The indulgence of divorced women

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Chapter 0001 The Ice Queen Next Door!
"Ten years have passed. I wonder how those annoying guys are doing!"
Sitting on the plane bound for China, Ye Chengfeng looked at the beautiful scenery outside the window, a faint, mischievous smile unconsciously playing on his lips.
He remembered that when he left China, Ye Chengfeng was just a naive fifteen-year-old boy.
Now, ten years later, that boy had grown up and transformed into a man of steel.
"Sir, would you like something to drink?"
a sexy and beautiful flight attendant asked with a slight smile.
"Thank you, no, thank you."
Ye Chengfeng returned the smile.
"And this lady?"
The flight attendant shifted her gaze to the person next to Ye Chengfeng.
This was a woman wearing a silver-gray fitted short dress.
Her wine-red hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her bright eyes and white teeth exuded a captivating beauty.
Her exquisite features, combined with her high breasts, sexy waist, and slender, long legs, made her a gift from heaven, unforgettable at first glance.
"What a beautiful woman."
Even the stunning flight attendant felt a pang of self-consciousness.
Her gaze shifted downwards, landing on the woman's black stockings and the white, high-top boots that completely covered her calves. She couldn't help but feel a surge of desire to get closer. If
a woman felt this way, how much more so a man?
"Blue Mountain coffee, no sugar."
The woman stared intently at a magazine in her hands.
Her voice was heavenly, yet chillingly cold, sending shivers down one's spine.
"Coffee without sugar is very bitter,"
Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but remind her.
He had noticed this exceptionally beautiful woman sitting next to him since boarding the plane.
But most of the journey had passed, and he hadn't heard her say a word, let alone had a chance to strike up a conversation.
However, even now that he had the opportunity, Ye Chengfeng still hadn't succeeded.
It was that aloof beauty who, after taking the coffee, completely ignored him, engrossed in reading a magazine and calmly sipping her bitter coffee.
"Alright, so she's an iceberg who loves bitter coffee,"
Ye Chengfeng shrugged, but didn't bother to pester her.
The stunning woman was captivating, but cold as ice; he had no intention of wasting his time.
"Heh, with that poor, pathetic look, he thinks he can chat up a beauty,"
a man in a brown suit in front of Ye Chengfeng muttered very quietly, but Ye Chengfeng heard him perfectly. Just as
Ye Chengfeng was about to lash out, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind: "Don't move! Hijacking!"
He saw twelve masked men armed with miniature pistols rushing menacingly from the tail of the plane.
One of them was dragging a flight attendant whose head was covered in blood.
The next second, the injured air marshal was thrown to the ground. The twelve masked men efficiently left four to guard the cabin, while the other eight rushed towards the cockpit, clearly intending to subdue the captain or someone similar.
This sudden turn of events truly frightened many, turning them pale.
Even the icy beauty beside Ye Chengfeng trembled, spilling her coffee.
The man in the brown suit who had just called Ye Chengfeng poor was even more visibly shaken.
Ye Chengfeng, however, remained calm and composed, as if everything happening around him was irrelevant.
After a short while, four masked men emerged from the cockpit.
One of them, a tall masked man, brandishing a miniature pistol, scanned the cabin and spoke in heavily accented Japanese-accented Chinese: "We are from the Truth Church. Today, we hijacked this plane only to negotiate with the Chinese government, demanding the release of our important high-ranking officials. We don't seek money, nor do we want to harm anyone."
With that, he fired three shots into the cabin ceiling.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The ear-piercing gunshots startled the passengers, who screamed in terror.
The tall, masked man at the head of the group nodded in satisfaction before continuing, "I hope everyone will cooperate and not resist, and definitely not try anything underhanded! Otherwise, we can't guarantee we won't kill a few of you before we even negotiate with the Chinese authorities!"
"No! Don't kill me!"
The man in the brown suit who had previously called Ye Chengfeng poor hurriedly raised his hands, trembling as he cried out, "I...I'm a business owner, I...I can give you a lot of money, please...let me go!"
"So what if you're rich?"
Upon hearing this, the tall, masked man at the head of the group walked over and dragged the man in the brown suit out.
