Top-class Bodyguard

"You little rascal, you really are getting more lustful, always thinking about these things, just trying to take advantage of your sister." Liou Rumei didn't mind and instead started teasing Ren Feng.

"Little brother, I'll give you a chance to flirt, ditch your boss, come be with me, and then your sister will let you tease her every day."

Ren Feng chuckled and said, "Rumei, that's alright, things are good as they are now."

"Ah, you little rascal, it seems like you want both sides, such ambition, but your sister won't be that easy to fool. If you want to get your sister into your bed, you'll have to put in some effort."

Liou Rumei laughed and then hung up the phone.

Ren Feng shrugged his shoulders and drove toward the villa.

...

By the time he returned to the villa, it was almost evening.

After parking the car, he checked the messages from Ye Ruobing and others, which essentially said Xia Wenxue had already started her journey home and hadn't encountered any danger.

Putting away his phone, Ren Feng entered the house and was immediately taken aback, as there was actually another man in the living room.

"Mr. Yun, hello, I've come to see Wenxue."

Song Ziwen said warmly with a smile.

Mr. Yun's expression was quite calm, and he said serenely, "Miss hasn't returned yet, please wait for a moment."

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Yun."

Song Ziwen quietly sat on the sofa, holding a magazine to read.

Ren Feng squinted his eyes slightly and then put on an expression, speaking loudly, "Mr. Yun, I'm back."

Both Mr. Yun and Song Ziwen looked over, and Ren Feng laughed heartily, "Mr. Yun, Xue'xue might be busy today and will be home late. No need to prepare dinner yet. Hey, we've got a guest here?"

Song Ziwen's heart sank, but he maintained a smile and stood up, "I didn't expect Brother Ren Feng to be here too."

"What do you mean I'm here? This is my home." Ren Feng said with a look of mock surprise.

Song Ziwen's face twitched.

Mr. Yun had a subtle smile on his lips, these two seemed to have some tension.

"Hey Mr. Song, you should've informed me before coming over."

Ren Feng frowned and said, "Didn't prepare anything to properly entertain you, quite a fault of mine."

Ren Feng walked over with a smile, "Of course, since you're here, I must show some hospitality."

"Come, come, don't just stand there, have a seat. You're already frail, if you stand too long, wouldn't you get osteoporosis?"

Ren Feng's face was full of smiles, but his words made Song Ziwen's face twitch again.

To be honest, he hadn't met someone so shameless.

However, he couldn't fall out now, Mr. Yun was still around. While Ren Feng could disregard manners, he had to be careful.

Song Ziwen smiled slightly, "Yes, well, I'm not here to see you this time, I'm here for Wenxue."

"Wenxue, oh, Wenxue is quite occupied at the moment, don't worry. If there's anything, you can talk to me. Xue'xue's matters are mine too, talking to me is the same." Ren Feng said with a full smile.

Song Ziwen snorted inwardly, but his face remained unchanged.

"Brother Ren Feng, what are you saying, this matter isn't something I could trouble you with. I'll just talk to Wenxue personally."

"Hey, Mr. Song, that sounds a bit distant, doesn't it? Xue'xue and I are like family, talking to me is the same, aren't you saying this because you look down on me?"

Family, my foot!

Song Ziwen had already investigated Ren Feng's identity, just a bodyguard, playing big shot all day long, he despised Ren Feng.

If not for this obstacle, with his skills in courting women, wouldn't Xia Wenxue be in his hands by now?

"Brother Ren Feng, I'm really sorry, I can only tell Wenxue myself." Song Ziwen said with a smile.

"Oh, I see, so Mr. Song has a secret ailment," Ren Feng emphasized the words "secret ailment" but then laughed and said, "No worries, I can ask Xue'xue later, it's the same thing. Anyway, I feel bad not entertaining you, Mr. Yun!"

Mr. Yun looked over.

"Mr. Yun, do we have any Da Hong Pao or something?"

"Yes, we have some top-grade Maojian here." Mr. Yun felt a pang in his heart, he was a tea drinker.

"Oh, then forget it, perhaps it's been stored for so long it's gotten moldy, anything else?" Ren Feng asked with a straight face.

Song Ziwen's face stiffened, moldy?

Isn't that excuse too lame?

Mr. Yun then spoke, "There's some fine Junshan Silver Needle."

"Last time I checked, the Junshan Silver Needle was all gone, Mr. Yun, let's choose something else, don't be so stingy. Mr. Song is very generous, next time he visits, he'll definitely bring over ten or so pounds. Mr. Song, wouldn't you agree?"

Ren Feng smiled blithely at Song Ziwen.

Inwardly, Song Ziwen cursed Ren Feng to no end, but outwardly he smiled and said, "Yes."

Mr. Yun was speechless; he had long been aware of Ren Feng's shameless nature, but he didn't expect he'd even dig his own traps. When was I ever stingy, didn't I say we had it?

"There's some West Lake Longjing."

"Oh, that, I remember it being gone too, didn't I finish it last time? Mr. Yun, let's find another one." Ren Feng said, feigning surprise.

Mr. Yun's face twitched, and he said expressionlessly, "Gone."

"Gone? That's really unfortunate, Mr. Song, my apologies, I intended to serve you some tea." Ren Feng said with a look of regret.

"Oh, it's fine, I don't drink tea much anyway." Song Ziwen smiled.

"Not a tea drinker, that's okay, let's have some alcohol then, let me see if we have any left."

Ren Feng stood up and went to fetch some alcohol.

"Mr. Song, do you drink whiskey?"

"A bit."

Seeing Ren Feng had picked up a bottle of whiskey, only to put it back again after hearing his response.

"Sorry, Mr. Song, it seems the whiskey is gone."

Gone, my foot!

Is he targeting me that much?

Song Ziwen felt a swell of dejection inside, this rascal, next time you're in my hands, I'll make you pay!

"It's okay, I'll just skip the drink then." Song Ziwen smiled.

"Hey, how could that be, if word gets out they'll say I didn't treat you well." Ren Feng frowned immediately, "I don't mind being thick-skinned, but Xue'xue can't have that. Although we have no tea or alcohol, we do have water. Mr. Song, you don't mind drinking water, do you?"

Song Ziwen's expression was already twitching, water?

Mr. Yun felt as though his worldview was being completely refreshed, gaining a new understanding of Ren Feng's shamelessness.

"No, I don't mind." Song Ziwen forced a smile, "A cup of hot water will do."