In the evening, Yan Shixiu also received a call from a police officer, informing him that the people who attacked Huo Zhao had been found and were now under interrogation.
This also ant that Huo Zhao no longer had to hide at An Yang’s place.
After returning ho, Yan Shixiu shared the news with Shi Lan, "The Lian Family is facing troubles one after another. I believe Lian Yinseng will soon face his end. Huo Zhao is safe now and I’ll have him co ho soon."
Upon hearing this, Shi Lan quickly stopped him and said, "Has Huo Zhao’s injury fully healed? If you let him go ho, he’ll start running around again. Just let him stay by the little rascal’s side for a while longer to recover."
Yan Shixiu nodded after listening, "You decide. Should we go see Mrs. Chen later?"
Shi Lan shook her head, smoothly wrapping her arms around Yan Shixiu’s neck, and said, "Tonight I plan to comfort my husband, whom I’ve neglected for several days."
Yan Shixiu wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up closer to himself, "How do you want to comfort ?"
"Hot springs... shall we? I’ve already prepared it."
...
Late at night, in the Peak Entertainnt Training Room.
The other team mbers had almost all left, but An Yang seed to have no intention of stopping yet.
He had his own titable.
Morning at eight, evening at ten, as long as he was not shooting, he would surely be in the dance studio practicing.
Following him for these past couple of days, Huo Zhao had almost gotten used to his schedule. Seeing that Peak was starting to turn off the lights, he didn’t rush him.
Not until An Yang, drenched in sweat, headed towards Huo Zhao, "Let’s go, big wooden block."
"My injury has almost healed," said Huo Zhao.
"Are you leaving then?" An Yang asked, looking at him. There was a hint of disappointnt in his eyes, but he forced a smile, "It’s okay. You were never my bodyguard, you’re my sister’s bodyguard. Naturally, you should prioritize her needs. I don’t need protection anyway."
Huo Zhao quietly listened, said nothing, and just nodded.
"Are you leaving tonight?" Huo Zhao bent down to pick up his clothes and asked.
"Tomorrow morning."
"Alright, the apartnt is actually quite noisy, not really suitable for recovery. You’ll rest more peacefully at ho." After saying that, the little rascal walked ahead of Huo Zhao, "In the future, if you don’t like staying here, just let know to avoid any awkwardness."
"I don’t dislike it," Huo Zhao rarely clarified.
"Ah..."
"I have a competition coming up." Huo Zhao explained, "Every year, the bodyguards undergo an assessnt, and those who don’t pass must be demoted."
The little rascal uttered an "Oh": "Will you be okay, competing with an injury?"
"Even if I’m handicapped, I have to go."
The little rascal didn’t quite understand the mission of their profession, but just like he loved singing and dancing, everyone has sothing they cherish.
"I don’t know when I’ll qualify to invite you to be my bodyguard, but I will work hard. A superstar of international fa should be worthy of your protection, right?"
In fact, Huo Zhao wanted to say that who he worked for entirely depended on the person.
But he didn’t speak his criteria out loud and was silent with An Yang all the way.
Early the next day, the two of them got up from their bunk beds. Before leaving, Huo Zhao said to An Yang, "I’ll be in Russia for the competition, so... if you call , there’s a nine out of ten chance I won’t answer."
"Can I send you ssages then?"
Huo Zhao looked at An Yang, was silent for a few seconds, and finally nodded, "I’m leaving."
The little rascal watched his retreating figure and sighed.
This man’s life was too carefree; it was unknown who would ever beco his concern in this lifeti.
...
anwhile, netizens tirelessly excavated dirt on the Lian Yinseng family. The more they dug, the more substantial the information beca. Of course, amidst the abundance of leads, there were those that were re speculation. Nevertheless, the Lian Yinseng family had indeed beco utterly disgraced.
Netizens applied the sa level of relentless reporting on Lian Yinseng as before, leading to his receiving increased "attention" recently.
It was even more unbearable for Lian Yinseng’s wife. Their family fortune, which was already fragile, would look very bad if anything else were dug up, both in reputation and essence.
So, taking advantage of a morning when Lian Yinseng was having breakfast, his wife said to him, "Can’t you exert your authority and deal with these rumors outside properly? I can barely show my face on the street!"
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