With a slam of the butt of his gun, the man in the brown suit screamed and fell to the ground, his head covered in blood. He had actually wet himself on the spot, and the stench of urine instantly filled the cabin, almost making Ye Chengfeng burst out laughing.
However, the actions of the tall, masked man at the head of the group made the passengers realize with horror that what he had just said was not a lie.
It was common knowledge that the Truth Cult was a global terrorist organization originating in Japan, skilled in using poison gas to create terror.
Moreover, recently, the Chinese government had indeed issued a statement announcing the arrest of a high-ranking member of the Truth Cult.
Therefore, it seemed that these Truth Cult terrorists were indeed planning to use the passengers on the plane to negotiate with the Chinese government.
"There's one more thing I hope everyone knows,"
the tall, masked man said smugly, seeing the passengers' fear. "To ensure the negotiations go smoothly, this flight to China needs to change its route. Don't panic; we will release the people after the negotiations are successful."
He had barely finished speaking when Ye Chengfeng felt the plane tilt and change direction at high altitude. Clearly, the four Truth Cult terrorists in the cockpit had forced the pilot to change course.
After a slight pause, a short, stout man emerged from the cockpit. He impatiently glanced at the group of flight attendants huddled together, then his gaze fell on the icy beauty beside Ye Chengfeng, almost unconsciously swallowing hard.
He then spoke to the tall man at the head of the group in Japanese.
Ye Chengfeng, fluent in over a dozen foreign languages, naturally understood Japanese.
He knew the short, stout man had his eye on the icy beauty beside him and demanded to take her to the restroom and force himself on her.
The tall man, however, insisted that negotiations hadn't begun and that passengers shouldn't be harmed.
The short, stout man, however, claimed he hadn't been with a woman for months, and today, encountering such a stunningly beautiful woman, he couldn't resist. He promised to take full responsibility for any problems that arose.
Finally, the tall man in the lead had no choice but to nod.
"Beautiful lady, come with me."
The short, fat man licked his lower lip excitedly, pointing his miniature pistol at the icy beauty beside Ye Chengfeng, signaling her to get up from her seat.
"You...you said you wouldn't harm passengers."
The icy beauty seemed to understand a bit of Japanese; her face was deathly pale, her once captivating eyes now filled with terror.
Whether seeking refuge or recognizing Ye Chengfeng's extraordinary nature, she involuntarily grabbed his arm, a hint of longing in her terrified eyes.
"I just want to take you to experience that intoxicating, soul-stirring pleasure. How can that be considered harm? Maybe you'll become obsessed, hehe."
The short, fat man was practically drooling, frightening the icy beauty into gripping Ye Chengfeng's arm even tighter.
Her fingernails even seemed to dig into Ye Chengfeng's flesh; she was clearly terrified.
"Get lost!"
Ye Chengfeng kicked the short, fat man who was trying to help the icy beauty to her feet, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"You...you're asking for death!"
The short, fat man was furious and raised his gun to shoot Ye Chengfeng.
At the same time, the other masked men in the cabin also stepped forward with their guns, their dark muzzles surrounding Ye Chengfeng.
Chapter 0002 Awesome Military Officer's ID!
However, the tall man in the lead frowned and stopped him, turning to look at Ye Chengfeng and asking in a sinister tone, "Who are you?"
He knew the short, fat man's weight and skills perfectly well.
But even though Ye Chengfeng was sitting down and couldn't exert his strength, he still easily kicked the short, fat man a long way away, without even a chance to dodge.
Such explosive power and speed were impossible for ordinary civilians.
Even ordinary soldiers, or even special forces soldiers, couldn't do it.
"Ask me?"
Ye Chengfeng seemed completely oblivious to the dark gun barrels around him, quickly smiling as he leaned in and lightly kissed the icy beauty's fair cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Then, as the icy beauty's eyebrows furrowed and her cheeks flushed, he stroked her smooth hair, releasing an alluring fragrance, seemingly both soothing and warning her to cooperate.
Having done all this, Ye Chengfeng said to the leading man, "See clearly? I'm this lady's husband!"
"I didn't ask what your relationship is with her!"
The tall leading man nearly choked, glaring at him, "I asked, what's your identity! What's your profession!"
"This lady's husband!"
