Chapter 12 Protecting from Afar
The person I feel most sorry for is still Shen Chuxue.
To help her adjust to being a young miss sooner.
I sent bodyguards to secretly protect her. Porsche picks her up for work.
When she wants to eat, the “enthusiastic” neighbor next door makes a full imperial banquet.
When she goes shopping, the mall just happens to hold a lucky draw and picks her as the grand prize winner, showering her with luxury goods.
…
That day, in her old neighborhood, some guy got lustful.
He cut her power at midnight and pretended to be a maintenance worker knocking on her door.
That idiot really had zero sense of danger.
She just opened the door looking all fresh and innocent.
If my bodyguard hadn’t shown up to save her, she would have been done for.
So I appeared in that rundown shared apartment building.
Shen Chuxue froze. “Why are you here?
“Hey! What’s with that look? That guy wasn’t someone I hired to hurt you!”
“Yes, Young Miss assigned me to protect you for a month already.” The bodyguard beside me nodded.
Shen Chuxue had seen him almost every day lately, so she wasn’t unfamiliar.
She stole a quick glance at him, then looked away fast. “Why are you protecting me?”
I’m always arrogant, so of course I had to act the part. I tossed her a black card. “Because you’re the main planner of that event!
“What kind of dump is this place you’re living in!
“If you mess it up, I’ll fire you!
“Aze, take her to the apartment next to my company!”
With a wave of my hand, a group of people swarmed in to pack Shen Chuxue’s things.
Amid the chaos, Xie Sinian appeared under the moonlight.
He frowned at me, then at Shen Chuxue.
Here comes the blame again, right?
So I gave him an ugly look too. “Yes, exactly what you see! I can’t stand her, so I’m kicking her out. You’re heartbroken now, aren’t you?”
But.
Why does saying something against my heart still hurt my chest?
“Tingwan, I…” Xie Sinian’s brows knitted into a deep frown.
I covered my ears. “La la la, not listening, turtle chanting sutras!
“Aze, finish up.
“So annoying. Coming here makes me feel poor.”