The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

"Who... who are you?" the red-haired young man pointed at Ling Chen and asked through gritted teeth.

"It's better if you don't know, anyway, I'm someone you can't afford to mess with." Ling Chen replied indifferently, then shifted his gaze away, ignoring the red-haired guy and his hooligans.

"Fine, remember this, anyone who crosses me, Red Hair, won't have a good end." The red-haired young man spat out a threat, then immediately scurried away with his subordinates.

Red Hair?

Ling Chen chuckled to himself, never expecting that guy to be nicknamed Red Hair—it's quite fitting.

"Excuse me, sir." While he was lost in thought, a gentle voice came from the side. Just by hearing the voice, Ling Chen knew who it was without even looking.

Zhu Xiaozhu!

Seeing no response from Ling Chen, Zhu Xiaozhu smiled gently and said, "Sir, thank you for stepping in to help just now."

"Exactly. If it weren't for this gentleman's skills, Doctor Zhu might have been in big trouble. Hmph! Those thugs are despicable, it's best if they all get locked up." A doctor beside her said angrily.

"Sir?" Zhu Xiaozhu looked at Ling Chen's back. Seeing that he hadn't turned around, she couldn't help but feel curious. A beautiful woman like her taking the initiative to thank him, yet he showed no reaction—could it be that he doesn't like beautiful women?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Xiaozhu spoke again, "Sir, thank you for helping me earlier."

"No need to be polite. We are friends, helping each other is what we should do." With that, Ling Chen turned around, raised his head to meet Zhu Xiaozhu's beautiful eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the familiar face suddenly appear before her, Zhu Xiaozhu was momentarily stunned, not regaining her senses for quite a while.

"You... Ling Chen, what... what are you doing here?"

Zhu Xiaozhu asked in surprise when she came to her senses.

"I happened to be passing by, so I came to see you." Ling Chen smiled slightly, "It's been some time since we last met, hasn't it? Ever since you returned to Beijing, you haven't visited East Sea City."

"I..."

Zhu Xiaozhu opened her mouth but didn't know what to say. Moreover, facing Ling Chen's gaze, Zhu Xiaozhu felt panicked inside, her eyes flickering uncertainly, daring not to meet Ling Chen's eyes directly.

"What? Can't even bear to look at me now?"

"No, I..." Zhu Xiaozhu was about to explain, but at that moment, Ling Chen's pupils contracted slightly, and he grabbed Zhu Xiaozhu's hand, leading her to the side of the road.

"Ling Chen, where are you taking me?" Zhu Xiaozhu asked in confusion.

Ling Chen didn't answer. Instead, he quickened his pace and escorted Zhu Xiaozhu to a nearby milk tea shop.

Just as the two entered, several police officers arrived at the free clinic site. While chatting with Zhu Xiaozhu earlier, Ling Chen noticed their presence, so he took Zhu Xiaozhu away to avoid encountering them.

Sitting in the milk tea shop, Ling Chen ordered two drinks and then removed the baseball cap from his head.

"Ling Chen, what are you doing in Beijing this time?"

Hearing Zhu Xiaozhu's inquiry, Ling Chen smiled and replied, "Nothing much, just handling some personal matters." After a pause, Ling Chen changed the topic, "Xiaozhu, I think you should know why I'm looking for you."

Zhu Xiaozhu nodded gently, a somewhat helpless smile on her face, "I knew it long ago, no matter how I hide from you, you'd find me eventually. Ling Chen, actually, you don't need to say it, I already know what you want to ask."

"Since that's the case, you must have a lot to say to me."

"Last time in East Sea City, my elder brother found me and told me many things. Ling Chen, I know about the enmity between you and my brother; I'm not counting on you two to give up hatred, because I know very well that it's a difficult decision for anyone. However, from my standpoint, one is my biological brother, the other is my friend—no matter who gets hurt, I won't feel good. So, after thinking for a long time, rather than being painfully caught in the middle between you two, it's better to step away and let whatever happens be your concern, not mine. The only thing I can do is shed a few tears at your funerals."

"Xiaozhu..."

"Don't ask anymore, if you want to know about my brother, I'm sorry, I know nothing. After we met last time, I haven't seen him again, nor has he contacted me. I have no idea where he is or what he's doing now." Saying this, Zhu Xiaozhu looked up at Ling Chen, with a face full of pleading, "Ling Chen, please, stop looking for me. I don't want to experience that kind of pain again."

Hearing this, Ling Chen said full of apology, "I'm sorry, it's my fault for not considering your feelings. Alright, if you don't want to see me again, I won't bother you."

With that, Ling Chen stood up from his seat and walked towards the milk tea shop's exit.

Watching Ling Chen leave, Zhu Xiaozhu bit her thin lips lightly, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tears. Back then, she regarded Ling Chen as the most important man in her life. Besides Ling Chen, only her father and her brother could occupy such an important position in her heart.

But now, the two most important men in her life are at odds with each other—how could she not be heartbroken?

So, rather than being saddened and shedding tears for them, it's better to not see or hear anything.

After leaving the milk tea shop, Ling Chen looked around, then walked along the sidewalk. He hadn't walked much before he suddenly saw a bus coming down the road, stopping at the roadside.

Ling Chen intended to walk past the bus, but when he noticed the words on the side of the bus, he immediately halted his steps.

Martial Arts Symposium?

Ling Chen's heart stirred. Some time ago, he saw the invitation for the Martial Arts Symposium at He Ziyun's place. He promised He Ziyun that if he had the time, he would definitely check it out. Unfortunately, with so many things happening, he almost forgot about it.

While pondering, the bus door opened, and more than twenty passengers got off one after another.

Ling Chen took notice that among these passengers, there were men and women, young and old. Although they appeared ordinary on the surface, Ling Chen's eyes were keener than an average person's, and he could tell that these people were not ordinary.

Moreover, he also detected the presence of several skilled individuals among them.

In fact, recognizing a skilled person is simple enough. Steps, aura, demeanor, eyes, plus a bit of intuition—with these elements, while not 100% accurate, you're pretty close.

Unexpectedly, this Martial Arts Symposium seems quite interesting. Ling Chen hesitated for a moment, then glanced in the direction where the group was heading.

About a hundred meters away from the bus, there was a cluster of villas, and a red banner was hung at the entrance with the gilded words "Martial Arts Symposium."

So the Martial Arts Symposium is being held here.

Ling Chen's lips curled into a slight smile; since he's already here, why not go and check it out? After all, it wouldn't take much time.