Ye Chengfeng's lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but repeat, "My identity and profession are that of this lady's husband."
"..."
Upon hearing this, the icy beauty and the surrounding passengers were speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
Besides praising Ye Chengfeng's extraordinary courage, what else could they say?
"Tie him up! He'll be the first hostage in the negotiations! If the negotiations fail, kill him immediately as a warning."
The leader, of course, knew Ye Chengfeng was just toying with him, so his iron fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Ye Chengfeng narrowed his eyes, his voice carrying a chilling coldness: "You changed the flight path without my permission, affecting my schedule, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet."
"You think you can do this?"
The short, fat man who had been kicked earlier looked at Ye Chengfeng with disdain, as if he were already dead.
The other masked men were equally disdainful.
There were nine of them, each armed with a miniature pistol.
Ye Chengfeng, on the other hand, was empty-handed. Where did he get the confidence to so boldly turn the tables on them?
"You're lucky today, you're spared the death penalty."
A flash of murderous intent appeared in Ye Chengfeng's eyes, and in the next instant, he mysteriously disappeared from his seat.
As a cultivator, Ye Chengfeng had witnessed countless killings during his ten years of wandering abroad, and the number of enemies who had died at his hands was at least eight or ten thousand.
He never showed the slightest mercy to terrorists.
But now, on the plane, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Chengfeng did not want to present that bloody scene of slaughter so brutally to a group of ordinary people.
"Where did he go? Why did he disappear?"
Just as Ye Chengfeng cast an invisibility spell, the nine members of the Truth Cult stared dumbfounded at the empty seat, their palms sweating involuntarily.
"Ugh!"
A strange groan rang out, and it was the short, fat man who had tried to force himself on the icy beauty, his eyes rolling back as he collapsed to the ground.
But to the other eight, it was as if they had seen a ghost.
Because they could not see Ye Chengfeng, they could only see the short, fat man suddenly faint as if he had been struck by a heavy blow, without any warning.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
With several muffled thuds, the remaining eight men were knocked to the ground one after another, without even a chance to fire.
After doing all this, Ye Chengfeng's figure slowly appeared, stunning the ice-cold beauty and all the passengers and flight attendants in the cabin.
However, Ye Chengfeng only left them with a dashing back view before heading towards the cockpit.
There, three masked members of the Truth Cult remained undealed.
"Hey buddy, have a smoke."
When Ye Chengfeng entered the cockpit, the remaining three Truth Cult members were actually sharing cigarettes in front of the captain.
"Damn it, you don't want to live? I do!"
Ye Chengfeng flashed over, his hand moving like lightning, and in a few moves, he knocked the last three Truth Cult members unconscious, leaving the captain dumbfounded and inwardly horrified.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he would have thought this was a real hijacking, something out of a movie.
The young man's hand moved with such ease, a few light chops, and three burly men were knocked unconscious. It was simply unbelievable.
"Let's change the flight path back, it's alright now."
Ye Chengfeng patted the captain's shoulder lightly, casually found a seat, and didn't want to go back to the cabin.
Firstly, he found the scenery here better.
Secondly, he didn't want to encounter ordinary passengers again, lest he be treated like a monster.
"A... truly a master."
The captain hadn't witnessed Ye Chengfeng's sudden disappearance, so he wasn't afraid.
On the contrary, the captain was so excited that he stammered, hurriedly contacting the air marshal on board through the communicator to briefly explain the situation in the cockpit.
Then, the air marshal who had been beaten and was bleeding from the head staggered over, a towel covering his wound.
"Hello, I'm the air marshal on the flight, my name is Yang Guodong."
The air marshal flashed his badge and warmly shook Ye Chengfeng's hand, saying, "Thank you so much for your bravery, sir! Without your help, the consequences would have been unimaginable! On behalf of the airline, the entire crew, and all the passengers, I sincerely thank you."
Yang Guodong then bowed deeply.
"It's just part of my job,"
Ye Chengfeng shrugged helplessly, quickly reaching into his pocket and pulling out five or six identification documents.
He grabbed one at random, handed it over, and casually stuffed the rest back into his pocket.
Yang Guodong took it and his hand trembled; he almost knelt down.
It was a military officer's ID!
