Throughout the journey, Ye Qiu's eyes swept over the row houses they passed by from time to time.
Rich people sure are plentiful!
Each villa looked impressive, truly befitting a wealthy neighborhood.
"Master Ye, the villa ahead is the young lady's," said Butler Liu, leading the way and looking back at him.
"Mm," Ye Qiu responded, obediently following behind.
Before long, the two entered a detached villa.
Shen Tianlong had good taste, Ye Qiu thought, admiring the villa's gothic architectural style. He had visited many countries, but it was his first time seeing such a style in China.
"Master Ye, I must warn you, our young lady has a bit of a temper. If she offends you later, I hope you will forgive her," Butler Liu stopped and seriously offered a preemptive warning.
Ye Qiu nodded nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, I won't take a woman's words to heart."
Butler Liu rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that you had just made a woman who offended you switch her job position, nearly losing her job, and here you are telling me you won't take offense with a woman, I'll believe that when pigs fly!
"Hehe, Butler Liu, let's go in," Ye Qiu chuckled, knowing what Butler Liu was thinking, and hurriedly changed the subject.
At the door, Butler Liu gently pressed down and the fingerprint recognition system announced that they could pass, then the door automatically opened.
"Young lady, for your safety, the master has especially invited Master Ye."
"Young lady?"
Butler Liu called out a couple of times, but there was no response in the empty hall.
Ye Qiu surveyed the entire first-floor hall, with white sofas in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and a swing nearby.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu's ears twitched; a dark shadow rushed forward and pounced at him.
"Watch out," Butler Liu shouted, but by then his warning was too late. The wolfhound, as tall as a person, had already pounced in front of Ye Qiu.
"Hmph," Ye Qiu did not move an inch. As he let out a cold snort, a domineering presence silently emanated from him. The previously fierce and intimidating wolfhound, just about to pounce on Ye Qiu, suddenly became subdued, as if realizing that its prey was a monster ten times more ferocious than itself.
"Whimper..." The wolfhound obediently lay at Ye Qiu's feet, motionless and very docile, instantly turning into a submissive little puppy.
Witnessing this scene, Butler Liu's heart stirred slightly, his gaze toward Ye Qiu contained something different. In that moment just now, he felt an icy killing intent bursting from this young man beside him—more terrifying than any assassin he had encountered. Even when Ye Qiu exuded his killing intent, Butler Liu could not move a muscle.
How terrifying!
Butler Liu took a deep look at the seemingly harmless Ye Qiu. If he had not felt it personally, he would have found it hard to imagine that the recent outburst of murderous intent came from this young man.
No wonder the master revered that person so much. It turned out his disciple was indeed this formidable.
Well, that's good. The young lady's safety should be assured now.
"Ha, it seems Butler Liu is a martial artist too," Ye Qiu observed Butler Liu's actions. Just now, he had clearly seen Butler Liu take a protective stance, a posture one couldn't adopt without years of training.
Of course, Liu Bo's skills were child's play to Ye Qiu. At the very least, he had dozens of ways to instantly break through all of Liu Bo's defenses.
"Big Black, you coward!" At that moment, a light scold came through, as a young girl emerged from the room opposite, her face full of anger.
"Aren't you coming over?" the girl said to the big black dog, but without Ye Qiu's command, the dog, no matter how much the girl called, simply wouldn't budge.
"Hmph, heartless Big Black, not even listening to me. I won't feed you tasty treats anymore, you useless thing," the girl muttered to herself while her gaze sized up the man before her.
Ye Qiu also sized up the girl from top to bottom.
"So young and already packing such heat?" Ye Qiu's gaze swept up and down incessantly, making Shen Mengchen very uncomfortable. In her opinion, the man before her looked nothing like a bodyguard but rather like a rustic, cringe-worthy trend-chaser.
That unkempt beard and clothes that at a glance seemed like they were picked up from a roadside stall were unbearable to her, but what she could tolerate least was his shoes, which were unbearably low-end, definitely not worth more than twenty yuan.
Where on earth did her father find such a character? Could he really be a bodyguard?
Before Ye Qiu could speak, Shen Mengchen had already mentally dismissed him. She would never want someone like him following her to protect her, not even if killed!
"Hehe, Miss Shen, hello," Ye Qiu extended his hand.
Seeing Ye Qiu reach out his hand, she turned her head away and walked straight to the sofa on the side and lay down, telling Liu Bo, "Let him go. I don't need a bodyguard."
"Cough cough." Ye Qiu coughed awkwardly, sheepishly pulling back his ignored hand as if he hadn't heard Shen Mengchen's words, and muttered to himself, "Where's my room?"
Ye Qiu followed the stairs, heading straight up.
"Hey, you come back down," Shen Mengchen said, startled by the way Ye Qiu acted like he owned the place. When she saw him heading for the second floor, she hurried to stop him, but quickly she withdrew her words, revealing a sly smile.
Ye Qiu, quite forward, saw that there were many rooms on the second floor and directly pushed one open.
A rush of steam hit his face, shocking Ye Qiu for a moment as he saw a scene he definitely shouldn't have.
"Mengchen? Bring me the bath towel," a faint voice came through.
Ye Qiu glanced over and immediately saw the towel hanging on the rack in front of him, grabbed it, walked over, and handed it to the speaking woman.
Just as Ye Qiu handed over the towel, a scream echoed from the bathroom: "Who are you?"
"Um... sorry, I seem to have entered the wrong room!"
Ye Qiu and the woman stood face to face, staring at each other.
"You... you... get out!" her anger was uncontainable, and she threw a slipper at him while holding the towel tightly with both hands.
Ye Qiu was thrust out, his face tinged with embarrassment, muttering under his breath, "You asked me to get you a bath towel. No need to hit me with a slipper."
"Get out!" The woman grew even more enraged upon hearing this.
Hearing the noise upstairs, Shen Mengchen, sitting on the sofa, let out a sneaky chuckle, thinking, "Now that's settled. Even if we send this trend-follower packing, Sister Shangguan surely won't disagree."
With the support of Sister Shangguan, Ye Qiu surely couldn't stay. She didn't want someone like Ye Qiu as her bodyguard. Her father knew she was all about the looks, so why didn't he find a handsome bodyguard? That would have been a good look when going out.