Chapter 10 Quickly Transmigrated! Got Bankrupt Overnight and Became the Young Master’s Bodyguard (19)



Chapter 10 Quickly Transmigrated! Got Bankrupt Overnight and Became the Young Master’s Bodyguard (19)

I walked slowly towards the sound, my flashlight illuminating a small area ahead. Then, I saw...

"Damn..."

Damn it... Under the wall, a black figure was struggling to drag a heavy sack, which seemed to be full of things, making a dull thumping sound. I held the flashlight tightly in my hand, my heart pounding. Could this be the intruder? What on earth did he want to do?

I took a deep breath, lightened my steps, and slowly approached. The heavy rain showed no sign of abating, and the rain dripped down my hair, blurring my vision. I felt soaking wet, my clothes were clinging to my body, and I felt freezing cold. The long patrol and high tension made me a little tired, my legs began to weaken, and my stomach ached.

I gritted my teeth and forced myself to stay awake. I had to catch him and find out what was going on. Just as I was about to get close, the man seemed to realize something and turned his head back. The light of the flashlight illuminated his face, and I was stunned. It was a strange face with terrified eyes and full of despair.

Before I could react, he dropped the sack and ran away. I immediately chased after him, but the heavy rain and muddy ground seriously hindered my movement. I almost slipped several times and finally managed to keep my balance.

"Stop!" I shouted, but my voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of wind and rain.

I chased after him desperately, but the figure was getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the vast night. I stopped, panting and exhausted. The rain slapped my face mercilessly, and I felt a deep sense of frustration.

"Feng Ziang?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded.

I turned around suddenly and saw Shen Haoxuan standing not far away, holding a black umbrella in his hand. He was wearing home clothes, his hair was a little messy, and he seemed to have just woken up. Under the dim light, his face looked particularly pale, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

"You..." I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He walked in front of me and tilted the umbrella towards me to protect me from the wind and rain. "How did it become like this?" His voice was very soft, with a hint of imperceptible tenderness.

I lowered my head, not daring to look at him. "I... I'm on patrol."

He reached out and gently wiped the rain off my face with a handkerchief. His fingertips touched my skin, bringing a tingling sensation. I looked at his face so close to me, and my heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The rain slid down his cheeks, and his eyes were deep and charming, as if they contained some emotions that I could not understand.

I felt dizzy, as if the whole world was just me and him. This feeling was strange and dangerous. I subconsciously took a step back and avoided his gaze.

"You..." He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He withdrew his hand, and his eyes returned to their previous indifference.

"Be careful next time," he said calmly, "Don't make yourself so miserable." After that, he turned and left. The black umbrella disappeared in the rain, leaving me standing there alone, letting the cold rain wash over my body.

"Pay attention..." I muttered to myself, feeling mixed emotions.

He left, leaving behind only an indifferent back. Raindrops dripped down my hair, but I didn't feel a trace of coldness, only the inexplicable heat in my heart, and the deep loss that followed.

His actions just now were so gentle and so natural, as if the relationship between us was not that of employer and bodyguard, but... I didn't dare to think about it anymore and shook my head vigorously, trying to drive away these ridiculous thoughts.

"Be careful next time, don't make yourself so miserable." His words still echoed in my ears. Although his tone was cold, it carried a subtle concern. I laughed at myself. Concern? How could he, the high and mighty young master of the Shen family, care about a poor bodyguard like me? He just didn't want his bodyguard to look too embarrassed.

I dragged my exhausted body back to the bodyguard lounge and changed my soaked clothes. My stomach was churning, and I could only endure the discomfort and drink a sip of water.

At this time, the door of the lounge was pushed open and Shen Haoxuan walked in. I was stunned for a moment, why did he come back?

He walked up to me with a cup of hot milk in his hand and handed it to me. "Drink some to warm yourself up."

I took the milk, and a warm current spread from my fingertips to my whole body. I lowered my head, not daring to look at him. "Thank you..."

"No thanks," he said calmly, "I just don't want my bodyguard to be affected in his work because of the cold."

He paused and added, "Thank you just now."

My heart skipped a beat. Was he the intruder I had been chasing? I looked up, trying to read his face, but he had already turned and walked away.

I looked at his back, feeling mixed emotions. His concern and gratitude confused me and made me even more uneasy. This feeling, like a seed, quietly took root and sprouted in my heart, but it also made me afraid of what kind of fruit it would eventually bear.

When he reached the door, the corner of his clothes was accidentally caught by the branches of a potted plant at the door. He didn't notice it and continued to walk forward, but he staggered and almost fell.

When I saw this scene, I felt a little happy. Humph, I told you to be cold to me and act superior! I deliberately didn't remind him, and just watched him walk a few steps in a slightly funny way before he finally got rid of the stubborn branch.

I couldn't help but secretly smile as I watched him leave. But soon, my smile froze on my face. Captain Zhao appeared at the door at some point, with a gloomy face and hostile eyes, staring at me intently...

Captain Zhao's cold eyes lingered around me like a poisonous snake, making me feel suffocated. "What are you laughing at?" He asked in a cold, questioning tone.

I tried to calm myself down and keep my voice as calm as possible. "It's nothing, Captain Zhao."

"Nothing?" He sneered, "I see that you have a very close relationship with Master Shen. You send him milk and ask about his well-being. If you don't know, you would think you are Master Shen's friend."

I clenched my fists, my nails dug deep into my flesh, causing a stinging pain. I understood what he meant, he was mocking me, a down-and-out bodyguard, actually wanting to get close to the young master of the Shen family.

"Captain Zhao, I'm just doing my job." I tried my best to suppress my anger and answered calmly.

"My job?" He approached, his eyes full of provocation, "Your job is to protect Master Shen's safety, not to get close to him."

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