Moreover, the series of positions and titles listed on the identification document were simply unbelievably impressive, almost scaring Yang Guodong half to death.
If Yang Guodong hadn't been certain it was a genuine military officer's ID, he probably wouldn't have believed such a young man possessed such terrifying positions and titles!
It was truly frightening!
Almost instantly, Yang Guodong returned the document to Ye Chengfeng.
Then, Yang Guodong respectfully saluted, trembling as he said in a voice only he and Ye Chengfeng could hear, "Sir...Sir, I...I promise I won't reveal your identity."
Chapter 0003 Sir, You're So Wicked!
"Go ahead, don't alert the police or the media. Also, make sure to delete the surveillance footage and calm the passengers. After the plane lands, someone will take those Truth Cult terrorists away."
Ye Chengfeng put the document back in his pocket and waved his hand.
About twenty minutes later, the plane landed smoothly at Beijing International Airport.
Under normal circumstances, a terrorist hijacking would attract countless reporters and police, regardless of whether the plane landed safely.
However, this time, due to Ye Chengfeng's order, all news was suppressed, and everything was as calm as if nothing had happened.
"Thank you for today. My name is Dongfang Xue. May I ask your name, my benefactor?"
As Ye Chengfeng stepped off the plane, a heavenly voice, accompanied by a refreshing fragrance, wafted over.
Ye Chengfeng turned around and saw a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings, exuding a magic that made one want to reach out and touch them.
Apart from the icy beauty who had sat next to him earlier, who else had such alluring legs?
"No need for thanks. Goodbye forever."
When Ye Chengfeng heard the name Dongfang Xue, the bright smile on his face suddenly froze, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
But quickly, he relaxed his fists, put on a smile again, and strode away.
In the airport's VIP lounge, Ye Chengfeng met three women wearing red berets, black vests, and light gray camouflage hot pants.
They were all stunningly beautiful, with gorgeous figures.
Just standing there, doing nothing, was a beautiful sight.
Especially their long, slender, white legs, which were incredibly alluring and captivating.
"Greetings, Chief!"
As Ye Chengfeng approached, the three hot women saluted in unison, showing great respect.
"Why is it you picking up this old man?"
Ye Chengfeng looked around for a moment before asking with some displeasure.
"We...we were waiting for you at the hotel."
The woman in the lead sweated inwardly, thinking that in all of China, perhaps only Chief Ye dared to call the head of the Hidden Dragons and Phoenixes of China "old man. "
Although that old man was indeed quite old, with a full head of white hair, the power he actually wielded was second only to the highest leader of China.
Sometimes, even the highest leader of China had to humbly listen to his advice.
Such a powerful figure was actually addressed as "old man" by Ye Chengfeng without any politeness!
"Alright, lead the way!"
Ye Chengfeng, not immediately seeing the person he wanted to see, muttered somewhat irritably, "This old man's official career is getting worse and worse. Why is the security on airplanes so bad? I encountered a hijacking as soon as I returned to the country, and this meeting was even specially chosen to be held in a hotel. What's going on with this plane? Does he want these three pretty girls from the Hidden Phoenix Group to spend the night with me?"
Thinking of something amusing, Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but put his arm around the sexy waist of the leading woman, "Little Yueyue, you've been eating too well lately, haven't you? You've gained quite a bit of weight. You weren't this plump last time in Los Angeles."
"Commander Ye!"
The fiery woman called Little Yueyue blushed, but didn't dare to break free from Ye Chengfeng's embrace, "My name is Yan Yiyue, not Little Yueyue. Also, your hands... could you please not let people see them like this? It's embarrassing."
"Uh, sorry, I'll find a place where no one can see next time."
Ye Chengfeng chuckled.
"Commander--"
Yan Yiyue dragged out the sound, stomped her foot lightly, and said coquettishly.
"Alright, I'm not kidding anymore."
Ye Chengfeng suddenly became serious. "The old man specifically asked me to come all the way back to the country this time. Is there some new mission?"
"It's said to be protecting a beautiful female CEO," Yan Yiyue said. "But I don't know the specifics."
"He kept it a secret from you?" Ye Chengfeng frowned, and finally said, "This matter is probably not simple."
