye Tian returned safely with a child.
Suddenly, Ye Tian became everyone’s ultimate idol.
For places like nightclubs that always avoid the police, this time, someone finally made them feel proud.
Soon, rumors about Ye Tian having a powerful backing spread wildly until almost half of Huaizhou knew about this character, Ye Tian.
Murong Jingwei, the name was too hard to pronounce, so Ye Tian took it upon himself to change his surname to Ye Jingwei, but the kid didn’t agree.
It sounded a bit like “menstruation,” so it was changed to Shen Jingwei.
Sometimes, Ye Tian really couldn’t tell if Shen Jingwei was a genius or an idiot.
If you call him a genius, but he just doesn’t know that there’s such thing as traffic lights in this world, always thinking that whoever runs fast can get ahead.
He also doesn’t know that you need to pay for things, just eats and walks away.
When people ask him for money, he throws out two stones and a shell, pats his butt, and leaves—completely a native look.
But if you say he’s an idiot, he runs faster than a car; throwing a stone, he can embed it into the wall.
The ultimate evolution of a genius and an idiot—genius idiot.
“Uncle, why do their drinks have so many colors?
Could they be poisonous?”
“That’s a cocktail; they can be made in many colors.”
Shen Jingwei acted like he knew a lot, “The chickens I raise are just one color; they are all red.”
“Uncle, why are they wearing so little?”
“They are hot.”
“Uncle, look, why is that man touching that lady’s butt?”
“…He’s cooling her down.”
Probably tired of answering, Ye Tian began to ask him,
“Kid, where’s your home?”
“Hubei, Shennongjia.
My home is really fun, right next to the White Ape.
His house is taller than mine; he’s at the tree top while I’m in the middle of the tree.
But my house is cooler than his.
White Ape dares to challenge a tiger, but he does not dare to challenge me, tigers can’t climb trees.
But the dumbest are the wild boars, despite their tusks, I still beat them up, until they see me and dodge away, I can also…”
