Huo Zhenyang let out a wry smile, realizing that Qiao Yongyong, the wealthy heiress, might have some interest in Nie Yixiao.

Qiao Yongyong had always favored good-looking men, and her preference for handsome guys in the Capital, Mexico City, was well-known.

Despite her young age, her behavior was bold and daring; leveraging her brother’s power in Mexico, she had no idea how many men were at her beck and call.

That’s fine.

If Qiao Yongyong could cling to Nie Yixiao, he would have less intention of going after Jiayi.

Huo Zhenyang, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, said, "I wonder if Boss Nie would be willing? I can offer a raise."

Nie Yixiao’s face turned an iron shade of blue, "Miss Qiao’s bodyguards have already been arranged, each one is a one-in-a-thousand elite, there is no need to specifically add me."

Qiao Yongyong’s charming face showed a hint of disappointment, yet she was not discouraged, "You are the boss of the bodyguard business, and I am the client. Isn’t the client always right? I want to try the boss’s service right now, can’t you even satisfy such a small request of a client?"

Nie Yixiao: "..."

"Please," coaxed Qiao Yongyong as she walked over, got close to his face, batting her eyelashes and then circled to his other side, "say yes."

Seeing Nie Yixiao being so relentlessly pursued by Qiao Yongyong that his face was almost turning purple, Jiayi whispered softly, "Just agree to her."

Nie Yixiao finally nodded, "Alright. During Miss Qiao’s stay in Yunling, I will personally lead the team to protect you."

Qiao Yongyong was overjoyed and looked curiously at the young woman behind Nie Yixiao, then glanced at Huo Zhenyang, obviously recognizing who she was.

She was Huo Shao’s ex-wife, Miss Chu.

As soon as Miss Chu spoke, Nie Yixiao immediately agreed. It seemed he really did value her opinion.

At that moment, Nie Yixiao ordered, "Escort Mr. Huo and Miss Qiao to the car. Back to Disheng."

Back to Disheng...

So, was this Qiao Yongyong living with him too?

Who exactly was this Qiao Yongyong?

Jiayi’s gaze rippled slightly.

Huo Zhenyang took note of the subtle expressions on the young woman’s face, his lips curving slightly upward as he reached out a long arm to encircle Qiao Yongyong’s waist, "Yongyong, get in the car."

Nie Yixiao saw him deliberately making an intimate gesture with Qiao Yongyong in front of Jiayi, his brows furrowed as he commanded his subordinates, "Hurry up."

Qiao Yongyong turned around and threw a flirty glance at Nie Yixiao, "Bye-bye, then see you at Disheng."

Before turning to leave, Huo Zhenyang’s gaze swept over, landing on Jiayi.

It was like a spark that scalded her, and Jiayi dodged his gaze.

Seeing her still cold and indifferent toward him, the harshness in Huo Zhenyang’s eyes deepened as he clutched Qiao Yongyong even tighter.

After walking a few steps, his gaze fell on the hand of one of Nie Yixiao’s subordinates.

Nie Yixiao had just gone in to see Qiao Yongyong and had left the soup Jiayi gave him with an outside subordinate.

As Huo Zhenyang passed by the subordinate while holding Qiao Yongyong close, he lifted his arm as if to adjust his collar, but his elbow just happened to strike precisely against the subordinate’s hand.

With a crisp "bang", the thermos hit the ground!

The lid came off, and scalding hot soup spilled everywhere!

Damn it, deer antler soup, actually making such nourishing soup for someone with the surname Nie.

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes narrowed fiercely, his teeth grinding softly, looking at the soup on the floor, he felt even more pleased.

Let’s see how you’re going to drink it now!

"Boss, Miss Chu, I’m sorry, it was my fault for not holding it properly," the bodyguard’s subordinate apologized, not daring to blame the young Huo.

Jiayi’s complexion turned a slight shade of green, clearly seeing that Huo Zhenyang had knocked over the soup she brought for Nie Yixiao on purpose!

