Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

Yang Ping sat on the sofa, yawned and wanted to sleep, but she couldn't leave. Helplessly looking at the ice face in front of him, she begged for forgiveness: "Please, you dragged me to your house.    

They sat facing each other in silence for nearly three hours.    

Zhu Xi had a complicated look in her eyes as she looked at Yang Ping's scoundrel side. Her heart was filled with sorrow and she thought to herself, a dignified seven foot man, after losing her memory, she would become a scoundrel. In the past, he would not fall asleep, nor would she yell loudly.    

Disappointed, Zhu Xi sighed, got up and returned to her room.    

Yang Ping shouted, "Don't go! "It's not clear how you're going to help me recover my memories."    

He was sure that he had lost a bit of his memories, the pressure that was being transmitted from Madame Zhu's body. He knew that she was disdainful of lying, and from the expressions of Liu Yu and Zhu Xi, it was obvious that they knew each other, but could not remember.    

It was a headache.    

Yang Ping didn't really want to remember the past, because from Zhu Xi's expression, it was definitely not a good thing.    

Zhu Xi turned around and coldly said, "If you search for the memories yourself, there aren't many things I can help you with. Aunt Xue said that you have only temporarily lost your memories and will quickly recover. "I'm going to sleep first. The food is in the fridge."    

Looking at her figure returning to her room, Yang Ping rubbed her nose. She seemed to be confused, but her stomach was really hungry.    

The night was getting darker.    

The silver moonlight shone through the window onto the sofa, reflecting the peaceful look on his face. He slept very soundly, like a wanderer who hasn't come home in a long time, and after arriving at his home, he found a harbor to sleep in.    

After who knows how long, Yang Ping pursed her lips and opened her eyes. She saw a perfect and exquisite face, but she was still shocked.    

Zhu Xi sat on the opposite side of the sofa, quietly observing her expression.    

Not angry because of Yang Ping's excessive reaction, Zhu Xi shook her head and muttered: "Why must I lose my memories now, Yang Ping …" Looking at his bright eyes, she was like two stars in the night sky, hesitating to speak.    

Finally she said nothing and went to the bathroom.    

Yang Ping patted her chest, thinking that she could not stay here any longer, or else she would take advantage of him. Don't look at how beautiful she is. Who knows if she's a pervert. He quietly put on her clothes and walked to the door.    

"If you leave now, you'll never come back."    

At the door of the washroom, Zhu Xi bit her lips. Looking at Yang Ping's sneaky look, she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart. Previously, he had done all she could to come in and stay, but now, she wanted to leave.    

Yang Ping closed the door awkwardly, then forced a smile: "I don't want to go, I'm just going to take a breather."    

Zhu Xi was not interested in playing word games with him, she walked alone towards the room.    

For some reason, when Yang Ping saw Zhu Xi's lonely and beautiful figure, she wanted to protect her. Especially her pitiful appearance, it caused him to be unable to resist the urge to protect her and explore her inner world.    

"Can you tell me about my past?"    

Zhu Xi held on to the door lock, just as she was about to enter the room, she heard those words, her body trembled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she turned and looked at Yang Ping with a complicated gaze, and asked: "Do you really want to know?"    

Yang Ping smiled and nodded.    

Seated facing each other again, the two of them were not much closer than before. Zhu Xi then told Yue Guang about his past to Yang Ping. The black cloud quietly appeared and covered Haoyue. The night slowly crept past the treetops, and time passed by according to Zhu Xi's explanation.    

"When we first met, you looked like a hooligan."    

"What do you mean 'like'? I was originally."    

"…"    

"Why aren't you talking? Fine, I won't interrupt. "You can continue."    

"I've been poisoned with the world's most bizarre poison, Falling Snow And Cold Plum …"    

"F * ck, I knew that the old man didn't have good intentions. With your physique and the Falling Snow And Cold Plum, it's basically an SSS level mission. You actually let me do it. I won't kill him when we get back." Yang Ping's face changed, and shouted.    

Zhu Xi was repeatedly interrupted, and said angrily: "Are you going to listen to me or not! If you don't want to hear it, go back to sleep. "    

Yang Ping immediately sat down obediently, and smiled: "Please speak, please continue."    

