Jiayi was determined to leave: "In any case, it’s not good to disturb Mr. Huo. If Mr. Huo wants to see Zaizai, we can schedule a time in advance later."

His teeth clenched, he caught one of her delicate wrists, too lazy to say more, about to scold Auntie Li to take Little Baozi away and pull this little woman in when there came the sound of footsteps at the door.

Nie Yixiao’s figure appeared, striding over.

Jiayi looked at him as if seeing a savior: "Brother Yixiao!"

Late night was Nie Yixiao’s working hours. He had just arrived at Disheng to ensure Qiao Yongyong’s safety and happened to witness the scene.

He glanced at Jiayi, his tall frame closing the gap between them almost imperceptibly, separating the two: "Jiayi, why haven’t you gone back yet at such a late hour?"

Jiayi knew he was helping her out of the predicament and immediately nodded: "Yes, I’m leaving right now!~"

With that, she didn’t look back and left the villa with Little Baozi in her arms.

Huo Zhenyang’s eyes flashed with anger, too lazy to bother with Nie Yixiao, was about to go forward when Nie Yixiao stood in his way, neither servile nor overbearing: "Mr. Huo, aren’t you resting at this late hour?"

"Don’t forget who is the boss paying your salary." Huo Zhenyang, hearing the sound of a car starting up in the courtyard, knew that little woman had escaped, his tone icy cold.

"What’s all this noise in the dead of night..." Qiao Yongyong, seeing as if Nie Yixiao was at a disadvantage, quickly ran downstairs in her negligee, pulled Nie Yixiao aside, and made a face at Huo Zhenyang: "Mr. Huo, enjoy yourself, Boss Nie has to work!"

Saying so, she led Nie Yixiao upstairs, finally breaking the standoff.

As soon as they reached the second floor, Qiao Yongyong pushed Nie Yixiao into her room, then closed the door with a bang.

Nie Yixiao’s eyebrows twitched slightly: "Miss Qiao, thank you for your help just now. I’ll go work in the next room."

Despite being a bodyguard, distinctions between men and women are observed.

The bodyguard would usually not be in Qiao Yongyong’s room.

The on-duty bodyguard generally monitors from the room next to Qiao Yongyong’s, ready to intervene at the first sign of trouble.

Qiao Yongyong grabbed his hand, glanced outside, pouted, and exaggeratedly said: "Wait a bit before going out. You let Miss Chu go, and Mr. Huo is angry with you now. That man’s temper scares even the madmen; you’d be safer with me."

Nie Yixiao couldn’t help but smile: "Miss Qiao, I don’t think Mr. Huo will eat me."

"You may not think so, but I’m scared, okay?" Qiao Yongyong’s luminous big eyes blinked like brilliant stars, fixated on the man before her, "It wasn’t easy finding a suitable bodyguard, I don’t want you to offend him and get fired by him!"

Undoubtedly, the girl in front of him was beautiful with a vibrant, youthful charm, her innate vigor and energy made her like a fiery red rose, fragrant and captivating.

In the dead of night, such a red rose standing in front of him in a thin nightgown would make it difficult for any man to resist, let alone refuse to stay.

However, Nie Yixiao’s eyes remained undisturbed, looking straight at her: "Rest assured. Mr. Huo may be a bit overbearing, but he is not immature and impulsive. My duty to protect Miss Qiao’s safety has been performed very well; he will not choose another."

After a pause, he added, "Now, may I go, Miss Qiao?"

With that, he turned and walked towards the guest room’s door.

"Am I very ugly?"

Qiao Yongyong’s voice, discontent with her pursed red lips, drifted from behind.

Nie Yixiao’s steps halted.

She was, after all, the daughter of a Mafia Gang, even the potential female head of the Longding Society, yet there was no difference between her and a little girl.

He turned his head, somewhat amused: "No one said you’re ugly."

If Qiao Yongyong were ugly, then perhaps there would be no beautiful women in this world.

"You’re lying to me. Then why do you look at me as if you’ve seen a ghost, unwilling to stay even for one more minute?" Qiao Yongyong’s tone was petulant as she took a few steps closer to him.

Her beauty was aggressive, making men wary as if she were a bewitching rose with thorns, alluring yet prickly to the touch.

As she approached, a faint fragrance wafted to Nie Yixiao’s nose.

This man was like a perpetual snow-capped mountain, too difficult to conquer.

He could also be warm and gentle, but only toward Miss Chu.

A sense of loss filled Qiao Yongyong’s heart.

She admitted that she had taken a liking to this man at first sight. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

So when he was cold to her and gentle with other women, it made her uncomfortable.

Having been spoiled since childhood by her brother and the uncles and elders of Longding Society, she grew up with a passionate nature that loved freely.

When it came to the man of her dreams, she didn’t like to hesitate.

He said nothing, just maintained his distance: "Miss Qiao, you really are very beautiful. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many men falling head over heels for you."

Although Nie Yixiao had not been protecting Qiao Yongyong for very long, he was somewhat aware of how many boyfriends she’d had in Mexico and how many men had pursued her.

This comment was less a compliment and more a mockery of her promiscuity.

Qiao Yongyong wasn’t pleased at all, her beautiful eyes flashed as she moved inches closer, her fragrance invading the man’s handsome, frosty face: "No matter how beautiful I am, in your eyes, I still can’t compare to Miss Chu, can I?"

Nie Yixiao’s displeasure spread across his eyebrows and eyes as he stared at her indifferently: "Miss Qiao, please don’t compare yourself with her. You and she, there’s nothing to compare."

It turned out that she had overestimated herself,

She didn’t even have the standing to be compared with Miss Chu.

Qiao Yongyong wasn’t angry, but the radiance in her striking eyes dimmed slightly.

Seconds later, she lifted her lips, a gentle smile blooming like an open rose: "I really envy Miss Chu."

She paused before adding, "But, she’s already married to Huo Zhenyang and they have a child. Even if they were to divorce now, you can see, Huo Zhenyang hasn’t let her go. If you continue like this, there may not be any outcome..."

His eyes flashed dangerously before she could finish, grasping her snow-white wrist and yanking her to him. His voice deepened: "My private affairs are none of Miss Qiao’s concern."

"Ouch, it hurts~"

Seeing her face crinkle in pain, Nie Yixiao then released her hand, but his expression turned even colder.

Qiao Yongyong rubbed her wrist, blinking her eyelashes, and slowly raised her delicate hand to rest on the man’s broad shoulders: "...So, why not consider me instead?"

Her graceful hand glided down from his shoulder, settling on the man’s solid chest, a clear provocation.

Nie Yixiao’s handsome face changed as he flung her tender hand away mercilessly and then caught her other wrist, pushing her against the wall with a stern warning:

"Miss Qiao, please remember, I am just your bodyguard, not one of your past boyfriends. If you wish to play around, you may look for a gigolo, but I am not at your service!"

Having served the ism organization for many years, with continuous training and never stopping even when injured, his strength was greater than that of an average person and his moves extremely fast.

Pressing a teenage girl against a wall was not particularly difficult for him at this moment.