Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 128: Chapter 125: Have the Bodyguard Escort You Home!

Huo Qi was indeed a bit dumbfounded. Beijing, the Second Ring Road, a quadrangle courtyard?

No, are Wu Yanzu’s bodyguards really that wealthy these days?

Cheng Dongyuan glanced at Wen Xian, a smile playing on his lips as he continued holding the ID card between his fingertips, “I know that street. It’s not far from the Forbidden City. The people who can live there…”

He didn’t say more, because it was clear to anyone that it wasn’t a place just anyone with money could live.

Wen Xian’s action of eating foie gras just froze there.

She stared unwaveringly at Lu Xiao, who appeared indifferent, his slender, piercing eyes mysterious and unreadable.

Wen Xian was genuinely shocked.

She knew Lu Xiao was from Beijing, but his family actually lived in—

The next second, she snatched the ID card from Cheng Dongyuan’s hand, closely scrutinizing the address and the name on it…!

The ID card was authentic.

It wasn’t forged.

It clearly stated the street number in Dongcheng District. She had of course visited the Forbidden City, and that nearby street was full of quadrangle courtyards, each spanning four to five hundred square meters. Yet, the courtyards there would cost no less than a hundred million, if not eighty million…!

Wen Xian flipped it over and looked at it for a while before sinking into thought again: “…”

Where had the surprise come from? Wasn’t he the Captain of the Kekexili region!?

A rough man earning four thousand a month?

At this point, Huo Qi also frowned and looked at him, “Dude, what’s the deal, your family is so rich and yet you’re working this job?”

At that moment, Lu Xiao reached out his hand toward the ID card in Wen Xian’s hand and spoke calmly, “Family fortunes declined, we all crowd together. It’s only good for living, being a bodyguard helps earn more, to support the family.”

The crowd: “…”

Huo Qi saw his serious tone and nodded complexly.

A man poor and without means, who His family owns a quadrangle worth hundreds of millions yet can’t afford meals, working as a bodyguard is truly inspirational.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Dongyuan looked out the window, chuckled softly, but said nothing.

Meanwhile, Wen Xian was about to hand the ID card to Lu Xiao, but she couldn’t help glancing several times at his photo.

Her heart trembled uncontrollably.

The photo was from five years ago when he was just twenty-three.

But these details weren’t the main points; the main point was that he had a crew cut back then— a crew cut—!

This was the first time she saw a man with a crew cut looking so handsome!

His features were strikingly distinguished, not the clean-cut, pretty type like Huo Qi, but rather a very handsome and rugged male visage.

The contours were clear, the jaw determined and perfect.

His brows were dark, eyes narrow. He had double eyelids with very thin eyelids that made his gaze cool and detached, yet exceptionally sharp.

His thin, diamond-shaped lips were lightly pursed, his upper body clad in a camouflage T-shirt, his jaw slightly raised, the crew cut making his whole persona emit an indescribable arrogance and chill.

Handsome, so incredibly handsome that her legs went weak.

Wen Xian reluctantly handed it to him, and when she looked back at the man himself, her heart seemed ready to leap out.

Lu Xiao accepted it with an indifferent expression, but as his gaze touched her slender, fair fingers, their tips brushed gently against each other.

Wen Xian: “…”

It felt like her heart stopped beating for a moment.

As she slowly pulled back, she tried hard to suppress something restless in her heart, and coughed lightly saying,

“Since we’ve pretty much finished discussing the script with Dongyuan today, I have some things to attend to, so I’ll take off first.”

Upon hearing this, Cheng Dongyuan said, “I’ll drive you home.”

Huo Qi instantly intervened, “You’ll drive her home on a late night like this? Nice try! With me as the bodyguard here, there’s no need for your escort!?”