Nie Yixiao frowned slightly, "It’s fine. Get in the car first."

Surrounded by bodyguards, Huo Zhenyang and Qiao Yongyong got into the bodyguard’s car.

Watching the two get into the car, Nie Yixiao said to Jiayi, "Jiayi, I’ll take you home first."

The task of picking up people was completed, and Huo Zhenyang and Qiao Yongyong went back to Disheng with the bodyguards. There was nothing else to do in the morning.

Jiayi seemed lost in thought, taking a while to come back to her senses.

Nie Yixiao noticed the astonishment and trance Jiayi had when she saw Qiao Yongyong and said, "That Miss Qiao probably doesn’t have anything to do with Zhenyang."

Jiayi was startled and forced a shallow smile, "What are you talking about? Whether he gets a girlfriend or even remarries, it has nothing to do with me anymore."

"Really? Yet, I saw you staring at Qiao Yongyong for quite a long time."

"I was just curious about who this Qiao Yongyong is. I had never heard of such a friend of the Huo Family before. The girl looks young but seems to have rich experiences. Her clothes suggest she comes from a wealthy family, but her behavior doesn’t seem like that of a lady from a distinguished family. Quite interesting."

Nie Yixiao glanced at the receding back of the bodyguard’s car, "It is said that she is the younger sister of the current leader of the Longding Society and seems to be staying in Yunling for some time. Zhenyang has ordered the bodyguard company to protect her closely during this period, not allowing any mistakes. Zhenyang seems to value this Miss Qiao Yongyong a lot."

Longding Society.

Was that the organization with influence in many countries that had always been on good terms with Zhenyang in private?

Previously, when she and Zaizai were abducted by Zhenyang’s political enemy Yan Bin, Zhenyang had sought help from people in the Longding Society to search for them.

Later on, when he enlisted the aid of both legal and underworld forces to corner Yan Bin, it was the Longding Society that he had called upon from the underworld side.

No wonder Qiao Yongyong had such a unique aura. So she was a mobster princess.

However, why would he bring the sister of the Longding Society’s boss back to the country?

What was the purpose of—bringing Qiao Yongyong back to the country?

Jiayi pondered for a while, then pulled her thoughts back.

What he wanted to do, what his purpose was, and what his relationship with that Qiao Yongyong really was... none of it had anything to do with her anymore.

She lifted her head and saw Nie Yixiao looking at her attentively, waiting for an answer. She mustered a smile, "It’s nothing, I can go back by myself. You should head over to Disheng. Didn’t you tell that Miss Qiao that you would be protecting her personally? If she doesn’t see you, I’m afraid she might trouble your bodyguard company."

That woman was indeed troublesome.

Nie Yixiao’s eyebrows furrowed, and he finally hummed, "Alright, then I’ll head over now."

*

The bodyguard’s car, protected by vehicles in front and behind, headed toward the Disheng Villa Area.

Inside the car, Qiao Yongyong pried Huo Zhenyang’s hand away and rolled her eyes, "Are you done pretending? Your ex-wife is out of sight now."

Huo Zhenyang’s handsome face turned awkward, and a touch of annoyance added to his brow, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Are you thinking I’m blind or an idiot? Even a fool can see you were deliberately provoking your ex-wife. Too bad though, it seems Miss Chu didn’t get jealous at all—tsk tsk."

Qiao Yongyong had been spoiled by her brother from a young age and wasn’t afraid to provoke even a tiger. She wasn’t intimidated in front of the glum young Huo.

"Shut up," the man’s voice was already frosty, "I brought you here for serious business, not for you to gossip."

"You made a fool of yourself and now you don’t want people to talk? That grim attitude. No wonder Miss Chu is so gentle with Mr. Nie, but to you—"

"Keep talking and I’ll sew your mouth shut, and don’t say I didn’t even give your brother face."