Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 89 - 75. The Cost of 200,000 Points

Amid the strange looks from the bass section mbers, Dubian Che awkwardly nodded to Kiyono Lin and obediently got into the car.

The luxury car smoothly drove away from the concert hall.

Inside the car, Jiutiao ijie, resting her hand on the central armrest, had a slight snarl on her lips, "To think you dared to accept another woman’s invitation right in front of , how should I punish you?"

"Wasn’t that kind of invitation unrelated to gender?"

"Weren’t they won?"

"...Yes, of course they were..."

"Throw him out."

It seed like Miss Shizuru had been waiting for that very command. As soon as Jiutiao ijie’s words fell, she reached out to grab Dubian Che’s shoulder, and with her other hand, she opened the right car door.

The light rain ca pouring in, sticking mistily to Dubian Che’s face.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

At this point, the car was moving so fast that the roadside trees were barely visible. If he were to be thrown out now, Dubian Che’s blood could easily paint a line over ten ters long on the road.

He waved off Miss Shizuru’s hand and agilely leapt to sit next to Jiutiao ijie, far from Shizuru, as vigilantly as an eagle watching a chick.

"In my heart, there is only one woman, ijie; all the others are n!"

"Is that so?" Jiutiao ijie asked, turning her head with a playful smile to look at Dubian Che cowering behind her.

"Because I think this way, I accepted their invitation! Otherwise, how could I possibly go out with another girl while I have a girlfriend? I didn’t see them as females at all!"

Jiutiao ijie gave a mocking laugh.

"I’m absolutely not lying to you!" Dubian Che assured.

"Whatever." Jiutiao ijie looked away, disinterested, and closed her eyes.

The car door closed, once again keeping the rain outside.

Dubian Che breathed a sigh of relief internally as he slowly sat back in his original spot under Miss Shizuru’s reluctant gaze.

Being with Jiutiao ijie was like being a living target for an archer, constantly fearing being hit at any mont.

Especially since she had an underling eager to put an end to him.

The car rode on for a long while, apparently not intending to drop Dubian Che off at his ho, finally stopping in front of a large building.

"President!" Just as he got out of the car, a crowd lined up in formation, their presence exaggerated even beyond that of a TV drama.

But Dubian Che couldn’t tell if it was the corporate culture or just Jiutiao ijie’s personal imposing aura.

He rembered his training for a convenience store part-ti job where they were required to stand straight and bow solely because of the supervisor; badges had to be visible so the supervisor could see their nas.

In front of so many people, Jiutiao ijie, yawning, walked towards the elevator, followed closely and unblinkingly by Miss Shizuru.

Thinking it over, Dubian Che decided to keep a two-step distance behind Miss Shizuru, following the pair.

"President, you’ve worked hard," said a man in his fifties, stepping forward from the line of bowers, speaking to Jiutiao ijie from a distance even farther than Dubian Che.

"Notify all departnts; there will be a eting in half an hour. Have the recent business reports ready; I want to hear each one."

"Yes!"

"Have the legal departnt prepare; they’re coming out with tomorrow."

"Yes!"

After issuing a few commands, Jiutiao ijie entered the private elevator.

Looking at Miss Shizuru and even the fifty-year-old man not entering the elevator, Dubian Che also stood outside, watching the elevator doors close.

With Jiutiao ijie gone, the solemn atmosphere that almost seed to stop the rain lightened gradually.

The fifty-year-old man said to Miss Shizuru, "Miss Shizuru, thank you for protecting the young lady."

Miss Shizuru nodded.

He was accustod to her cold deanor and didn’t take it personally, his gaze then shifting to Dubian Che, "Who is this?"

Miss Shizuru glanced sidelong, "Bodyguard."

"Bodyguard?" The man appeared shocked, seeking confirmation, "The young lady’s?"

"Do I look like I need a bodyguard?"

"No, not at all. But he ca out of the car with you, a personal male bodyguard?"

The man examined Dubian Che, well-proportioned but with a scholarly face full of youthful innocence, giving the impression that any grown man could easily knock him down.

But he was extrely handso, could it be the young lady... No, absolutely not, that lady would surely never engage in such matters!

"Part-ti, part-ti," Dubian Che greeted politely, yet didn’t give his na.

"Part..." The man paused, then nodded, "I should go attend to my duties."

After the man left, Miss Shizuru turned and entered another elevator, Dubian Che quickly followed.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"..."

"When can I go ho?"

"..."

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"..."

"Alright then."

Dubian Che boredly watched the floor indicator light up red, observing the numbers slowly increasing.

When the elevator stopped, the two of them arrived on the 25th floor.

Here, almost completely filled with fitness equipnt—punching bags, treadmills, a swimming pool, a ring, and more—it was all available in a space as large as a school playground, with only two people using the facility.

One was punching and high-kicking a punching bag with loud thumping sounds. From Dubian Che’s estimation, any random strike could break a person’s bones.

The second person was using a seated chest press machine, the movent slow but steady, muscles rippling like ocean waves with each push and pull.

Dubian Che glanced at them, then followed Miss Shizuru into a room.

"What are we... why are you suddenly taking off your clothes?!" Dubian Che quickly ran out. He turned back, spotting the sign ’Shizuru’ on the door.

A private changing room?

You could’ve ntioned that! Was this so plot to get in trouble, to make Jiutiao ijie angry again?

The human heart is terrifying.

With a sigh, Dubian Che idly started looking over the equipnt.