Zhu Xi took a deep breath, looked at Yang Ping's mischievous face, and said with a gentler expression: "Everything happened because of Dragon God Competition …" The tempting voice narrated the recent events, from the misunderstanding brought about by the first treatment to the angrily leaving home, from the first trial of Dragon God Competition to the finals, from making friends to encountering enemies. Zhu Xi told her everything she knew but she did not mention the reason why Yang Ping had lost her memories, because only the Madame Zhu was clear. When Yang Ping was unconscious, she was at the Hidden Treasure Pavilion.    

One night passed.    

When the first ray of sunlight fell on Zhu Xi's black hair, her face emitted an abnormal light. She didn't know, but when she explained all of Yang Ping's deeds, she realized that Yang Ping was actually not some hoodlum who could be seen from her outer appearance. She was actually a man who was disrespectful to the world but had a lot of stories and was very persistent.    

A friend who loves only one person and has two ribs against one's blade, so a friend can go against Subsaint for him. A friend who is indifferent to any kind of suffering will have a strong confidence in his heart.    

Zhu Xi's eyes turned blurry as she stared at Yang Ping for a few seconds. Suddenly, she realised that Yang Ping was not that bad and was actually extremely outstanding, excellent to the point that in the entire Dragon City, there were no men who could compare to him. Thinking about it, Zhu Xi was shocked.    

Is he so perfect in my heart?    

Zhu Xi's heartbeat sped up as two blushes crept up her cheeks. Not wanting to let Yang Ping see her shyness, she hurriedly got up and said, "It's morning, I want to go to work at the company."    

Yang Ping sensed Zhu Xi's nervousness, and joked: "I heard a lot about fighting and killing from you, don't you have any love? Look at how handsome I am, don't you think there's any girl who would like me? "    

Zhu Xi frowned, her face became ice-cold as she coldly replied, "No."    

Yang Ping giggled: "How is that possible, there definitely will be one. You don't want to say, did you fall in love with me in the past and then get jealous? "    

Zhu Xi turned around abruptly and shouted, "If I say there's no such thing as, then there's no such thing as.    

The sudden curse wiped the smile off Yang Ping's face. He was just joking, she did not expect the reaction she got to be so intense, she could not help but be speechless, and said awkwardly: "Zhu Xi, I was just joking, don't mind me."    

Zhu Xi sneered: "In your heart, are feelings a joke?"    

Facing Zhu Xi's questioning, Yang Ping laughed dryly.    

Zhu Xi was impatient in his heart, as if she was moved in his heart. She looked at him coldly, and said indifferently: "So what if I told you? Yang Ping, if I were you, I would actually hope to never remember the matters of Dragon City. "    

Speak, Zhu Xi walked into the room.    

Yang Ping was astonished. She didn't know why Zhu Xi had such a strong reaction when it came to matters of the heart. Could it be that she was really hurt by him before? The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible. At this moment, Yang Ping suddenly felt a sense of guilt.    

In the room.    

Zhu Xi clenched her fist tightly, and her delicate body trembled violently. If she didn't come in earlier, Yang Ping would have realized that her eyes were completely red, and that she was about to burst into tears.    

Although the sunlight was still shining through the window, Zhu Xi did not feel the slightest bit of warmth.    

She thought of Ming Zhu.    

The girl who sacrificed herself for Yang Ping.    

She only had half a year to live.    

But he didn't know.    

Why was the heavens so cruel, why did good people not get good rewards!    

Tears blurred Zhu Xi's eyes as she let out a long sigh, her expression incomparably sorrowful. This week, she intentionally avoided thinking about certain things, wanting to use her company's work to numb herself. She tried to chat with Yang Ping and avoid touching the restricted area.    

But how could he not touch it?    

When she saw Yang Ping, she thought of the girl who was competing with her. That face always had a peaceful smile, giving people a feeling of ease, but how many people knew what she carried on her body. That night, the two talked about many things. Other than Yang Ping, it was about the family that made her sad.    

Her lover was gone.    

He was left in sorrow.    

Zhu Xi muttered: "Ming Zhu, I'm wrong."