Female Star's Personal Bodyguard

"I don't know, and I don't want to know," Zhang Xinlan said coldly.

Seeing Zhang Xinlan's cold demeanor, Liu Shihua knew that this great god was still feeling jealous. She really couldn't understand why someone would care so much about that Ye Chen yet insist on pretending to be indifferent. Wasn't it exhausting?

"Ms. Liu, that big brother is not Ye Chen. Look how handsome he is!" the silly and adorable Wu Sasha defended Ye Chen.

Wu Sasha was a cute girl who had become more familiar with Liu Shihua and Zhang Xinlan after spending time together.

"You little girl, how old are you to be understanding all this?" Liu Shihua chided Wu Sasha. "He is just Ye Chen!"

Wu Sasha felt wronged. She had already grown up, okay?

In this day and age, teenage girls were already starting to develop.

Yu Sasha was tall and slender, nearing a height of 160 centimeters, a charming and lovely young girl.

However, she belonged to the clumsy and cute type, so no matter what, Wu Sasha always seemed like a child.

"Ms. Liu, that big brother really is not Ye Chen. He's a very important person, even my dad wouldn't dare to offend him, he must be a super VIP!" Wu Sasha stated emphatically, pointing at her father Wu Tianhai who was socializing in the distance.

Her dad was a high-ranking official; a man he wouldn't dare to offend must naturally be someone even more formidable—that was Wu Sasha's simple logic.

Liu Shihua: "..."

Zhang Xinlan was taken aback by these words; Ye Chen was indeed very mysterious, no longer the small young man he used to be.

Zhang Xinlan thought of the antique mobile phone that Ye Chen had given her. The phone contained a number without a saved name.

If she called that number, would she learn some of Ye Chen's secrets?

Zhang Xinlan's interest in Ye Chen was growing. The mystery surrounding him piqued her intense curiosity.

"Zhang Xinlan, look who Zhang Hanyu is cozying up to!" Liu Shihua whispered in Zhang Xinlan's ear.

"Who?" Zhang Xinlan blinked, her eyes following the direction of Liu Shihua's gaze.

"Mr. He, hello." Zhang Hanyu stared affectionately at He Xiangdong. "I'm Zhang Hanyu. May I have a drink with you?"

Zhang Hanyu's strategy to rise to the top involved getting close to wealthy men. She used this tactic to perfection, and any prey she set her sights on would definitely not escape.

"Hello, I am He Xiangdong." His eyes lit up upon seeing the beauty before him.

"Mr. He, when you look at me like that, it makes me feel so scared!" Zhang Hanyu smiled flirtatiously, the fish almost on the hook.

She had actually come to He Xiangdong with a plan in mind.

Liu Shihua's popularity was overwhelming her, and now she needed to find a powerful man to leverage his influence!

"I was a bit too excited and acted rudely. Miss Zhang is the hottest actress in the entertainment industry!" He Xiangdong obviously knew of the beautiful Zhang Hanyu. "Strictly speaking, I'm a fan of yours!"

"Hehe, Mr. He, you must be joking," Zhang Hanyu laughed, her beauty blossoming.

With just a few exchanges, they both knew what the other was hinting at—the man smitten, the woman interested.

"Miss Zhang, did you trip on something? Did you not get hurt anywhere?"

He Xiangdong suddenly embraced Zhang Hanyu, the wine glass in his left hand shaking, and the red wine spilled out, staining Zhang Hanyu's exquisite evening gown.

"Mr. He, could you accompany me to my room to change?" Zhang Hanyu bit her lip.

"Change clothes?" He Xiangdong's heart stirred, he understood Zhang Hanyu's insinuation, but hesitation flashed across his face.

He Xiangdong's body had long been hollowed out by alcohol and sex; in real combat, he was nothing but a quick finisher.

"..."

"Great god, save me!" With Zhang Hanyu in tow, He Xiangdong approached Ye Chen.

Zhang Hanyu heard He Xiangdong's whisper and wanted to turn her head to see what was going on, to see who this great god was who could make He Xiangdong call him so.

But before she could turn her head, He Xiangdong pressed her against him, preventing her from catching a glimpse of the great god's true face.

"How can I help?" Ye Chen had long been observing the awkward pair of He Xiangdong and Zhang Hanyu.

"I want to be strong, you know what I mean!" He Xiangdong gave Ye Chen a meaningful look, a look any man would understand.

He Xiangdong's intuition told him that Ye Chen was a remarkable man.

This remarkable man had cured some bizarre illnesses, such as facial paralysis from eating seafood, congenital constipation, and crying when facing the wind. Surely, he could also cure He Xiangdong's unspeakable pain!

Ye Chen looked at He Xiangdong and smiled silently, then glanced at Zhang Hanyu, who was being pressed against him. This female celebrity really had no shame at all, truly a woman for all men. It was a pity, really; the King Ye Chen once had fantasies about her.

"Great god, hurry and save my life!" He Xiangdong urged hastily.

"Save you? There's a condition!" Ye Chen said, understanding He Xiangdong's meaning very well, and indeed, he had a way with such matters.

"Whatever conditions you have, just mention them. I'm willing to pay any price!" He Xiangdong declared fiercely.

"Alright," Ye Chen nodded. "But, I haven't yet thought of what to ask for, so we can discuss it later!"

Ye Chen never treated people's ailments for free. If it were something minor, that was one thing, but if it required him to actually treat and save someone, there had to be a corresponding price to pay.

"Since we'll discuss it later, then please proceed with your method quickly!" He Xiangdong pleaded.

Ye Chen nodded. He took a step forward, closing in on He Xiangdong, and poked his waist with a finger.

This poke seemed simple, but it contained a trick. Ye Chen infused it with powerful True Qi, stimulating and opening He Xiangdong's vital acupuncture point, enabling him to momentarily become brave and invincible.

Without medical knowledge and profound True Qi, it was impossible to perform this Qi-enhancing finger technique!

This method had the greatest effect the first time it was used and would wane with subsequent uses, but it could still slightly ameliorate He Xiangdong's weakened condition!

"Phew!"

He Xiangdong gasped as he was suddenly struck, then he felt as if his waist had been jabbed with an iron rod—a painful, cool, and exhilarating sensation!

"Go ahead!" Ye Chen cheered He Xiangdong on with a wave of his hand!