Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

18: Chapter 17: I’m helping my wife, not you 18: Chapter 17: I’m helping my wife, not you Hearing her father curse without restraint, Bai Zhiqing’s expression turned even colder, and her voice became chillingly detached, “I don’t know any Young Master Zhang, and I won’t marry him.

Moreover, let me be honest with you, I’m already married.

He is my husband, the husband of Bai Zhiqing for this lifetime.”

Saying this, Bai Zhiqing clung to Lu Tianxing’s arm, her face full of defiance.

Lu Tianxing looked at Bai Zhiqing by his side and gave a bitter smile.

It was said that powerful families were like the sea, and theirs was no different, fraught with countless grudges and resentments.

Although he didn’t know what exactly had happened between Bai Zhiqing and her father, from Bai Shan’s tone, it was clear that he didn’t regard Bai Zhiqing as his daughter, but as a tool to be used for trading.

However, since she was his wife, he naturally couldn’t let her be wronged.

It seemed he was declaring his sovereignty over his territory, Lu Tianxing then hugged Bai Zhiqing’s slender waist with his other hand.

Bai Zhiqing stiffened slightly but did not struggle out of Lu Tianxing’s embrace; instead, she leaned gently towards him, as if only by doing so could she find some warmth.

“Scoundrels, you two scoundrels, you’re killing me.”

Infuriated by this scene, Bai Shan sneered, “You and your mother are both the same, stinking bitches, ungrateful whores.

Bai Zhiqing, let me tell you, I am your dad.

I gave you your life, and now it’s your turn to repay me.

Young Master Zhang said he’d give me one hundred million if you sleep with him, and he’d even clear all my gambling debts…”

Speaking thus, Bai Shan approached Bai Zhiqing menacingly and reached for her hair, attempting to drag her out forcibly.

“Uncle, forcing someone to do something they don’t want is against the law, you should consider the consequences,” Lu Tianxing knocked away Bai Shan’s hand and frowned.

“Get lost, what are you?”

Bai Shan scoffed, “Move away, what are you to talk to me?

If you know what’s good for you, get out.

Young Master Zhang isn’t someone you can afford to offend, in his eyes you’re less than shit, he could crush you easier than stepping on an ant…”

“Bang!”

Before Bai Shan could finish speaking, Lu Tianxing kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying out and crashing heavily onto the shards of a vase he had shattered by the door, immediately Bai Shan screamed in agony, bleeding profusely from his buttocks.

“Lu Tianxing, you…”

Bai Zhiqing was stunned; she had not expected Lu Tianxing to strike without saying a word, and so fiercely at that.

Lu Tianxing’s expression remained unchanging as he flashed a grin at Bai Zhiqing, “No need to thank me, who lets you be my wife!

I wouldn’t bear to see my woman bullied and do nothing.

Moreover, trash like this shouldn’t be indulged; you have to scare him and hurt him badly once, and he won’t dare trouble you again.”

“Bai Zhiqing, you’ve done very well, oh very well, to use a bastard to deal with your own father, good, very good, go ahead and kill me today, otherwise, let me tell you, today’s matter isn’t over yet.” Bai Shan struggled to get up from the ground, enduring the pain, and roared viciously.

“Slap!”

The moment Bai Shan’s words fell, he saw a blur before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain on his face, as his body uncontrollably flew backward, spinning like a top, crashing heavily onto the ground.

“Your mouth really stinks; let me give you a free mouthwash.”

Lu Tianxing, standing where Bai Shan had stood before, sneered, “A father, you?

Are you worthy of being anyone’s father, using your own daughter to settle debts?

Only someone like you could do such a thing.

Although I don’t know exactly what happened between you and Zhiqing, I can imagine a father whose own daughter treats him so coldly must have committed some outrageously condemnable acts.

You still have the audacity to come here and make noise; I think you have grown tired of living.

If it weren’t for the fact you’re Zhiqing’s father, I’d crush you with one hand.”

Bai Shan subconsciously raised his head, wanting to retort, but when he caught sight of Lu Tianxing’s eyes, his body suddenly shivered as if he had fallen into an ice hole.

In that moment, he felt he was not facing a man, but a Killing God, with the scent of blood around him.

He believed Lu Tianxing would really kill him.

“Dad….”

Seeing Bai Shan’s miserable state, Bai Zhiqing finally couldn’t bear it and went forward to help him up.

“Get lost, don’t bother about me.”

Bai Shan jerked his hand away from Bai Zhiqing and stumbled to his feet, his face filled with resentment as he glared at Lu Tianxing, “Let me tell you, this isn’t over today.

You dare to offend Young Master Zhang, you’re dead for sure.

And you, Bai Zhiqing, you bitch, I’ll remember you.

Just you wait.”

Having said that, Bai Shan didn’t dare to linger any longer and hurried outside.

After Bai Shan left, Bai Zhiqing walked into the living room like a zombie, curled up on the sofa, her pretty face pale and tired, her body slightly trembling, no longer showing the strength she had during the day.

She seemed like a lonely cat licking its wounds in a corner, evoking pity.

Lu Tianxing let out a soft sigh.

He had finally come to understand why Mrs.

Zhao had that look on her face when he asked about Bai Zhiqing’s parents — a father as despicable as this was something no one would want to mention.

Pulling out some tea leaves from a nearby cabinet, Lu Tianxing brewed a cup of tea and placed it in front of Bai Zhiqing, sighing softly, not knowing how to comfort her.

Bai Zhiqing raised her head, her expression complex as she looked at Lu Tianxing, tinged with self-mockery and bitterness, “Sorry for making you witness that scene earlier.

Although you helped me, don’t think I will thank you.

I, Bai Zhiqing, need no one’s pity.”

“Pity?”

Lu Tianxing scoffed, pulling out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it, gently blowing out a smoke ring, “Who said I was pitying you?

My wife is the only one I can bully.

No one else.

That’s all.”

“Don’t smoke in front of me.”

Bai Zhiqing frowned slightly, waving her hand in displeasure.

Lu Tianxing, seemingly oblivious to Bai Zhiqing’s gesture, leaned back on the sofa and said softly, “I’m not helping Bai Zhiqing; I’m helping my wife.

I’m a man, a husband.

No matter how strong she appears outside, in my eyes, she’s always a little woman who needs a man’s protection.

I was just fulfilling a husband’s duty in helping my wife solve her troubles.

That’s all.”

The sudden words stunned Bai Zhiqing.

For the first time, she realized her makeshift husband was not entirely useless.

Gazing into Lu Tianxing’s deep eyes, which seemed to hold countless secrets — sorrow, memories, loneliness, solitude — all these nuances made Bai Zhiqing’s heart tremble involuntarily, subconsciously yearning to uncover Lu Tianxing’s past.