"Damn it, do these guys want to be enemies with Che Corporation, or don’t they want this investment?"

A young man spat coldly, his eyes flashing with a sinister cold gleam, and his body exuded a bone-chilling coldness.

Following this, the young man took out a cellphone and directly dialed a number.

"Hello, is this Secretary Xu? It’s Che Taiming. I want to know who authorized the release of the bastard who killed my brother. Are you aware that if my father finds out about this, the investment this time might..."

The young man spoke in a heavy tone.

Clearly, this young man was also from the Che Corporation, and he was the eldest son, Che Taixian’s brother, Che Taiming. He had come to Zhonghai specifically to deal with his brother’s affairs, only to receive such troubling news.

"Okay, I got it."

A moment later, Che Taiming hung up the phone, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, his eyes flickering with an unusual expression.

"Eldest Young Master, what did Secretary Xu say?"

The middle-aged man in a suit couldn’t help but ask. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"It was a special organization from Huaxia that intervened, so that guy was released."

Che Taiming said with a cold voice.

The middle-aged man’s eyes condensed, a hint of surprise flashing through them. He was, of course, aware of what that special organization represented.

"Is that kid a member of that organization?"

"It’s not clear, but no matter who he is, he killed my brother, and this vengeance must be avenged. Otherwise, not only will my father not let this go, but Che Corporation’s face will also be utterly lost."

The middle-aged man locked his gaze on Che Taiming and said, "Eldest Young Master, what do you plan to do?"

"Since Huaxia’s people can’t handle him, we will take care of it ourselves. You take some people and bring him here."

Che Taiming uttered solemnly.

"Yes, Eldest Young Master."

The middle-aged man nodded and left.

"Hey, Sister Yan, the great beauty, getting dressed like this and showing up in my room early in the morning, could it be that you have designs on me? I must tell you, I may sell art, but I don’t sell myself."

Early in the morning, just as Ye Luo awoke, he saw Yan Ling standing in front of him, dressed in a semi-transparent patterned nightgown. Had he not realized early on that she was friend rather than foe, the great beauty might have unknowingly become a dead beauty.

"I wouldn’t want your body even if you were selling it. I’m here to wake you up to go shopping with me. What are you thinking about?"

Yan Ling spoke.

"What? Go shopping with you? You’ve got to be kidding me."

Ye Luo said with a look of fear. He remembered the last time he accompanied Luo Jingxuan shopping at the mall, ending up wandering around for hours and even encountered the subsequent case.

"How about you ask my aunt to go with you instead?"

Ye Luo said to Yan Ling in rapid succession; he really didn’t want to go shopping again, as it was truly exhausting.

"No, Jingxuan is busy today and has gone out, so you need to accompany me. Moreover, with my stunning and glamorous looks, it would be a great loss if some scoundrel followed me and took advantage of me, wouldn’t it?"

Yan Ling revealed a tantalizing smile at the corner of her mouth. With her phoenix eyes carrying a soul-stealing gaze, she fixed them on Ye Luo.

"Alright, I can’t take it anymore; I’ll go,"

Finally, unable to resist Yan Ling’s bewitching eyes, Ye Luo quickly agreed.

"I mean, who says I’m a good person? Let’s get this straight, it’s not that I’m scared of you, but rather I’m showing mercy by accompanying you this one time," Ye Luo grumbled as he climbed out of bed.

After freshening up, Ye Luo once again became the protector of flowers as he accompanied Yan Ling into the red sports car.

However, this time, he didn’t encounter any kidnapping cases, but he did endure a myriad of murderous gazes along the way—all cast by men, naturally because of the seductive woman by his side who could entice the souls of countless men.

Calling Yan Ling a beauty on par with Daji wouldn’t be an exaggeration; metaphorical phrases like ’enough to make fishes sink and birds alight, and shame flowers into closing at the moon’s presence’ could all be heaped upon her without fault.

Ye Luo’s education wasn’t anything to boast about; he wasn’t one for scholarly phrases, but he was certain that if Cao Zhi were to be resurrected and meet Yan Ling, he might very well write a second enduring ’Ode to the Nymph of the Luo River.’

He couldn’t articulate phrases as ornate as ’ethereal as the swirling snow carried by the flowing wind,’ but in his own words, it roughly meant—this chick could score at least eighty-nine points; such looks, figure, and fashion sense were sure to instantly captivate everyone, from octogenarians to teenage boys.

Young men in their prime and some vigorous middle-aged men all ogled Yan Ling with greedy eyes, then naturally swept Ye Luo with looks of envy, jealousy, and hatred, hardly able to resist the urge to dispose of him and take his place.

"Heh, just keep envying me, guys."

Ye Luo wasn’t bothered by their stares, and a smug smile even played upon his lips, as he boldly wrapped his arm around Yan Ling’s waist.

"What are you doing?" Yan Ling blushed and spat out.

"I’m telling you, you’ve gone too far today!"

Ye Luo spoke with an air of righteousness, while his hand made itself comfortable on her slender waist.

"I’ve gone too far? You’re the one to point fingers first, where have I gone too far? Make it clear, who exactly is the one going too far here!"

Yan Ling huffed angrily, extricating herself from Ye Luo’s embrace.

"You... You’re excessively beautiful! Look at how many pairs of eyes are pinned on you. Do you know how much pressure that adds to me? Protecting you was already difficult, and now it’s become even harder. Tell me, isn’t that going too far?"

Ye Luo said with a mischievous smile.

"Get lost!" Yan Ling continued to huff angrily, yet she couldn’t help feeling secretly delighted.

Half an hour later.

"Sister Yan, are you planning to buy clothes?"

Ye Lu asked as he faced a women’s clothing store in front of them.

"Yeah, I’m planning to buy a few pieces."

Ye Luo glanced at Yan Ling’s figure and said nonchalantly, "Can you even find your size here? I feel like you’re someone who’d need custom-made clothes."

"You’re so annoying!" It took a moment for Yan Ling to catch what Ye Luo was hinting at, but once she did, her eyes gleamed playfully as she turned to look at him with a smile.

She said he was annoying, but her face revealed her happiness. After all, a woman dresses for the man who pleases her; which woman doesn’t like being complimented, especially in the roundabout, ingenious ways that Ye Luo did.

"A woman doesn’t love a man who’s not ’bad.’" Ye Luo shrugged.

"So, are you coming in to look, or are you going to wait outside?" Yan Ling challenged sweetly.

"I’m supposed to protect Sister Yan from the clutches of those rogues, so naturally, I’ll go in with you," Ye Luo claimed earnestly. With such a good opportunity at hand, how could he miss it? "I need to protect you up close, and if I could enter the fitting room with you, that would be even better!"

"You... you rascal..." Yan Ling was at a loss for words, shaking her head at his audacity; dare he even suggest the fitting room? Did this beauty look that easy to him?

Regardless, Ye Luo followed Yan Ling into the store without batting an eyelid.

Suddenly seeing a man enter the store, the female sales clerk looked at Ye Luo with a surprised expression, but it quickly turned into shyness.

Ye Luo looked quite decent when he wasn’t spouting nonsense, almost giving off a suave and debonair vibe as he sauntered hands-in-pockets; one could believe him to be a model.

His eyes now scanned the assortment of women’s garments in the store—the form-fitting dresses, the very short denims, the body-hugging tops...

To Ye Luo, these beautiful clothes sparked imaginative thoughts; this piece would look good on Yan Ling, that one would suit Luo Jingxuan, that dress would be perfect on Yang Bingning...