Watching the fuming Ling Xuejiu, Li ngjie couldn’t help but click her tongue, saying cheerfully, "Xue Jiu, do you really have the heart to keep them locked out?"
Ling Xuejiu huffed, "I’m so mad, let them get soaked; they deserve it." Then she flopped onto the sofa.
Li ngjie was taken aback, pursed her lips, and knowing better than to ss with Ling Xuejiu when she was angry, decided to ignore the whole thing and grabbed the remote control to watch TV.
Suddenly, with a "click," the door opened.
"Xiao Yun, go inside and find a towel to dry off. Your clothes are soaked, you’ll catch a cold." A gentle voice ca in.
Ling Xuejiu and Li ngjie both widened their eyes and looked towards the door; indeed, it was open, but no one had co in, which was quite eerie!
And just now, if that voice wasn’t Leng Xuan’s, whose was it?
Outside the door, Xiao Yun was also stunned; she had seen with her own eyes how Leng Xuan had easily opened the door with a silver needle, almost believing she had seen wrong. After all, Ling Xuejiu’s lock was installed by Uncle Liu himself; it was very high-level and ordinary people couldn’t open it. It took her a mont to respond, "Leng Xuan, you... you..."
Leng Xuan sighed. He knew Xiao Yun was amazed at his lock picking skills and also puzzled why he had unlocked the door without Miss Ling’s permission.
Actually, if Ling Xuejiu hadn’t gone too far, Leng Xuan wouldn’t have done it, but it wasn’t just him she made things difficult for this ti; she went straight for Xiao Yun, and he found that hard to accept.
He was just a bodyguard, his duty only to protect Ling Xuejiu’s safety. Now, he knew that Old Master Ling’s opponents were people not to be trifled with, and he was already thinking of getting out. Ling Xuejiu, on the other hand, kept making it hard for him. If he hadn’t been too embarrassed to resign, why would he sell his "life" for a asly monthly salary of twenty thousand yuan?
Ignoring Xiao Yun’s astonishnt, Leng Xuan pulled her by the hand and walked in.
"Wow, Cold Bodyguard... how did you get in here?" Li ngjie’s expression was full of amazent.
"Just a little skill, no big deal," said Leng Xuan pretentiously, then with an indifferent glance at the fuming Ling Xuejiu about to question him, he spoke faintly, "Miss Ling, if I, Leng Xuan, the bodyguard, am truly as unfit as you think, you can call Old Master Ling directly and tell him. With just one word from Old Master Ling, I won’t shalessly linger here. Moreover, I can responsibly tell you that I’m not the least bit interested in this bodyguard job anymore."
Without another look at Ling Xuejiu, whose face had turned from snow white to iron blue, Leng Xuan turned his head, looking at Xiao Yun, and imdiately beca gentle again, "Silly girl, you must have owed soone in your last life to serve others like this. Honestly, with your kind heart, gentle, and considerate nature, many won don’t even compare to one ten-thousandth of you. Ah, heaven is truly blind, why does a good girl like you have to live so bitterly, while so people, worthless, just because they have a bit of family background, make trouble without reason and yet live in luxury? Heh heh. Co on, go in and dry your hair, or if you get sick, who will take care of you? You should know, you’re no rich heiress, when you’re ill, not many people will be there to care for you, to please you."
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