The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 50 - Unworthy of You

50: Chapter 50 Unworthy of You

50 -50 Unworthy of You

“Pig Hu, how can you talk to my second uncle like that?”

“Hey, you little brat, all that preaching was for nothing, you turn your back on me the moment things go south.

You ungrateful wretch, watch me…

Ow ow ow, stop stop stop, my old arms and legs can’t take disassembling…”

Watching the two of them causing a commotion again, Ye Tian smiled, looked at Yue, and said, “Let’s go.”

Even though the old man had told Ye Tian to come take a look, he didn’t say others couldn’t come along.

Hesitating, Zhang Houtu still let them in the car.

Worst case scenario, he would just drop them off at the entrance and let Ye Tian enter alone.

It was probably because of Zhang Houtu’s deadpan face that, aside from Yue speaking up a few times, no one else took the initiative to say anything during the ride—including Shen Jingwei and Pig Hu, who are usually at each other’s throats.

This lasted until they entered the Church’s vicinity, when Pig Hu mumbled to himself, “All these years, and nothing’s changed.”

Yue gave him a cold look, still angry about what had happened just now at the precinct’s entrance.

A woman’s resentments are indeed petite, able to store a lifetime’s worth of tiny grievances like sesame seeds and green beans.

As the car entered the backyard, Zhang Houtu and Yue went inside the building.

Ye Tian and the other two stayed outside, with Pig Hu unapologetically sitting on the car’s roof.

Shen Jingwei followed suit, while Ye Tian leaned on the side, calmly surveying the surroundings.

This was an old habit left over from years on the battlefield, hard to break.

By the time Yue and Zhang came out, Ye Tian had already mentally calculated the building’s best sniping positions, tactical squad movements, optimal cover, prime demolition points, and retreat routes.

“Old Master Gu wants you all to come in.” Zhang Houtu glanced at Ye Tian and then at the two unabashed fellows on the car roof.

Old Master Gu wanted to see Ye Tian—this, he could understand.

But he couldn’t fathom why he would want to see these other two.

From all angles, these two didn’t seem like significant figures.

Could it really just be that Old Master Gu, cooped up inside, simply wanted to liven things up with their presence?

“Big dummy, stop staring.

You can’t figure out why your old man wants to see me, can you?

Heh heh, I’ll tell you straight… I don’t know either.”

Zhang Houtu’s expression changed, growing colder, “Show some respect to Old Master Gu!”

Seeing the mood turn sour, Pig Hu took off and was the first to bolt into the building.

Ye Tian, smiling, patted Yue’s shoulder, motioning him not to worry, then waved his hand and walked inside with Shen Jingwei.

Gu Canghai saw the three men enter, took off his reading glasses, looked left and right, and said, “Not many people come here, so there are no chairs.

Sorry to trouble you three, but you’ll have to stand.”

“What kind of treatment is this?

You invite us in then make us stand to talk?

This big property of yours can’t even afford chairs?

Are you intentionally messing with us?” Pig Hu was always the first to comment.

“Hu Xiaoye, I can’t believe that after all these years, that foul temper of yours hasn’t changed a bit.

I still have your record here, the case of the grave robbery at Emperor Shi’s Tomb.

You were lucky to escape quick as you did, otherwise I would’ve been the first to have you executed!”

At those words, Pig Hu exploded like a bomb, jumping up, “Now you bring that up!

If it weren’t for me foreseeing trouble, your whole squad wouldn’t have been enough for reimbursement.

How’s the military district doing?

What can modern weaponry do?

I told you, one can’t underestimate the cunning of an emperor.

And you talk about executing me?

Old Gu, you should have some conscience when you speak.”

Ye Tian was taken aback—is it possible these two knew each other?

Noticing Ye Tian’s confusion, Gu Canghai said, “Yes, we know each other, or I wouldn’t have invited him here.

Sigh, let’s not bring up the past.

Let’s talk about now.

Hu Xiaoye, what do you think of him?”

Pig Hu dusted off the dirt from his clothes and sat down on the floor, “Not bad.

With a little polishing, he might turn out to be someone.

But this kid’s got too much on his shoulders.

Otherwise, he would have turned out exceptional.”

Gu Canghai nodded and turned to Ye Tian, “Boy, if it weren’t for my granddaughter, I wouldn’t even know who you are.

But having learned about you, I regret not being better off in ignorance.

While I don’t know the specifics of your troubles, one thing I’m sure of is that you’re always looking for opportunities.

I’ve seen many like you in my years of commanding troops.

Those climbing the ranks—soldiers, sergeants, battalion and company officers, they all struggle step by step.

Some offer bribes, some pull strings—I’ve seen it all.

But I can’t seem to see right through you.

However, I do know that you’re not of bad nature.

That’s enough for me.

Children and grandchildren will have their own destinies.

Though I won’t meddle in specific situations, I will keep an eye on the broader strategies.

Whether you want to leverage the power of the Gu Family or find a shortcut to fulfill your responsibilities, I’ll tell you one thing, don’t betray your own heart.”

Ye Tian nodded, then shook his head, “I understand what you’re saying, but…

Sorry, I don’t deserve Yue; I have no designs on the Gu Family.”

“Uncle, what’s wrong with you?

Didn’t everything go well on this trip?” Shen Jingwei saw that Ye Tian’s mood was off and looked up at him.

Gu Canghai sighed, “Another stubborn one.”

With a “creak”, the door opened.

It was Yue, and the clichéd storyline happened abruptly.

When Tang Jiaoqian questioned Yue about whether she liked Ye Tian, her answer was no.

In school, she was recognized as the campus beauty, with countless suitors, including some standout young men, but she was not interested in any of them.

Perhaps influenced by her military family background, Yue always found those so-called handsome guys at school lacking a certain masculine vigor.

And those society thugs who got into fights seemed to her nothing but rash and merely bouncers.

Only Ye Tian, graceful yet with the bearing of a military commander, neither reckless like young punks nor subservient like the scholarly types.

Though she denied it, the moment she heard Ye Tian’s words, “I don’t deserve her,” resentment—or perhaps hate—stirred in her heart.

Tang Su had once told her that when you say you love someone, it may not be true, but when you say you hate someone, that’s almost invariably love.

Seeing Yue enter from outside, Gu Canghai glanced over at Zhang Houtu standing behind her, scratching his head in difficulty, speechless and looking pitiful.

Old Master Gu couldn’t be bothered to scold him, “Yue, go see your mother first, I’ll call you back in a bit.”

Yue looked at her grandfather, then at Ye Tian, her eyes brimming with tears, “Brother Tian, tell me, is it because you’ve seen my family that you feel you don’t deserve me?”