The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 395

Mo Yan, who had been keeping his eyes shut as if asleep, opened them and shook his slightly stiff neck, "I will inform you when the time comes. These few days, if you feel bored, just walk around but be cautious. There is information that many people are already targeting you. If something happens, we won’t be able to protect you. If you don’t mind, consider moving to the King Mansion."

"No need. I actually hope they come looking for me."

Mo Yan frowned, "You better keep calm. This is Beiping, not Tianhe, let alone Huaizhou. If something goes wrong, no one will dare to stand up for you, and those who want to take you down are not ones you can easily talk to."

"I understand."

Xiao Jian did not fully comprehend their conversation, but he roughly grasped the gist of it—someone was after Ye Tian and Mo Yan was simply advising him to be cautious. Originally, Xiao Jian wanted to reassure Mo Yan confidently, but when he heard that even she could not provoke those people, he held back his impulsive thoughts. If the Mo Family claimed they couldn’t handle them, who could? Xiao Jian wasn’t about to be arrogant, uncertain of what might kill him.

The Mo Family was a prominent family that could make the whole Imperial City tremble with a stomp of their foot.

What kind of trouble had Ye Tian gotten into that even warranted the Mo Family’s young miss to worry about him?

"My issues don’t need your concern. Just let me know when we are departing."

Mo Yan said nothing, watching silently as Ye Tian walked out of the hall alone, the sadness in her heart gradually subsiding. She could sense the malevolent aura surrounding Ye Tian fading slowly, and she looked forward to him slowly returning to his former self as a Dragon Blood Warrior.

That afternoon, Ye Tian took He Ku out of the police station and along with Xiao Jian, they picked up He Biandan from his home. The hotpot restaurant, which had been left unattended due to He Biandan’s accident, was now ready to resume operations now that everyone had returned. The three discussed in the large, scattered courtyard how they were going to revive the business.

With He Biandan’s release from prison and Ye Tian’s improved mood, the atmosphere in the house was much harmonious. He Ku, holding the money Ye Tian gave him, went out to buy two bottles of Er Guotou, two pounds of pig head meat, some appetizing side dishes, and also invited the landlord, Old Man Liu, to come over for dinner.

Now, only these four adults and one child were left in the courtyard.

The dog in the yard had been stolen, presumably skinned for its meat, complained Old Man Liu with a laugh as he blamed He Ku, saying he should have butchered the dog and eaten it himself had he known.

There was a table set on the heated brick bed, covered with dishes, and in the middle of the table stood a pot of wine brought over by Old Man Liu. Looking out at the pitch dark night, Old Man Liu sighed, "This used to be a good courtyard, how did it end up like this. Leaving without a word; even if you don’t pay, you should at least say goodbye. The old rules are gone. No matter how hard, would I, an old man, really extort you?"

Hearing this, Ye Tian also understood the delicate situation inside and didn’t know the details, so he decided not to discuss it further as it would only make things unpleasant during the holiday season.

Lifting a wine cup the size of a thumb, Ye Tian said, "Old master, I’ve been in Beiping for less than two months. It was at your place that I first found shelter. Regardless of how broken or shabby, it is still a shelter, and for that, I raise this cup to you."

Ye Tian took the lead in drinking to show his respect and then finished his drink.

This made Old Man Liu a bit embarrassed, "Hurry, don’t say that, this old house has just been sitting here, and it would have been just sitting here anyway. You’re living here, and I’m taking your money, so it’s not about any favors. I’m not running a charity food stall outside, right? We’ll drink this glass together, father and son; it’s not about who’s toasting whom."

Old Man Liu also downed his glass in one go, smacking his lips together with a loud tsk tsk sound.

He Ku cleverly refilled the drinks for everyone, then watched them continue drinking. Ye Tian passed him a chicken leg and after thinking, he also poured him a glass of wine, "He Ku, have one for your dad."

He Ku obediently picked up the wine glass, "Dad!"

He Biandan grunted a response, muttering, "Kids shouldn’t drink alcohol. Just this once as an exception, be careful in the future."

The father and son each took a sip; probably because the drink was too spicy, after finishing his glass, He Ku forcefully restrained himself for a while, but eventually couldn’t help but jump off the kang and scooped a big ladle of cold water to gulp down. That managed to alleviate some of the spiciness, and the adults watched the kid and smiled understandingly.

"What plans do you have for the future, Biandan? Continue carrying water?"

Old Man Liu asked while putting a piece of Pig’s head meat into his mouth and sipping a little alcohol.

He Biandan put down his chopsticks, peeled a drunken peanut, and said, "No more, I’ve been thinking, my kid will need to go to school, and with more expenses, carrying water won’t make a name or money. It’s too tiring. I’m thinking about finding some other paths in the future."

Old Man Liu nodded, "That makes sense."

"Ye Tian helped me find a shop space; I’m thinking of fixing it up, setting up a shopfront. No matter what business, it’s better than carrying water out in the wind and rain. I don’t dare to dream too big, but if I can bring in two thousand yuan a month, our lives would be much better."

Ye Tian smiled; if the shop was well managed, it could make more than just two thousand yuan a month.

Seemingly caught up in the beautiful prospects of the future, He Biandan lifted his head and finished the drink in his glass, "From now on, our lives will get better, I can foresee that. You just wait, our days will only get brighter, not far off at all!"

He Ku sat on the kang with a chicken leg in one hand and his chin resting on the other, listening to his dad talk. It had been a long while since he had seen his father this happy. Old Man Liu was also quite pleased; he drank one cup after another. Seeing someone else’s life getting better made others happy too.

Throughout the meal, Ye Tian drank little and spoke less, but the other two didn’t notice this, their hearts too filled with joy to observe the thoughts of the person sitting beside them. They continued drinking until the late hours of the night, and when everyone in the room started to lie down on the kang to sleep, Ye Tian finally left the room, calling He Ku out as well.

"He Ku, here are the keys to the shop and this envelope. Give these things to your dad when he wakes up. The decoration and equipment of the shop’s front are all for your dad to decide. I won’t interfere. I won’t be coming back these next few days, I’ll be going abroad for a bit. I’ll come find you all when I return."