"Yes, the old man... oops, I mean, the old chief said that this is probably the most difficult mission in the history of Chief Ye."
"Little Yueyue, you called him old man."
Ye Chengfeng suddenly pointed at Yan Yiyue and said with a smile, "I order you to give me some benefits immediately, or I will definitely report you."
"Chief Ye!"
Yan Yiyue quickly became pitiful.
Inwardly, however, she was seething with resentment: "If you hadn't kept calling me 'old man,' would I have been corrupted by you?"
"Alright, I'll forgive you this time."
Ye Chengfeng slapped Yan Yiyue, causing her to jump up shyly, her face growing increasingly red, like a boiled crab.
"Commander, you're too mean! I'll report you for harassing a female subordinate."
"If you report me, I'll definitely eat you alive."
Ye Chengfeng grinned mischievously, noticing that in the airport VIP parking area, there was only one new Range Rover with military license plates, a top-of-the-line Autobiography Long Wheelbase in Ipanema Beach Gold.
So, he smiled and reached out, "Give me the keys. The old man actually knows my tastes. Looks like this nearly four-million-dollar new Range Rover is going to be a gift to me."
"Commander Ye! This is actually... one of our Hidden Phoenix Group's cars."
Yan Yiyue said somewhat hesitantly.
"What about mine?"
"You should ask the old commander yourself."
After handing the car keys to Ye Chengfeng, Yan Yiyue didn't dare look at him.
She knew that although the old commander had specially assigned Ye Chengfeng a car for his mission back home, it was actually... a pickup truck, and she didn't even know how many times it had been used.
She had gone to great lengths to buy it from the used car market for 4,800 yuan, and it was a manual transmission!
If Ye Chengfeng knew, he would definitely be furious, so she dared not say anything now.
"Alright, I'll go back and ask."
After getting into the car, Ye Chengfeng suddenly remembered something, so he hurriedly said to the other two Hidden Phoenix Group members, "Go find an air marshal named Yang Guodong and secretly deal with those Truth Cult terrorists I knocked out on the plane."
After saying that, Ye Chengfeng admired the interior of the new Range Rover with great satisfaction, praising it endlessly.
Immediately after Yan Yiyue got into the car, he started the engine and sped out of the airport's VIP parking area.
Once on the non-highway, Ye Chengfeng raced at nearly 200 km/h, constantly overtaking other vehicles in the dense traffic.
Not only Yan Yiyue in the passenger seat, but also the drivers of the other cars he overtook were terrified.
Fortunately, Ye Chengfeng's driving skills were excellent, and his reactions were incredibly quick, so the journey was relatively uneventful.
Upon arriving at the five-star hotel, Yan Yiyue immediately took the keys from Ye Chengfeng, secretly deciding she wouldn't let him drive anymore.
Otherwise, she'd be in for speeding and running red lights.
About five minutes later, Yan Yiyue led Ye Chengfeng to a presidential suite at the hotel.
"Old man, what's going on this time?"
Ye Chengfeng shouted as soon as he opened the door. "What can't you handle that makes me come all the way back to the country?"
Chapter 0004 The Beautiful CEO's Personal Bodyguard!
"Chengfeng."
An aged yet powerful voice rang out from the balcony of the presidential suite.
Ye Chengfeng followed the sound and saw an elderly man in military uniform sitting alone on the balcony, watching the rolling traffic below.
"Old man!"
Ye Chengfeng chuckled and went over. Seeing that there was an extra seat prepared next to him, he sat down without any hesitation. "
Was your journey smooth ?"
The elderly man called "old man" was actually Elder Yun, the head of the official secret organization Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix in China.
Ye Chengfeng was the chief instructor of Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix and the leader of the Hidden Dragon Group, holding the rank of general, and was his subordinate.
But Ye Chengfeng didn't make any distinction between superior and subordinate with Elder Yun; he was completely familiar with him.
"Smooth my foot! We were hijacked by those terrorists from the Truth Cult."
Ye Chengfeng rolled his eyes.
"It's good that we landed safely."
Old Yun chuckled, already guessing the general situation without even asking about the details.
"Tell me, what's the matter this time? I'm very busy."
Ye Chengfeng lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
"To protect someone, with no time limit, and for the time being, she can't know you're sent by the authorities."
