Top-class Bodyguard

The two were stunned, but Xia Wenxue quickly broke free, her face flushed.

"Get out quickly."

Ren Feng was a bit helpless, what a shame.

Was the timing not right?

"Then Xue'xue, see you tomorrow."

Ren Feng chuckled, then walked out of the room.

Seeing Ren Feng leave, the worry emerged again in Xia Wenxue's beautiful eyes, and she sighed.

If I really drag you into this, wouldn't that be harming you?

But it seems like Ren Feng is being increasingly bold towards her; their relationship is clearly at the edge of friction.

What should I do about this?

Xia Wenxue was somewhat perplexed. For the first time in years, a man had barged into her heart, and she herself had an indescribable affection for Ren Feng. But the more it was like this, the more she couldn't let Ren Feng get involved.

That would be harming him.

Never mind, it's better to keep some distance.

Xia Wenxue sighed softly.

…

The next morning, the two were having breakfast.

"Xue'xue, drink more soy milk. It's good for your skin." Ren Feng helped Xia Wenxue move the soy milk closer to her.

"Mm." Xia Wenxue just replied softly, without much reaction on her face.

Ren Feng was somewhat puzzled; that's not right, Xia Wenxue wasn't like this last night. Could her thoughts have changed?

"Xue'xue, the steamed buns Mr. Yun bought are good."

"Xue'xue, this bread is made well too."

Seeing Ren Feng's attentiveness, Mr. Yun at the dining table couldn't stand it anymore and coughed twice hastily.

"Mr. Yun, is your throat uncomfortable?" Ren Feng asked curiously.

Mr. Yun's mouth twitched a bit, I was just trying to remind you to at least respect the feelings of an elder like me.

Xia Wenxue said nothing, she was still restraining herself, but at this moment, under the table, Ren Feng's hand suddenly touched her arm.

Like being startled, Xia Wenxue actually stood up: "I'm full, going to work now."

Such a big reaction?

Ren Feng looked thoughtfully at Xia Wenxue as she was leaving and then said, "Xue'xue, I've gotten the loan from Zhanglong Group back for you."

Xia Wenxue's body stiffened, and she came back. Ren Feng took out the bank card.

"Thank you."

Xia Wenxue said softly and then turned away once more. Soon, the sound of a BMW starting up could be heard outside.

Ren Feng felt a little helpless, while Mr. Yun, not in a hurry, was eating breakfast at the table. Ren Feng sat down gloomily, seeing Mr. Yun's leisurely manner, he pushed the soy milk over.

"Mr. Yun, drink more soy milk, it's soothing for the throat."

"Cough, cough." Mr. Yun was eating bread, and hearing this, he directly choked.

How could soy milk soothe the throat? No, my elderly throat is perfectly fine.

"Mr. Yun, don't choke. If it gets into the windpipe, it won't be good."

As if on cue, a trace of saliva really got into Mr. Yun's windpipe, causing him to cough continuously, bending over in the process.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

"Mr. Yun, are you alright? Eat slowly, it's okay, there's no one to snatch it from you."

Ren Feng comforted Mr. Yun by patting his back, and hearing this, Mr. Yun almost coughed out of anger again.

Are you treating me like a child? This old man is truly exasperated.

Finally calming down, Mr. Yun held Ren Feng's hand with teary eyes: "Ren Feng, you're so good to this old man, but you should quickly go protect the miss, I'm fine."

"Mr. Yun, are you really okay?" Ren Feng's eyes were full of doubt, "You were coughing so much, maybe go to the hospital, otherwise it might happen again."

"I'm… cough, cough." Mr. Yun just wanted to speak, but unexpectedly he triggered his windpipe again, coughing intensely.

"Mr. Yun, I should still take you to the hospital."

Mr. Yun was once again moved to tears internally, you really speak to the point, haven't you let this old man have a quiet breakfast?

Just go bother—no, protect the miss!