Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âYoung Master, sheâs here,â announced the manager respectfully as he stepped forward.
âI can see that.â The manâs gaze stopped and remained fixed on Mu Huanâs eyes.
Although the former appeared to be a young and frivolous person, the latter did not drop her guard.
Just then, the man opened his mouth. âGo wash your face, then come back and talk to me with it clean and bare.â
Her eyes drooped. âIâm here only to collect the money.â
âYou joined the competition for the prize money, yeah?â He cocked a brow slightly.
âYes.â
âIf thatâs so, itâs all good, then. Follow me, and Iâll guarantee that youâll live in the lap of luxury!â She was the first person he found to look so alike.
â...â
Is there a problem with his eyes? Given my current appearance, he actually wants me to follow him?
âDonât get me wrong. Iâm not interested in your type. All I want is a female bodyguard. If you follow me, Iâll give you an annual salary of at least ten million, and if youâre good at your job, thereâll be a big reward for you as well. The money you make will be much more than what youâll make from boxing.â
An annual salary of ten million...
If this had been proposed to her before her marriage with Bao Junyan, she would certainly have agreed to it right away. She could not do so now, however.
âThanks for looking kindly upon me, but Iâm afraid Iâll have to decline. Itâs only out of interest for the prize money that I joined the boxing match. I donât box for a living, and I have no intention of working as a bodyguard.â
âYou might not have had the intention before, but you can start planning to be one now.â The more he looked, the more he found those eyes to be alike.
Mu Huan: âAs of now, I donât plan to be one either.â
âThen you can forget about collecting your prize money of half a million!â
âI won it!â
âWell, Iâm the boss here. My words are final.â
âYouâll lose credibility if you donât give me what Iâve earned. Will you still be able to operate your business here, then?â
âSo be it. I could hardly care about losing a piece of this industry.â
Mu Huan: â...!!!â
What the f*ck!
âBe my bodyguard, and Iâll give you that half a million right away, followed by an annual salary of ten million and lots of benefits. If you donât, youâll have wasted your time and effort competing in todayâs competition. Hereâs my name card. Give me a call once youâve thought it through.â As he spoke, he tossed a name card toward her.
She did not catch it, though. Instead, she let it freely drop to the ground before sweeping her eyes over the name printed on it. Long Feiting.
That name rang a bell, but she just could not recall where sheâd heard it before.
âNo need for any consideration as I wonât become your bodyguard. Please give me that half a million. Itâs what I deserve.â
âNo means no!â Long Feiting was never one to accept rejections.
With her gaze turning sinister, she lifted her eyes and warned, âDonât regret this.â
The two things in life that she could never accept were betrayal and being robbed of her money.
Both were equally unforgivable!
âRegret? Iâve never known what is called regret. Do you honestly think you can make me regret anything?â He lifted a brow. If not for those eyes of hers that captivated him and made him wish for her to stay, he would never be interested in her, a boxer. To think she actually could not tell good from bad and dared to reject him. And now, she even wanted him to regret his decision.
He would just like to see what capabilities she had to make him do so!
âAre you sure you wonât give me the prize money?â she asked again for the last time.
âNo. What about it?â
Mu Huan gave him no response, though, and merely gave him a hard look before turning around and leaving.
It was only after she left that the manager dared to speak.
âSurely this is inappropriate, Young Master.â Their young master was simply too willful.
âWhatâs inappropriate about it?â Long Feiting snorted in reply.
âWe work in this line, but weâre not giving her the prize money she won... Are we truly quitting the industry?â
âThat depends on whether or not she has what it takes to put you out of a job.â