Old Yun picked up a stack of files from the side table, gently placed them in Ye Chengfeng's hand, sighed slightly, and said somewhat solemnly, "Her name is Lin Ziwei, the president of Lin's Biotechnology Group."
"Is that necessary?"
Ye Chengfeng glanced through the files; besides Lin Ziwei's basic information, her general preferences and lifestyle, there was nothing else.
He was puzzled.
As the chief instructor of the Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix, Ye Chengfeng wouldn't claim to be the best in the world, but in the entire Chinese military, he hadn't encountered anyone who could withstand three moves from him.
Therefore, was it too much for Elder Yun to ask someone of his status and strength to protect a seemingly beautiful but actually shrewd female CEO?
There wasn't even a time limit, and she couldn't know he was from the government!
It seemed this female CEO was quite averse to government officials.
"That's all the surface information,"
Elder Yun chuckled. "But the behind-the-scenes information, you'll have to discover for yourself. Since this is a hotel, I'm afraid of being overheard, so I won't tell you much. In short, sending you won't be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut; I'm a little worried you won't be able to handle it."
"Is it that exaggerated?"
Ye Chengfeng couldn't help but exclaim slightly, his expression unconsciously becoming more serious.
He knew Elder Yun's personality; he never joked about missions.
In other words, if Elder Yun deemed this mission difficult for Ye Chengfeng, then it absolutely was.
Could it be that this beautiful CEO named Lin Ziwei was a difficult person to deal with
? That couldn't possibly make Elder Yun so serious!
Ye Chengfeng was completely baffled.
"Go ahead. Your new identity is a veteran, and your name will still be Ye Chengfeng."
Elder Yun handed over a file bag. "Inside, besides your relevant documents, there's a Yang Yuan Grass, which is your advance payment. You'll receive at least one grass per month. If you can't find one, you'll be sent to the Rare Treasures Pavilion to select other items as substitutes, guaranteed to satisfy you. As for Yan Yiyue, she'll be secretly assisting you."
"Deal!"
Ye Chengfeng opened the file bag and immediately felt a rich spiritual energy emanating from the Yang Yuan Grass. He readily agreed without even asking about the details of the mission.
He never cared much about how difficult the mission was.
What he valued most was the mission reward!
Although he was Elder Yun's top subordinate, a general in China, and the chief instructor and leader of the Hidden Dragon Group of Hidden Dragon and Hidden Phoenix, these positions were actually arranged by Elder Yun to win him over.
In reality, the relationship between Ye Chengfeng and Elder Yun, or rather, between Ye Chengfeng and the Chinese government, was somewhat like an employer-employee relationship.
The Chinese government provided money and resources, and Ye Chengfeng helped handle troublesome matters that the Chinese government couldn't handle directly.
For example, eliminating enemy agents, stealing important enemy documents, and assassinating enemy commanders.
There's no other way.
Ye Chengfeng is a cultivator, and very likely the only one in the world.
Of course, that's not the main point.
The main point is that the Earth is now heavily polluted, to the point where spiritual energy is almost depleted, making cultivation resources extremely rare.
And coincidentally, a large portion of cultivation resources and ancient martial arts cultivation resources actually have almost the same use, but Ye Chengfeng is busy cultivating and doesn't have much time to search for them.
Moreover, even if he had time to search, he was alone, so his efficiency was limited.
Old Yun chuckled and said, "Actually, I think some things should be resolved as soon as possible. Your procrastination is not beneficial. In addition, a lot has happened to the Ye family in Shanghai over the years. Do you want to go back and take a look?"
"Take a look my foot."
Ye Chengfeng snorted, his eyes somewhat cold: "Ten years ago, I had no connection with them. The Ye family is the Ye family, and I am me."
"Whatever you want, I'm just suggesting."
Old Yun sighed: "You can report to work at Lin's Biotechnology Group in Shanghai tomorrow. Your initial position is security guard. How to get close to Lin Ziwei and gain her trust to become her personal bodyguard depends on your abilities." "
However, as far as I know, Lin Ziwei doesn't seem to realize the major crisis she's about to face. If you can become her bodyguard first, then this mission will be a quarter successful. Of course, if you can't become her bodyguard, then you can only protect her secretly."
