He felt that the four of them weren't worth the price.

“I don’t like the average bodyguard who’s all big and burly. These four are all exactly my type. They’re pleasing to the eye, have great physiques, and are all walking hormones…”

"There's a reason why things are expensive. You're a businessman now, so you understand this better than I do."

I crossed my arms, curled my lips into a smile, and said with immense pride.

"Aww!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Fu Yanshen forcefully shove his elbow backward, and the 186cm tall Axi staggered backward and slammed heavily against the wall.

A mournful cry escaped its lips.

"Is that so?" Fu Yanshen looked at me and asked in a deep voice.

I:……

"You three, come at me together." Fu Yanshen rolled up his sleeves and gave a calm order to A Dong, A Nan, and A Bei.

"Sir, we dare not."

These three men, who appeared tall and imposing with an air of dominance, utterly humiliated me the moment they opened their mouths.

They retreated in fear, speaking in unison.

Fu Yanshen showed no intention of letting them go. Just as I was about to step forward to stop him, he launched an attack with a left hook and a right kick. The bodyguards instinctively defended and counterattacked.

Four against one, they surrounded Fu Yanshen.

...

In the blink of an eye, a chorus of wails filled the study.

The four grown men all fell to the ground, wincing in pain, their faces bruised and swollen, unrecognizable.

It was a terrible sight.

I just noticed that Fu Yanshen was specifically aiming to hit their faces.

"How are you all? Can you get up?" I asked, looking at them.

This might require calling an ambulance.

"M-Miss, I'm fine." Ah Dong clutched his stomach with one hand and used the other to push himself up.

"I...I'm fine," Axi said, sounding like she was about to cry.

They helped the other two to their feet, and at my command, the four of them, looking like wounded soldiers, left the study.

I turned around and glared angrily at the culprit.

The man held a wet wipe in his hand and slowly wiped the bloodstains on the back of his hand.

He had a few buttons undone at the collar of his shirt, revealing his tanned, well-muscled chest, which heaved dramatically from the exertion, and his hair was damp with sweat.

"That's it? And you call that worth the price?"

He looked up at me, a smirk playing on his lips, and said sarcastically.

He looked refreshed and energetic.

He's really asking for a beating.

"Fire all the bodyguards...get them all out and get your money back," he added.

I clenched my fist tightly. "Fu Yanshen, if you're not willing to spend money on me, just say so. What's the point of all this rambling?"

I gave him a disdainful look and turned to leave.

Fu Yanshen grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, I gave you the card so you could spend the money on yourself, not so you could use it to support... a good-for-nothing!" he said coldly.

"He told you the truth: they were male models I hired from the nightclub. I didn't need them to be good fighters; they were good-looking, had great bodies, and I was happy to see them. They were also cool to take out. How could they be useless?"

I refuted him.

I left him speechless.

The man's face grew increasingly gloomy, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, as if he were suppressing his anger.

A low-pressure atmosphere enveloped the area.

He stared intently at me, as if he wanted to kill me.

I feel uneasy.

"If they don't want to give it to me, fine. I can afford to support them anyway."

I said that and strode towards the door.

It wasn't until I left the study that I felt the air pressure return to normal and took deep breaths of fresh air.

What a jerk! He gets so angry over just a few dollars.

I will no longer be so presumptuous as to think he is jealous.

That night, he saw me with Shen Yu, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

Furthermore, I still vividly remember the scene from my past life where he kicked me out of this house.

I let out a long exhale of the tightness and bitterness in my chest, quickened my pace, and wanted to leave this home filled with sweet and painful memories as soon as possible.

All that so-called sweetness was nothing but wishful thinking on my part.

...

I had just reached the end of the corridor when my phone rang in my bag.

It was Uncle Tai, one of my father's attendants, who called.

"Qiaoqiao, after your father saw the news about you online, he kept saying his chest hurt and then he fainted!"

Hearing Uncle Tai's anxious voice, my heart sank, my legs went weak, and my brain buzzed.

In my past life, my father died of a heart attack.

"Tai, Tai——"

I was so anxious that I couldn't make a sound, and I subconsciously turned around to call Fu Yanshen.

"Qiaoqiao, Dr. Zhou is giving your dad emergency treatment, don't panic!"

"Uncle Tai, I, I'll be there right away—" Before I could finish speaking, Uncle Tai had already hung up the phone.

Fu Yanshen just came out of the study. When I saw him, I grabbed his hand eagerly.

"Fu Yanshen, Dad has had a heart attack! You need to come with me to see him!"

I grabbed him and tried to leave, tears welling up in my eyes.

Fu Yanshen broke free from my hand.

"Hurry up!" I cried, urging him on.

"What does your father's illness have to do with me?" he said coldly, his face grim.

I was stunned by his cold-bloodedness.

Suddenly, I remembered that in my past life, my father was angered to death by him.

Ha, am I crazy?

I just called him without even thinking, and I instinctively relied on him.

He really is a beast.

No, they're worse than beasts.

I glared at him resentfully, then ran towards the stairwell without further ado, not even bothering to put my high-heeled sandals back on after they were kicked off.

I kept praying in my heart that nothing would happen to my father and that he would be safe and sound.

As long as he's doing well, I'll do whatever he asks me to do from now on, and I'll never be willful again.

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