The Beautiful CEO's Close Bodyguard-Chapter 1410 - 1423

Lin Lin was filled with righteous indignation, standing up for Xia Youran.

"Alright, although I’m heartbroken too, this meaningless relationship has helped me see what people around me are truly like, so it’s worth it," said Xia Youran, staring straight at Lin Lin. "You! Don’t do anything that betrays me, now you’re my only good friend left, do you hear?!"

Lin Lin, feeling a bit chilled by her stare, couldn’t help but laugh, "Could it be true what Meng Jiao said, are you really into women? My sexual orientation is quite normal, so don’t set your sights on me."

"Get lost."

Her sexual orientation was perfectly normal! Just half a month ago, she’d verified it at this very bar!

"Don’t wear those lousy glasses, you’re not really nearsighted, why do you always bring them when we go out?" said Lin Lin, reaching out to take off Xia Youran’s black-framed glasses.

"No way," Xia Youran quickly stopped her. She didn’t want to take off her glasses in such a setting and invite unnecessary trouble.

The glasses were a barrier to protect her eyes, filled with Spiritual Energy from the vibrations of the Spiritual Spring.

While they were playfully teasing each other, some men with tattoos and large gold chains, waddling with their bellies, approached them.

"Hey, little sisters, how come no one’s accompanying you?" a greasy fat hand landed on Xia Youran’s fragrant shoulder.

A stench wafted over, making Xia Youran want to gag.

"Let go!"

With a slap, Xia Youran knocked away the vomit-inducing hand, her gaze wishing it could turn into blades to cut it off.

"Oh, the little sister has some spice, brother likes that. Come, let brother take you to somewhere fun," he said, signaling others to come forward. They each took one side and started to lead them out.

"Let go, let go of me!" No matter how loud she screamed, it was drowned out by the deafening music.

In the dance floor, people of all kinds twisted their bodies, the atmosphere charged with ambiguity, completely ignoring what was happening here.

The commotion didn’t attract much attention; in such a place, self-preservation is a smart choice. But of course, there are smart people who like meddling...

Upon walking in, the figure in front glanced over, pausing slightly—was it her? That woman from the video...

Dressed in trousers, with her hair casually tied up in a high ponytail, she looked no different from a student. Ye Chen halted his steps and signaled to the person beside him, "Go handle it."

Standing on his other side, a man curiously asked, "Wow, since when did our big master Ye start rescuing beauties? Not bad, not bad, that girl with glasses is quite nice, just..."

Just that the glasses don’t look so great.

Of course, Jason wouldn’t say that aloud. He could already feel the cold air emanating from the man beside him, the devouring gaze locked on that woman, more precisely, on the hands that touched her...

"Take them next door," said Ye Chen, striding inward.

Those left behind exchanged puzzled looks—they didn’t understand their boss’s intentions: take them next door? Both of them? Boss, are you planning for a threesome tonight...

They looked to Jason for answers, but he pretended not to notice. Who knew what Ye Chen was planning now, as Jason left them with a graceful retreat and followed Ye Chen’s long stride.

Inside a discreet room, a middle-aged man knelt on the floor, his weary appearance eliciting pity from anyone who saw him.

"Boss Xia, have you thought it over?" Ye Chen sat across from him, his presence exuding a regal aura that dared not be met with eye contact.

He meekly, tremblingly knelt on the ground, unable to utter a word.

The man kneeling was none other than the long-missing Xia Guoqiang, Xia Youran’s father.

Ye Chen had just bluntly proposed that he’d help him make a comeback, with only one condition: his daughter.

Many women dreamed of marrying such a man; no family would refuse to have such a catch for a son-in-law.

At thirty, he was already a business tycoon: wealthy and influential.

With him assisting the Xia Family, making a comeback? Even thriving would be within reach.

But he was Ye Chen! While others only saw his exterior, Xia Guoqiang knew him as a ruthless man, killing so effortlessly it was akin to blinking. He was like a ticking time bomb; if not handled carefully, he would surely explode destructively.

Though Xia Guoqiang didn’t know why he was chosen, he couldn’t bring himself to sell out his beloved daughter for his own future relief.

Seeing his demeanor, Ye Chen inwardly scoffed and expressionlessly looked at him, "Boss Xia, the interest on the loans is accumulating, you know."

"Surely Boss Xia isn’t unaware that those people have already found your precious daughter?"

Xia Guoqiang suddenly lifted his head, looking at Ye Chen in terror, whose mischievous smile seemed seductive and devilish.

"Mr. Ye, You Ran is still young..."

"Rest assured, Boss Xia, I’ve already gotten rid of those people for you. Now, the lender you’re dealing with is me."

Upon hearing Ye Chen’s words, Xia Guoqiang felt even more fearful.

"Boss Xia, you don’t need to answer me in haste. You have three days to consider, after which it’s not too late to come to me."

Three days...

Xia Guoqiang’s body, already fearful and shivering, shook even more intensely. He knew full well what disasters he and his daughter might face within those three days.

Xia Youran and Lin Lin huddled together in the corner of the sofa, two burly men in sunglasses standing beside them—exuding a stern aura that made Xia Youran inwardly lament their escape from the wolf’s den only to fall into the tiger’s lair. This bar definitely wasn’t the place for them.

They had been waiting for over half an hour already, and if they remained curled up any longer, their bodies would become stiff.

Trying to loosen up, Xia Youran gathered her courage to speak to one of the sunglass men, "Um, big brother, thank you for rescuing us, but it’s getting late, we should probably head home."

Saying this, she got up and pulled Lin Lin with her to leave.

Another sunglass man stepped forward to block their path, expressionless, without saying a word.

Xia Youran started to rage inwardly, couldn’t he at least say something to tell us who we’re waiting for?

Lin Lin, naturally timid, was even more frightened now, shrinking behind Xia Youran, "You Ran, maybe, maybe we should wait a little longer?"

"We don’t even know who we’re waiting for; they all act like we owe them eight hundred yuan," said Xia Youran, her heart trembling.

"But we don’t owe them any money?" Lin Lin said, utterly bewildered.

Xia Youran froze, could it be those thugs? With this thought, she clutched Lin Lin’s hand even tighter.

"You Ran, you’re hurting me."