"You don't need to worry about the mission, old man. Since I agreed to take it, I will definitely complete it." "
Ye Chengfeng said confidently.
But in his heart, he was somewhat confused.
According to the information, Lin Ziwei was a beautiful CEO with great business acumen. Apart from the fact that her wealth and beauty might attract trouble, Ye Chengfeng couldn't think of anything else for the time being.
But if it was just wealth and beauty, Ye Chengfeng thought it wouldn't be enough for the country to take the initiative to send someone to protect her.
Moreover, Elder Yun went to such great lengths to send him, the hidden chief instructor, to take action.
Unless, Lin Ziwei's abilities, or what she possessed, could be of immense help to China and even the world, making it entirely worthwhile for the Chinese government to send someone to protect her secretly.
And one of those people was someone as powerful as him, Ye Chengfeng!
"It seems that this beautiful CEO is far more complicated than she appears on the surface!"
Ye Chengfeng thought to himself.
Chapter 0005 Touch Me Again, and I'll Marry You!
"By the way, Chengfeng, this is your car. It's parked downstairs, military green." "
Old Yun interrupted Ye Chengfeng's train of thought, taking out an old car key.
"Damn it! Old man, you've got guts!"
Ye Chengfeng peered down and was shocked to find a pickup truck with severely chipped paint and a body riddled with dents, practically beyond repair.
Ye Chengfeng's lips twitched violently, and he almost lost his temper on the spot.
"Don't be angry, this is to match your new identity."
Old Yun laughed. "Otherwise, with your contributions to the country over the years, let alone luxury cars, you could be provided with a private jet. But have you ever seen an ordinary security guard driving a private jet and a luxury car to work? When you go there, your ulterior motives will be written all over your face."
"You're just deliberately trying to disgust me."
Ye Chengfeng laughed and cursed. "Even a second-hand sedan is better than this junk pickup truck. I'm not driving this piece of junk. It's more in line with my new identity to be a carless person. " "
I'm sure,"
Old Yun's smile suddenly turned mocking. "Shanghai has changed a lot in recent years. Without transportation, you'd be practically helpless."
"Then I'll take a taxi, or even a crowded bus, it'll be more prestigious than driving that beat-up pickup!"
Ye Chengfeng tossed the keys back to Old Yun, turning around with a triumphant air. "I refuse to believe that people without cars can't make a living! If I drive that lousy pickup, all the girls will be scared away. I'm not even married yet!"
"Alright, then I'll... wish you success."
Old Yun smiled, not forgetting to remind him, "Remember to leave early, it's over a thousand kilometers from Beijing to Shanghai, quite a distance."
"Mind your own business, you old geezer."
Ye Chengfeng said without turning his head, "Don't drink too much coffee, and don't stay up late tonight." "
After saying this, Ye Chengfeng slammed the door shut.
"Chief Ye, is everything settled?"
Yan Yiyue had been waiting at the door.
"Yes, everything settled. Let's go, come with me to Shanghai."
Ye Chengfeng gestured with his lips, briefly explained Elder Yun's mission to Yan Yiyue, and then held out his hand, saying, "Give me the car keys."
"..."
Although Yan Yiyue had already decided not to give this guy the car keys again,
when Ye Chengfeng actually asked her for them, she had no choice but to hand them over, feeling annoyed, and followed Ye Chengfeng onto the highway, heading straight for Shanghai.
However, what quickly put Yan Yiyue at ease was that Ye Chengfeng only drove for two hours before saying, "Little Yueyue, you drive, I'll rest for a while."
"Okay, let's find a place to stop."
Yan Yiyue nodded, feeling a little embarrassed that her superior had been driving her around all this time. "
Why stop? Just switch seats,"
Ye Chengfeng rolled his eyes, beckoning her with his hand. "You sit on my lap first, then hold the steering wheel, and I'll hand you the accelerator."
"But..."
Yan Yiyue's pretty face suddenly flushed again.
Sitting on Ye Chengfeng's lap was incredibly embarrassing .
"Hurry up! This stretch of road is all straight; it's harder to switch seats on the curves later, and going that fast could cause an accident."
"Okay."
