Chapter Ten: This Woman Is Also a Seductress

Since he was to be a personal bodyguard, it was only natural for him to live in the villa. Qi Yufei led Long Fei to the second floor and opened a guest room, speaking to him with a hint of apology, “You’ll stay here for now. I didn’t know you’d be coming today, so nothing’s been prepared. This afternoon, I’ll take you to buy a few sets of clothes and anything else you might need.”

“Hick! You’re not allowed to stay here!” Ye Qian had gone back to her room to change into a light blue dress, though she still wore no bra underneath—just a simple camisole that fit flat and snug against her chest.

Of course, Ye Qian’s insecurity was usually well hidden. Raised in a wealthy family, she’d received a good education and would never easily reveal her secrets. But whenever someone mentioned her chest, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t help but get angry.

Just like now—Long Fei’s gaze infuriated her beyond words.

“What are you staring at, country bumpkin? I said you can’t stay in this room!” Ye Qian’s fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles cracked. If Qi Yufei hadn’t been standing by, she might have lunged at Long Fei to take a bite out of him.

“Qian, what’s gotten into you today? Go back to your room! Stop making trouble here!” Qi Yufei frowned, sensing her daughter’s behavior was truly out of character. Even if she didn’t like Long Fei, there was no need to be so hostile. This wasn’t like Ye Qian at all.

Qi Yufei, of course, didn’t know that Ye Qian’s anger stemmed mainly from Long Fei’s gaze. As for Long Fei, he was completely oblivious.

“No way! I don’t care what you say, he is not staying in this room!” Ye Qian’s tone was resolute.

“I really don’t understand why you won’t let him stay here. You’re just next door, and it would make it easier for him to protect you!” Qi Yufei asked in confusion, her frown deepening.

“That’s exactly why! Because I’m next door, I can’t let someone like him stay here!” Ye Qian said, agitated.

Now, Qi Yufei was genuinely annoyed.

“Qian, what kind of talk is that? What’s Long Fei done to offend you? How can you say such things about him?”

“Mommy, I just don’t like him! Please, don’t make him stay here, okay?” Seeing that her mother—who always doted on her—was getting upset, Ye Qian began to act spoiled, though she had no intention of backing down.

“Then tell me, what’s so bad about Long Fei?” Qi Yufei, at her wit’s end, could do nothing with her willful daughter.

“He… he’s all dirty!” After thinking hard, Ye Qian realized there was nothing obviously wrong with Long Fei, but she still blurted out a random excuse. Yet this reason made Qi Yufei feel rather embarrassed.

She had always been responsible for her daughter’s upbringing, and now her own child was spouting such rude and tactless words. As a mother, she felt guilty, and she glanced apologetically at Long Fei, who now wore a faintly displeased expression.

Isn’t this a little too much?

“Qian, what kind of reason is that? Don’t talk nonsense!” Qi Yufei, caught in the middle, was a bit embarrassed; she could only scold her daughter, feeling awkward about comforting Long Fei.

“He’s a pervert!” Ye Qian suddenly blurted out, leaving both Long Fei and Qi Yufei bewildered.

Long Fei thought: How does she know I’m a pervert? Besides, I’ve never even thought about harassing her. On what grounds does she say that about me?

Qi Yufei thought: Is Long Fei really a pervert? Come to think of it, he was staring at my legs and chest just a moment ago!

The situation instantly became awkward. Long Fei’s face darkened, but Ye Qian looked as though she’d just won a great victory.

Qi Yufei hadn’t even had time to speak. In truth, she didn’t know what to say. She’d tried to help Long Fei settle in, only to run into this mess.

“Forget it, I won’t stay here.” Long Fei could only find a way out for himself. If this went on, he’d lose all dignity—especially seeing the smug triumph in Ye Qian’s eyes. He wanted nothing more than to knock her down a peg or two. She dared call him a pervert? If that’s the case, he almost felt like proving her right. But when he saw her flat chest, all interest vanished.

As he left the room, Long Fei vengefully patted his own chest twice and deliberately puffed it out. Of course, Qi Yufei did not notice these little acts, but as he walked past Ye Qian, she angrily kicked at him.

A deadly kick to the groin?

Startled, Long Fei dodged aside, cursing inwardly—was this girl trying to end his bloodline?

“Qian, that was too much! Go back to your room right now, or you’re not leaving the house for the rest of the month!” Qi Yufei had caught Ye Qian’s rather indecent kick. Though she was usually mild-tempered, now she was truly angry and her face burned with shame.

Ye Qian knew she couldn’t push it any further. If she really was grounded for a month, her friends would laugh her to death—and she still needed their help to vent her frustrations. With that, she dashed back into her room and slammed the door.

