Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 890: Chapter 884: The Deserving-to-be-beaten Third Young Master Han

Hearing Lin Yafei’s words, a line instantly appeared on Lu Tianxing’s forehead. Letting your own man flirt with Angel? Only Lin Yafei could come up with that idea. Aren’t you afraid he won’t come back?

Bai Zhiqing pondered for a moment after hearing Lin Yafei’s words. Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she agreed with Lin Yafei’s idea very much: ”Lu Tianxing, how about you go settle things with Angel?”

”Wife, seriously! You agree with Lin Demon’s idea too? You’re sending a lamb into the tiger’s mouth. What if she makes some unreasonable demands? Should I refuse her? Or agree half-heartedly?” Lu Tianxing said with a face full of black lines.

”Then you agree to her demands.”

Bai Zhiqing pondered for a moment before slowly saying: ”As long as she agrees to cooperate with Bai’s Group and her demands are not excessive, we can agree to them all.”

Lu Tianxing gulped down a mouthful of saliva, cautiously asking: ”What if she thinks I’m handsome and wants me to sleep with her? Would that be considered excessive or not?”

After hearing this, Bai Zhiqing was slightly stunned, but then she said: ”That depends on you. If you don’t think it’s too much, then agree to her demands. I don’t mind. Just don’t blame me if you come back missing a part of your body.”

With that, Bai Zhiqing’s gaze subtly swept over Lu Tianxing’s lower region.

Seeing Bai Zhiqing’s gaze, Lu Tianxing’s face stiffened, and he instinctively clamped his legs together. This woman was too aggressive and was becoming more and more roguish. The Bai Zhiqing who used to blush at the slightest hint of color was nowhere to be found.

Seeing Lu Tianxing’s expression, Lin Yafei seemed to understand something and immediately burst into hearty laughter.

Mu Qingxue looked at Bai Zhiqing and Lin Yafei with a face full of confusion: ”Yafei, why are you laughing? What’s funny about Sister Zhiqing’s words?”

”Funny? Of course it’s funny! I didn’t expect our big star to be clueless about these things. Let me tell you...”

Lin Yafei looked at Mu Qingxue, chuckled, ignored Lu Tianxing’s warning look, and whispered something into Mu Qingxue’s ear.

”Swoosh!”

Upon hearing Lin Yafei’s words, Mu Qingxue subconsciously glanced at Lu Tianxing’s lower region. Her exquisite pretty face instantly turned as red as blood, extremely shy. She was Miss Mu Family, and ordinary people would always act gentlemanly in front of her. How could it be like what Bai Zhiqing said, to castrate Lu Tianxing?

Seeing Mu Qingxue’s expression, Lu Tianxing’s face immediately turned dark. He didn’t need to hear to know that what Lin Yafei had just said to Mu Qingxue was definitely not something good.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again. Upon hearing the sound, the four of them looked toward the door, and they saw Han Zifeng entering with a plaster cast on one arm and a bouquet of flowers in the other hand.

Seeing Lu Tianxing’s appearance, Han Zifeng was slightly stunned: ”Boss, seriously? You’re lying down just like that? No way, I clearly saw you full of vigor last night. Haha, I get it, I truly admire you, boss. I didn’t expect you to use this move. Great, now I can try it too.”

Han Zifeng’s gaze swept over Bai Zhiqing and the others, and then he winked at Lu Tianxing with a knowing look.

Upon hearing Han Zifeng’s words, Lu Tianxing’s face immediately darkened. He knew exactly what Han Zifeng meant—saying he was faking illness to make Bai Zhiqing and the other women take care of him.

”Third Young Master Han, if you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I’ll make you relive the feeling of being in the army?” Lu Tianxing gritted his teeth.

”Uh.”

Upon hearing this, Han Zifeng’s smile vanished, and he shivered involuntarily. Relive it? Only a ghost would want to relive that. At that time, Lu Tianxing was practically a devil. Although they were brothers when not training, during training, Lu Tianxing would push him to the verge of death. That kind of torture was worse than death. He didn’t want to experience it again.

”Boss, no need. I think my life is pretty good now. By the way, boss, want a cigarette? This is a special supply from the military region, which I specially stole from my dad. Try it, see if it tastes the same as before.”

Han Zifeng laughed awkwardly, placed the flowers aside, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handing one to Lu Tianxing. Just as he was about to hand it over, his hand froze in mid-air.

”Boss, are you allowed to smoke now?”

”It won’t kill me. I smoked even when I was injured before. Light it up for me,” Lu Tianxing said nonchalantly.

Han Zifeng chuckled, lit a cigarette for Lu Tianxing, and handed it to him. Although smoking was banned in hospitals, this rule didn’t apply to people of influence. Rules were just toys in their hands.

”Indeed, it tastes the same as before, pure...”

Lu Tianxing took a puff, exhaled a smoke ring, and sighed. Before he could finish, he saw Bai Zhiqing’s icy gaze. He quickly extinguished the cigarette, remembering that he had promised Bai Zhiqing not to smoke. He almost forgot.

”Right, Third Young Master Han, how did you get injured?”

”Got slashed by some guy, but I’ll be fine in a few days. You know, for people like us, injuries are as common as eating and drinking. It’s no big deal.”

Han Zifeng shrugged, then picked up the flowers: ”Boss, I bought these for you this morning. Wish you a speedy recovery.”

Seeing the flowers, Lu Tianxing’s face darkened. Bai Zhiqing and Lin Yafei also looked at Han Zifeng with a strange expression, wondering if he was an idiot. Who brings white lilies to a sick person?

”Third Young Master Han, I give you three seconds to throw those flowers out, or I’ll throw you out.”

Lu Tianxing squeezed out a few words from his teeth. Visiting him in the hospital, it was one thing to bring flowers, but white lilies? Wasn’t that cursing him to die soon?

If not for knowing Han Zifeng’s character, Lu Tianxing wouldn’t mind throwing him out from the fifth floor.

”Uh!”

Confused, Han Zifeng glanced at the flowers in his hand: ”Boss, what’s wrong? These flowers are nice. I specially bought them for you this morning. Plus, the flower shop owner is quite pretty and single.”

”Cough cough.”

At this moment, Mu Qingxue suddenly coughed. When everyone’s gaze fell on her, her cheeks blushed slightly: ”Third Young Master Han, do you know what white lilies represent?”

”What do they represent?”

Han Zifeng was slightly stunned. He didn’t know what the flowers represented. As long as they looked good, that was enough. Why would there be so many rules?