He didn’t need any bodyguard agency, yet he specifically hired Nie Yixiao’s company; it was clearly intentional.

Meanwhile, Huo Zhenyang’s sharp hawk-like eyes bore into her with such intensity, it felt as though he could draw her in through the crowd.

Jiayi came to her senses and avoided his gaze, her tone nonchalant, "Then I’m leaving, Brother Yixiao."

Just as she was about to turn around, she heard Huo Zhenyang’s arrogant and magnetic voice rise:

"Mr. Nie, please take your subordinate and go greet my friend inside."

As the bodyguard agency on retainer, Nie Yixiao of course knew in advance that someone was accompanying Huo Zhenyang back to Yunling from Mexico.

Nie Yixiao glanced at Jiayi who had walked away and led his subordinates into the VIP passage.

*

The private jet lay quietly on the tarmac.

The cabin door was open.

On the airstairs, a delicately beautiful figure looked around curiously, and seeing the bodyguard agency’s personnel approaching, she descended nimbly.

She was a very young girl, seeming to have just reached adulthood, wearing black oversized sunglasses. Her figure, wrapped in a tight leather miniskirt, was curvaceous, exuding a sultry and spicy allure beyond her years.

Nie Yixiao realized this was the friend Huo Zhenyang had brought back with him.

Even after resigning as CEO of Huo Group, Huo Zhenyang’s entourage still included many attendants like George and other capable individuals; actually, there was no need to hire a bodyguard agency.

This time, he had employed the agency specifically for this friend.

To put it bluntly, this girl was the true client Nie Yixiao was charged with protecting on this mission.

He walked over with his subordinates and spoke politely, "Miss Qiao, is it?"

The girl took off her sunglasses, her beautiful eyes curved into crescents, and she extended her hand, "Hello, I’m Qiao Yongyong."

"Hello. Nie Yixiao." He introduced himself briefly and crisply, "I’m the owner of the bodyguard agency employed by Mr. Huo. This is my team; they will be the ones protecting you during your stay in Yunling."

Qiao Yongyong’s eyes lifted in appraisal of the man before her, "Mr. Huo is so thoughtful, assigning such a handsome bodyguard to me."

With a raise of her delicate hand, she pinched Nie Yixiao’s pectorals, "Such firm muscles, you’ve trained well. I feel very secure with your protection."

A few of the young bodyguards blushed, not expecting the client to be so bold and straightforward.

Nie Yixiao’s brows furrowed, and he gently but discernibly placed Qiao Yongyong’s hand down, "Miss Qiao, to be precise, it’s my team who will be protecting you. These gentlemen will accompany you and ensure your personal safety. I usually don’t handle matters personally."

With that, he introduced the few bodyguards behind him to Qiao Yongyong.

Qiao Yongyong wasn’t interested in Nie Yixiao’s introductions and glanced briefly at the bodyguards, muttering, "None of them are as good-looking as you."

Nie Yixiao’s face darkened a bit, "Miss Qiao, they are bodyguards, not gigolos."

As the protective detail, Nie Yixiao naturally had researched his client’s identity and background beforehand.

Sure enough, she was a rich heiress, employing a bodyguard yet being picky, treating them like ducks and insisting on handsome ones!

The young owner of the bodyguard agency looked all the more appealing in his mildly irritated state, his abstinence and restraint oddly charming.

Qiao Yongyong’s smile blossomed, and lifting her rosy-colored hand, she couldn’t help but touch the man’s chest again, teasing as she pinched, "If you protect me personally, I can pay extra, you know."

Nie Yixiao’s brows knit tighter, and he took her hand again, "I’m sorry, Miss Qiao. Mr. Huo is waiting for you outside the VIP passage. Let’s go outside first."

Then, he raised his voice, "Get Miss Qiao’s luggage, please escort Miss Qiao out."

"Yes!" The bodyguards responded.

Qiao Yongyong pouted but didn’t say anything more, exiting with the bodyguards surrounding her, leading the way.

*

Meanwhile, outside the VIP passage.

After Nie Yixiao and his subordinates entered the passage, Jiayi quickly headed toward her MINI.

But she heard footsteps behind her, and her heart panicked.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Huo Zhenyang approaching with large strides, his eyes, like those of a beast zeroing in on its prey, slightly bloodshot.

The remaining few bodyguards and ground staff beside him didn’t dare to stop him.

She quickened her pace, hoping to get into the car and drive away from the airport as soon as possible.

Just a few steps away from the vehicle, a chill swept up from behind her, and she felt the ground disappear beneath her feet as someone lifted her by the waist.

Huo Zhenyang carried her straight to a nearby bodyguard’s car, which was there to pick him up.

Several bodyguards from the VIP exit door and a few airport ground staff were left behind; this action caused quite a stir among them.

Jiayi, after the initial shock and fear, came to her senses and began pounding on him, "What are you doing? Put me down—"

In broad daylight, after taking Brother Yixiao away, and now in front of so many people, like this—

Did this man think he was entitled to do so?

Did he still think they were husband and wife!

"Let you go? Today, you delivered yourself right to my doorstep," he said, his eyes blazing.

She bit her lip in anger.

How could she have known he would hire Nie Yixiao’s security company!

And she certainly didn’t expect to bump into him while delivering soup today!

Nie Yixiao’s subordinate, who was left outside, finally reacted and was about to step forward when George stopped him,

"It’s their domestic affair. Can you manage that?"

"Domestic affair?" The people exchanged glances and immediately realized,

The lady who came to deliver the soup to the boss... Miss Chu, could she be the ex-wife who divorced Huo Zhenyang a few months ago?

No wonder she looked a bit familiar.

They might have seen her on TV during the couple’s grand wedding in the past.

Meanwhile, Huo Zhenyang had reached the side of the bodyguard’s car in just a few strides.

With a forceful move, he flung the car door open and threw her inside!

She hardly had time to care about her aching bones as she tried to scramble up, but her vision went dark!

He swiftly shut the door of the bodyguard’s car.

Bodyguard vehicles are usually spacious business cars.

But she didn’t get far before he cornered her to a spot with nowhere to hide.

With her back against the car door, she watched him warily, "Mr. Huo, we are already divorced. What do you mean by this behavior?"

"What behavior? Like this?"

Huo Zhenyang easily grasped her delicate neck and pulled her forcefully into his embrace. In the dim light inside the car, his deep eyes were filled with intense mockery, "Or is it like this?"

As his words fell, his hand slid to the collar of her coat and with one tug, pulled it down.

The expanse of her pale shoulder blades and the enticing butterfly bones became visible, instantly igniting the long-starved heat in his eyes.

"You... pervert! Aren’t you afraid of the people outside—" she said indignantly, pulling her coat up sharply to cover the exposed area.

He knew what she wanted to say, and laughed, "Have you forgotten? I got tired of that title of mayor, and I don’t play that game anymore. I even resigned as the CEO of Huo Group. Someone with no position or title, what would I be afraid of, darling?"

Her mind was slightly moved.

She didn’t know why, but although he had resigned from all his business and political positions, it seemed that he had come back with an aura even more piercing than before.