Although Yan Yiyue was reluctant, she ultimately suppressed her shyness and carefully moved from the passenger seat to the driver's seat, plopping down on Ye Chengfeng's lap.
"Hold on tight to the steering wheel. " "
Ye Chengfeng gave a reminder and then handed the steering wheel to her.
He then handed the accelerator to her as well.
However, what made Yan Yiyue blush even more was that Ye Chengfeng still didn't seem to be moving to the passenger seat, making her incredibly embarrassed.
At this moment, their position was incredibly ambiguous.
So, with a shy feeling, Yan Yiyue timidly said, "Commander Ye... why aren't you moving?"
"You've been pressing my butt against me the whole time, how am I supposed to move?"
Ye Chengfeng said
, both amused and exasperated. He hadn't moved because he was waiting for Yan Yiyue to slightly lift her buttocks so he could get away.
"Ah... then I..."
Yan Yiyue finally realized the situation, and her pretty face turned bright red, her heart pounding like a drum.
Instinctively, Yan Yiyue quickly arched her buttocks to let Ye Chengfeng move away.
"Alright, don't be shy, just move aside."
Ye Chengfeng casually moved to the passenger seat.
"Chief Ye!"
Yan Yiyue said playfully as she sat down, "If you... if you bully me again, I'll... I'll... I'll..." She trailed
off, unsure how to continue.
Every time Ye Chengfeng bullied her, she would say this, but it never seemed to have any effect!
"You'll what?"
Ye Chengfeng chuckled, reclining his seat and lying down.
"I'll... I'll marry you!"
Yan Yiyue mustered her courage and said fiercely.
"Uh, what a domineering threat."
Ye Chengfeng's lips twitched; he didn't know how to respond.
Unbeknownst to them, the new Range Rover pulled into a five-star hotel in Shanghai.
After Yan Yiyue booked a room, she said to Ye Chengfeng, "Chief, please rest at the hotel for the night. I should have found you a place to stay by the time you return from work tomorrow."
"Call me Brother Ye, or Brother Chengfeng." (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account (Manyu Novels) and reply with the number 253 to continue reading the exciting story!) Ye Chengfeng smiled wryly, "Don't use such formal titles like 'Chief' in public. Also, from now on, when you come to see me, you can only wear casual clothes."
"Okay, Brother Chengfeng."
Yan Yiyue nodded obediently.
"Go ahead, see you tomorrow afternoon."
Ye Chengfeng waved his hand and went to his room alone.
After taking a comfortable hot shower, Ye Chengfeng changed into dry clothes and then sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.
The spiritual energy on Earth was extremely thin these days, and Ye Chengfeng cultivated for four or five hours before feeling even a slight increase in his dantian's spiritual power.
Dissatisfied, he simply took out a bronze alchemy furnace, the Yang Yuan Grass given to him by Elder Yun, and dozens of other precious medicinal herbs from his storage ring, intending to refine the Yang Yuan Pill for cultivation.
In his nearly ten years of cultivation, Ye Chengfeng's accumulated resources, besides this storage ring with its less than ten cubic meters of space, consisted only of that bronze alchemy furnace, whose age was unknown.
As for other spiritual herbs and medicines, they had all been consumed in his cultivation, leaving only some scattered, low-grade refining materials.
"I'm truly penniless! If I were in the cultivation continent of my senior, I would have already ridden a flying sword and soared freely." Ye Chengfeng suddenly yearned for the cultivation continent. His cultivation inheritance came from a senior who unexpectedly descended to Earth; that senior was from the cultivation continent. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account (漫玉小说) and reply with the number 253 to continue reading the exciting story!) Through the vast memories of that senior before his death, Ye Chengfeng, though an Earthling, felt as if he had been to the cultivation continent, possessing a profound understanding of its environment. Compared to the sparse spiritual energy on Earth, the cultivation continent was far superior.
Furthermore, cultivation resources were incredibly abundant; even low-grade spiritual herbs like Yang Yuan Grass could be found in several plants in any remote mountain.
"Forget it, I'd better just focus on alchemy and cultivation. I shouldn't think about those other things,"
Ye Chengfeng sighed, a flickering crimson flame suddenly appearing in his palm.

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