“No, but I wish I did so,” Su Yu said with a straight face.
“Fu*k… Then why do you give out money as if it’s nothing? You just gave me, a stranger who met you only a few days ago, 100,000 yuan…”
“You’re not a stranger; you’re my friend,” Su Yu answered solemnly.
Hearing his words, Zeng Rou was a bit touched.
It seemed Su Yu was regarding her as his friend, not a woman irrelevant to him.
“Su Yu, it’s too much. I can’t take it. How about giving me a red packet of 9,999 yuan? Just for luck.” (Note: In Chinese, number nine means forever.)
“You don’t want 100,000 but 9,999? Zeng Rou, are you stupid?” Su Yu scolded.
“Hahaha! Yeah, I suspect water entered my brain when I washed my hair this morning. Come on…”
Then she pressed the button to refuse the transfer, returning the 100,000 yuan to Su Yu.
Resigned, Su Yu had to transfer 9,999 yuan to her.
“I want red packets, not transfer.”
“Damn it. I can only put 200 yuan in one WeChat red packet; how many red packets will I need to send 9,999? Are you messing with me?”
“Fine. I was just kidding. I’ll take the money. Thank you, God-like Rich Guy Su. I’ll go and buy a plane ticket now.”
“Good. Tell me after you book the ticket. I’ll get An to drive you to the airport.”
“An is so skinny and I think he’s not as strong as I. Can he really protect me?” Zeng Rou teased.
“An is quite a badass. He can subdue ten guys alone. For real. Go and book the ticket; I have a meeting in a moment.”
“Okay.”
Ending the call, Zeng Rou held her cellphone, feeling warm inside.
Zeng Rou got upstairs to pack up and call her friend in Singapore before booking the plane ticket.
– Meanwhile, at the Moscow airport –
“Young Master Qiao, I… can’t stay with you… I don’t want you to get in trouble because of me.” Amy bit on her lip like a meek girl who got bullied by others.
“Forget it. Without Lu Yan’s protection, you’ll die the moment you walk out… God knows how many enemies you’ve made over these years,” Qiao Fei said mildly.
Three hours after they were gone, Lu Yan had posted an announcement on the Dark Web that Amy had been driven out of her mercenary legion.
It meant that she was no longer under Lu Yan’s protection and anyone could kill her.
It made Qiao Fei more determined to protect Amy, which was what Amy wanted.
The moment she boarded the plane heading to Moscow, Amy thought she had defeated Lu Yan because Qiao Fei had left her.
“Young Master Qiao, I truly don’t want to become your burden. Now that I’ve got you home safely, you can go home now. I’ve saved lots of money in the past years and can live in any place with it…”
“Let’s go.”
Qiao Fei walked toward the exit without saying more about the topic. Amy followed him with a smug smile.
“Young Master Qiao, did you really… give up on the boss? If not for me, you guys wouldn’t have ended up like this… I wish I didn’t do it…”
Hearing her words, Qiao Fei stopped and slanted a glance at Amy as he said slowly, “Sometimes, you think things would go on like this forever but find they would change in one instant. Love isn’t something you can plan. Someone who would die for you today might become a stranger tomorrow. Life is cruel; and love is the cruelest thing of all.”
Amy couldn’t fully understand his meaning but could see Young Master was sad because Lu Yan didn’t understand and trust him.
“Young Master, I’ll… work for you whole-heartedly as your bodyguard. I’d… die for you.”
Young Master only smiled mysteriously and didn’t speak.
– Meanwhile, on a luxurious private plane that was flying from Brazil to China –
“We’ll land in C City soon. Um… who is going to wake up our boss? She’s been sleeping like a log in the inner cabin.” Lu Yan’s subordinates exchanged a look, but no one dared to go and wake her up.
