Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 127: Chapter 124: This Bodyguard Has Quite the Background

Lu Xiao, noticing that all eyes were concentrated on him, remained indifferent and slowly replied, “Aren’t bodyguards supposed to do that?”

With those words.

Everyone: “…”

Huo Qi’s expression became somewhat subtle, the bodyguard for Yanzu was taking care of him, that meticulously?

Meanwhile, Wen Xian quickly coughed softly, then smiled at them and said, “… I’m on a diet now and can’t eat that much, Dongyuan, Huo Qi, you guys go ahead and eat. It’s not important who picks the food, what’s important is that I particularly like eating this foie gras right now, so I will only eat this.”

After saying that, she picked up the small plate to receive the foie gras from Lu Xiao’s fork.

Then, she looked at him unwaveringly and whispered, “… Thank you.”

Lu Xiao put down his knife and fork, hummed softly through his nose, and replied, “You’re welcome.”

Wen Xian’s heart instantly trembled, and she hurriedly bowed her head to eat delicately with a knife and fork, her eyelids drooping, not lifting her head again.

As if she was afraid of revealing her slight affection.

Cheng Dongyuan: “…”

As a man in his thirties and of elite status, he was indeed more sensitive than the average person.

He glanced at Lu Xiao and then said to Huo Qi, “Young Master Huo, the bodyguard you’ve found for Axian seems really diligent. Where did you find him, and where is his family from?”

The praise was apparent, but the underlying question was clear to everyone.

Huo Qi believed himself to be quite astute and, sensing the subtext, immediately sneered, “Is it necessary for you to point that out? I poached him the day before yesterday when I accompanied Xianxian to a film premiere, from among the bodyguards outside.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Xian, who had been eating foie gras, suddenly stiffened.

What… what did he say…?

That he noticed him back at the club the other day…?

Wen Xian’s heart skipped a beat as she suddenly recalled the fleeting figure she had seen turning away from them when she got out of the car under the flashbulbs.

Realizing something, her heart suddenly tightened.

She felt an indescribable pain, a stifling sensation, and her fingertips went numb.

She slowly lifted her eyes to look at Lu Xiao.

She locked eyes with Lu Xiao, but he quickly turned his head slightly aside.

His eyebrows also furrowed slightly.

As if he didn’t want her to know that he had been there that day, silently watching her from among the crowd, from across the street in a corner.

He had come from Qinghai, to see her.

But from afar, he had watched her, separated by a sea of people.

Wen Xian suddenly felt a tingling in her nose, her heart overwhelmed by an inexplicable complexity.

The delicious taste of the foie gras in her mouth became unappetizing, leaving a bitter taste on her tongue.

At this moment, Cheng Dongyuan disregarded whatever Huo Qi was saying, turned to Lu Xiao, and suddenly asked, “Sir, may I see your ID, please?”

Though Huo Qi insisted on calling this man a bodyguard, his presence, posture, and the cold solemnity that emanated from him were far beyond what an ordinary person possessed.

Lu Xiao was silent for a moment but eventually handed over his ID card.

Cheng Dongyuan, examining the ID card, finally rested his gaze on the address and paused for a moment.

Then, he chuckled and said to Huo Qi, “Young Master Huo, it seems the bodyguard you’ve hired is no simple man, a Beijinger, living within the Second Ring in Dongcheng District, a courtyard house no less, right beneath the Son of Heaven’s feet.”

In Beijing, there is no First Ring.

With that statement—

Huo Qi: “…”

Wen Xian: “…”