The news was playing on TV, and the sound of Qiao's mother asking about Qiao Luosheng's school life drifted into the kitchen.

Qiao Zhen felt a chill run down her spine and gripped Lu Zheng's shirt tightly.

I really want to punch him!

Why do you like doing things in such a sneaky way...?

Of course, Qiao Zhen wouldn't actually ask out loud, because that scoundrel might take advantage of the situation and say something like, "Next time, let's be open about it."

Lu Zheng only released her when his lips started to hurt slightly.

He raised his hand and gently brushed across Qiao Zhen's rosy lips, letting out a satisfied breath.

"The bodyguards are already at your house and have installed surveillance cameras." He took out his phone to show Qiao Zhen.

The bodyguard brought his own personal belongings and slept on the floor in an open space in the living room. Several high-definition cameras were pointed at important locations such as the entrance door, living room, and bedrooms, and could even see an ant crawling on the floor clearly.

Lu Zheng handed the phone to Qiao Zhen, saying, "Keep an eye on it yourself."

Qiao Zhen put her phone aside and continued cooking.

Lu Zheng had other things to arrange, so as he left the kitchen and headed to the study on the first floor, he was stopped by Qiao Luosheng, who made an excuse to go to the bathroom.

"Driver, oh wait, what should I call you from now on?" The sunny young man chuckled and scratched his hair as he followed Lu Zheng into the study, considerately closing the door behind him.

Lu Zheng turned on his computer. "Whatever you want, just one thing: don't say you're old."

Qiao Luosheng smiled, but his expression suddenly turned serious. He strode up to Lu Zheng and asked, "Why did those thugs choose me? Was someone secretly directing them?"