At seven o'clock in the morning the next day, Wang Yu got up early from bed, careful not to disturb Lin Xi, who was still sound asleep. He left the Sunshine District and hailed a taxi to Liu Jiayi's villa.
If he could, he would have liked to laze in bed a while longer, but he had already become someone else's personal bodyguard, hadn't he? Now burdened with the responsibility of protecting Liu Jiayi, he naturally had to get to her villa earlier to safely escort her to Yuntian Group.
A few minutes past seven, Wang Yu was already outside Liu Jiayi's villa, but the two women hadn't woken up yet. So, he sat down on the steps in front of the door and leaned against it, dozing off.
He didn't know how much time had passed when he heard a slight rustling of footsteps from behind the door. This sound was almost inaudible, but to Wang Yu, a former assassin, it was enough.