“Country bumpkin, I won’t let this go!” she muttered angrily, then stood in front of the mirror and patted her chest in frustration.

It really was small. Little Ye Qian, why do you grow so slowly? Please, hurry up and grow, or I’ll never be able to show my face in public again!

Nineteen years old, over one-sixty in height, and still no sign of development?

Ye Qian collapsed onto her bed, her eyes whirling with thoughts, until suddenly she started to laugh.

Thanks to Ye Qian’s outburst, Qi Yufei found the atmosphere awkward, so she quickly arranged for Long Fei to stay in the room next to her own, then urged him out to buy clothes. Before leaving, she called through the door to tell Ye Qian not to run about.

The driver brought the white BMW around from the garage. Qi Yufei, standing by the car, smiled elegantly at Long Fei. “Do you know how to drive?”

“I think so, but I don’t have a license,” Long Fei admitted honestly. He’d never taken the test, but as for driving skills, there was little to say. He remembered once taking part in an underground race in America, where he’d left the so-called “King of Street Racing,” Schuel, far behind and smashed the course record by two minutes. That was when he’d earned the moniker “Oriental Racing God.” Of course, few knew of his skills, especially in China.

“That’s fine. I doubt any traffic cop would stop my car, as long as you don’t hit anyone!” Qi Yufei was bold and didn’t bother sitting in the back—she took the seat beside Long Fei, not even fastening her seatbelt.

What a joke—if Long Fei crashed, the sun would probably be colliding with the earth.

Long Fei smiled and didn’t refuse. Now, as Qi Yufei’s bodyguard, it was only natural to double as her driver. Who would mind chauffeuring such a stunning woman? He certainly had no complaints.

Who says something secondhand isn’t valuable? Take women, for example—the more experienced, the more they know how to please a man. Some things require experience; theoreticians can never match those who’ve worked on the front lines.

For the outing, Qi Yufei had changed into a red T-shirt and a simple denim skirt that hugged her hips. Though simply dressed, she was as beautiful as ever. Had she been walking down the street instead of sitting in the car, she would have turned every head.

A white BMW, a beauty in red, and the fragrance of a stunning woman beside him—Long Fei felt a thrill as he started the car, sneaking a glance at the exquisite woman next to him. Her red T-shirt had a peach-shaped neckline, and as she sat, her firm breasts were pressed together, revealing a deep cleavage that made Long Fei swallow hard.

This woman is a temptress—aren’t all beautiful women in this world enchantresses?

Long Fei dared not look again. Admiring beauty was pleasant, but if it made the beauty angry, that would be trouble, especially while driving. No matter how good his skills were, he wasn’t about to drive blind; with Shanghai’s crowds, the odds of a crash were far greater than getting someone pregnant without protection.

He couldn’t look anymore, but Long Fei made full use of his other senses. The natural fragrance of milk wafted from Qi Yufei, making him wrinkle his brow. He was familiar with perfumes, but couldn’t place this scent.

Unable to resist, Long Fei asked with a grin as he drove, “Mrs. Ye—”

“Call me Sister Yufei,” Qi Yufei interrupted. She seemed to be in a good mood. She’d noticed the young man beside her sneaking glances at her chest, and it gave her a strange, excited feeling. To think, at her age, she could still arouse such feelings in a man like Long Fei—it was something to be happy about. Yet beneath the excitement, she felt a subtle pang of guilt, an odd sensation that caught her off guard.

Ah?!

Long Fei was surprised, then delighted, and quickly corrected himself. “Sister Yufei—”

“What is it?” Qi Yufei asked sweetly.

“I have a question I’ve been dying to ask, but I hope you won’t be offended!” Long Fei hesitated, embarrassed to voice his curiosity, but after some deliberation, he finally spoke.

Qi Yufei smiled, a little puzzled. “Go ahead. I won’t be angry.”

“Okay, then… Sister Yufei, what brand of perfume do you use?” Long Fei asked expectantly.

“Oh! I—I’m not wearing perfume!” Qi Yufei wasn’t angry, but her face turned crimson with embarrassment.

Long Fei didn’t quite believe her. “Don’t kid me, though—how could this milky fragrance not be perfume? Is it your natural scent?”

“Just focus on your driving!” Qi Yufei turned her head to look outside, her cheeks burning.

Long Fei’s face flushed as well.

What’s gotten into me? Daring to tease my employer on the very first day—am I getting ahead of myself?

But, heaven and earth, God, Buddha, you can all bear witness—I truly didn’t mean to tease her. I was just curious, honestly curious!