Chapter 134 - He Is Not My Husband, He Is My Bodyguard
Chapter 134: He Is Not My Husband, He Is My Bodyguard
The handsome man’s hair was slightly curled, and his smile was bright. One of his hands pressed Leng Rongrong’s head into his arms, and the other hand was going to rub Leng Rongrong’s head.
But before that hand could touch Leng Rongrong’s head, it was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand with distinct joints.
Then, Leng Rongrong was turned around and pulled back into Mo Linyuan’s arms.
Mo Linyuan stared at the man in front of him with cold and displeased eyes.
Jiang Ting also looked at Mo Linyuan unhappily. “Baby, who is he? Is he the bodyguard your godfathers arranged for you? He actually dared to hug you so presumptuously. This is too much! He’s just a bodyguard. Do you even know the rules? Do you think you can hug your employer?”
As he spoke, Jiang Ting suddenly attacked Mo Linyuan.
Mo Linyuan frowned while still holding Leng Rongrong in his arms. He exchanged blows with Jiang Ting.
In less than five moves, Jiang Ting was defeated.
Jiang Ting exclaimed, “F*ck! Where did this kid come from? How is he stronger than me?”
“Jiang Ting...why are you here...” Leng Rongrong’s mouth twitched.
“Of course, I returned to look for you. How could you just say that you don’t want to keep in contact with me and just go missing like that? Do you know how much I missed you? My precious!”
Jiang Ting looked at Leng Rongrong pitifully.
“Get lost, don’t be so disgusting!” Leng Rongrong wriggled out of Mo Linyuan’s arms. “Where’s Shi Jiu?”
“Of course, the great designer is designing clothes.” Jiang Ting ran over to Leng Rongrong and glanced at Mo Linyuan, then asked, “Where did you get such a strong bodyguard?”
“I’m her husband.” Mo Linyuan’s voice was heard.
Leng Rongrong staggered. She wanted to cover Mo Linyuan’s mouth, but it was too late. He had already spoken.
She was finished!
Finished!
She was going to die!
“Ha, what husband? Don’t talk nonsense! He’s just one of my bodyguards.” Leng Rongrong hurriedly explained to Jiang Ting, “Last time, I had to deal with a man who was pursuing me. That man was a little difficult to deal with, so I had him pretend to be my husband. He must have misunderstood our relationship.”
Mo Linyuan furrowed his brows. His dark eyes stared at Leng Rongrong and Jiang Ting.
A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
So, this woman was afraid that this man would misunderstand their relationship, so she came up with a bad excuse?
Who was this man even? Why did he call Leng Rongrong ‘little darling’ the moment they met and act so intimately?
“I knew it! I was shocked.” Jiang Ting patted his chest and looked like he had just recovered from the shock.
“How could you get married? How could I not know that you got married?! Little Rong’er, what are you doing here at Shi Jiu’s place? Did you come to see me because you knew I was coming? Did it feel like not seeing each other for a day was like not seeing each other for three years? We haven’t seen each other for a few years, and it’s been thousands of generations!”
Jiang Ting put his arm around Leng Rongrong’s shoulder affectionately, then pulled her inside, chatting and laughing.
Mo Linyuan’s temples were throbbing, and his eyes almost pierced through the two people in front of him.
Of course, he was the leader of the Nether Abyss Empire, Lord Four. No one had ever dared to ignore him. However, at this moment, he was being ignored by the man and woman in front of him.
As Leng Rongrong agreed with Jiang Ting, she turned around and winked at Mo Linyuan, signaling him to help cover it up. She could not let Jiang Ting know about her marriage, because once he did, her godfathers would know as well.
Once her godfathers knew about it, the situation...
It might be even more terrifying than the destruction of the earth.
In any case, she didn’t want to cause a scene. Her godfathers didn’t know about her marriage. With their desire to protect her, they probably thought that no man in this world was worthy of her.
If she and Mo Linyuan were to get married without a word...
Her marriage partner had not been tested by her godfathers, nor had Mo Linyuan met them before...
At that time, she would have to endure her godfathers’ suicide attempts, and Mo Linyuan would probably be even worse off. It was even possible that her godfathers would send an army over to mess with Mo Linyuan.
Mo Linyuan was a little displeased, but Leng Rongrong gave him a look, so he fell silent and said nothing. He tacitly agreed to be a bodyguard and followed behind Leng Rongrong and Jiang Ting.
Shi Jiu was drawing design drafts inside.
Jiang Ting’s loud voice made him run out, and he saw Leng Rongrong.
“Oh, Young Miss, welcome. What’s the matter?” Shi Jiu, who had a head of yellow hair and a drowsy expression, was wearing a loose set of home clothes. He yawned and asked.
“Didn’t you design a backless dress a while ago? The one that’s so short that it reveals your buttocks?” Leng Rongrong sat on the sofa and looked at Shi Jiu like a little devil. “Get me one.”
“Young Miss, which one are you talking about? My designs are all backless, and they reveal the buttocks. My design range is too wide. I’ve designed so many, but I don’t know which one you want.” Shi Jiu pinched his chin and looked at Leng Rongrong with interest.
“Didn’t you despise the clothes I designed the most? Why are you suddenly so interested in my design? Which man are you wearing it for?”
Jiang Ting and Mo Linyuan looked at Leng Rongrong with sharp eyes.
“I disagree with this point of view. Who says that women wear clothes to please men and wear them for them to see? Couldn’t I just wear it if I liked it? I’d rather please myself than please a man!” Leng Rongrong scoffed.
“Eldest Miss Rongrong naturally doesn’t need to please anyone.” Shi Jiu replied, “I keep a piece for myself for every style I design. You can go and find one yourself.”
Leng Rongrong pursed her lips and stood up. She then went to a vast room in Shi Jiu’s basement with familiarity.
The clothes in this room were all designed by Shi Jiu himself.
There were all kinds of gowns, as well as some casual ones.
Leng Rongrong found her target at a glance and took out the clothes. “This is it. Shi Jiu, can you do me another favor?”
“What favor?” Shi Jiu looked at Leng Rongrong warily.
“I need a shawl before two in the afternoon,” Leng Rongrong looked at Shi Jiu with a smile. “Help me find one, please.”
“What shawl?” Shi Jiu’s mouth twitched.
“Aiur designed it. It should be this year’s new design. Although it’s limited edition, it shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?”
“I’ll make a few calls and ask.”
Shi Jiu made the call. Leng Rongrong returned to the living room upstairs and sat on the sofa.
Mo Linyuan was sitting at the side. He did not say anything, but he would occasionally glance at Jiang Ting.
Jiang Ting felt a little uncomfortable under Mo Linyuan’s gaze. He also glanced at Mo Linyuan, then went to Leng Rongrong’s side and asked, “Where did you get such a powerful bodyguard? He doesn’t even look like one.”