Chapter 6

Listen! (Tomorrow is May 1st, and because there's an event organized by the Writers Association, I might not have time to update during the day. Therefore, the first update tomorrow will be posted two hours later, which is after midnight.) *Crack!*

"Something's up!" At around 5:30 AM the next morning, Liu Feng, lying on the soft bed, suddenly opened his eyes. His hearing was extremely sharp, and he could hear the sound of glass breaking from the opposite room.

Immediately, Liu Feng dressed himself in less than five seconds, quickly walked to the door, and rushed out after pulling it open. Throughout this process, Liu Feng hardly made a sound.

At this moment, Liu Feng stood in front of Yang Shiwen's door, his left ear twitching slightly. He then took out a silver needle and inserted it into the lock.

*Click!*

After a barely audible click of the lock, Liu Feng's figure flashed, and he entered Yang Shiwen's room.

The broken glass from yesterday had been replaced with new ones, and thick curtains blocked the sunlight from outside. At this moment, Yang Shiwen was standing in front of the wardrobe, looking for clothes while cursing, "Dead Liu Feng, stinky Liu Feng! Treating my illness, hmph! Yesterday you dared to hit my chest, and you even made me wet the bed. You wouldn't let me get up and forced me to rest in bed. You damn big bastard!"

What the hell!

As soon as Liu Feng entered, he heard Yang Shiwen cursing him, and at this moment, Yang Shiwen was actually not wearing any clothes...

Her hair was wet and draped over her back, and a few glistening water droplets still clung to her smooth shoulders and round buttocks. Her smooth, white arms reached into the wardrobe, constantly flipping through the clothes, perfectly covering her proud bosom. Her two super long legs shone with a dazzling whiteness in the dim room. From this appearance, it seemed that Miss Yang had just finished her bath.

About half a meter to the left of Yang Shiwen's left foot, a small pile of broken water cups was scattered. Perhaps because some small glass shards had pricked her feet, Yang Shiwen occasionally lifted her little feet and shook them, a movement that was incredibly alluring!

The most critical point was that because Yang Shiwen was facing sideways and Liu Feng's movements were so light, she didn't notice that someone had entered her room.

"Dead Liu Feng, you cured my illness, so I should thank you. I'm a fair person. But you made me lose face by wetting the bed, and this isn't over. As my bodyguard, I'll make you suffer." Yang Shiwen, now dressed in a pink pleated skirt, pouted and was still angry.

"Cough, cough! I said, Miss Shiwen, you need to have a conscience!" Liu Feng originally wanted to quietly leave, but seeing how deeply Miss Yang resented him, he felt it necessary to explain.

Ah!

But then, Yang Shiwen's scream almost pierced Liu Feng's eardrums.

"Bastard, who are you? Who let you in? When did you come in?" Yang Shiwen's face was so red it could bleed, and her two small hands tightly gripped the edge of the wardrobe door, wishing she could hide inside the wardrobe.

When Liu Feng treated Yang Shiwen last night, she was actually conscious, but due to the poison, she couldn't open her eyes. So she knew Liu Feng but didn't recognize him.

Liu Feng was a bit awkward, but with his thick skin, he smiled and said, "I'm the Liu Feng you've been talking about. I heard a sound in your room, and you should know that I'm your bodyguard now. To ensure your safety, I came in."

"Tell me when you came in and what you saw?" Yang Shiwen's beautiful, large eyes were already brimming with tears. If looks could kill, Liu Feng would have been a corpse by now.

Liu Feng said, "Don't worry, I promise I won't say anything about what I saw just now."

"Pervert, bastard! Liu Feng, may you die a horrible death! Get out of here." Yang Shiwen picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it at Liu Feng.

Liu Feng caught the pillow with his hand... Hmm!

Just as Yang Shiwen was about to pull out two more sets of clothes from the wardrobe to throw at Liu Feng, Liu Feng suddenly waved his hand, "Stop fooling around. If you keep attacking me, I'll spank you."

Huh?

Hearing Liu Feng's words, Yang Shiwen was slightly stunned.

Then Liu Feng used both hands to tear the pillow in half, and a large amount of down feathers filled half the room. Amidst the flying white feathers, a glint of metal suddenly flashed.

Liu Feng's right hand quickly grabbed a metal clip the size of a peanut.

"This..."

Yang Shiwen was about to ask what it was, but Liu Feng's gesture for silence stopped her.

Liu Feng then held the metal clip lightly in his hand, took out his phone, and started typing a message for Yang Shiwen to see, "This thing is a listening device. You can curse me and vent your emotions, but don't mention anything related to this."

Oh!

" Liu Feng, you bastard, I heard everything you said when you treated me. You cursed me as short-lived, you're the one who's short-lived!"

Yang Shiwen was quite clever. While cursing Liu Feng, she took out her phone and typed, "So someone has been listening to me all along? Someone shot at me in my room yesterday, and my father asked you to protect me. Has something big happened to my family? Am I in danger now? Is my father in danger?"

"Nothing big has happened to your family. It's just that your father's business rivals are causing trouble. Your father can handle it." Liu Feng typed back. He wouldn't tell Miss Yang about what Yang Ding told him last night. At the same time, Liu Feng retorted, "Little girl, I have the longevity of a hundred years. You can't be jealous of that. But don't worry, as long as your father has me protect you, you won't die. At least during the six months I protect you, you'll be healthy and safe."

"Get out! Don't curse me, pervert, scoundrel!" This time, Yang Shiwen didn't type more questions but said seriously, "Even if you are my bodyguard, you're not allowed to enter my room without permission. And what you saw just now... hmph! Tell me, what should be done?"

"What should be done?" Liu Feng put away his phone and asked with a smile, "Miss, what do you think should be done?"

"I, I, I want you to apologize to me and promise to absolutely obey my orders. If I want you to hit someone, you hit them; if I want you to bully someone, you bully them; if I want you to..."

Hearing Yang Shiwen's words, Liu Feng's lips twitched slightly.

It turned out that this short-lived beauty had a little devil's personality, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became. She counted on her fingers, "When I sit, you stand; when I drink tea, you pour it for me; when I want to eat, you buy it for me; I..."

"Stop!" Liu Feng couldn't bear to listen anymore and waved his hand, "If I follow your logic, do you want me to wipe your bottom after you use the toilet? Do you want me to wash you when you take a bath?"

"You... Pfft! Pervert! You, you, you..." Yang Shiwen stomped her feet in anger.

Liu Feng said, "I'm here to protect you, not to be your father's hired nanny. I can only promise to act if someone bullies you, treat you if you're sick, and drive you for free. Don't expect more."

"You bastard, so what about you hitting my chest yesterday and seeing me... seeing me when I was changing? There's no such thing as a free lunch!" Yang Shiwen insisted.

Liu Feng thought for a moment, then took out 200 yuan from his pocket. After thinking again, he put back 100 yuan and threw a 100-yuan note on the bed, "Here's 100 yuan. Consider it as me 'buying' your services! Your family is wealthy, so don't complain about the amount!"

After saying that, Liu Feng turned and walked out.

"You, you, you 'bought' me? 100 yuan? Liu Feng, you scoundrel, bastard, stop right there, you damn..."

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