Beauty Chairwoman's Bodyguard Expert

Chapter 2197 - 2170: Meeting

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Since Lu Tianxing helped the Rose Society become the ruler of Modu’s Underworld, and with Rose becoming the Great Hall Master of Yama Palace, Modu was transformed into an impenetrable fortress in a short period. Almost any activity in Modu cannot escape the watchful eyes of the Rose Society.

Just as Mandala and Jiang Liufeng walked out of the airport hall, intending to take a taxi to the Zero Point Bar, they immediately heard a series of exclamations.

Upon hearing the exclamations from those around them, Jiang Liufeng and Mandala instinctively turned their heads, followed the gazes of the people, and looked ahead.

They immediately saw a few black bulletproof Mercedes cars slowly driving towards them, and among them, at the center, a stretched version of a Rolls-Royce Phantom was slowly approaching from not far away.

For Modu, this scene might not be awe-inspiring, but when you see the license plates on the Rolls-Royce Phantom and Mercedes cars, you’d have to be surprised. Each license plate is sequentially numbered, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom even bears a series of eight on its plate, which is indeed surprising.

This is not a fourth or fifth-tier city where such a license plate can be obtained just because you have money; this is Modu, an international metropolis. Getting such sequential license plates requires more than just money; it requires unimaginable authority, let alone the fact that all the preceding cars also have sequential license plates, suggesting that the identity and status of the car owner are extraordinarily high.

Under the gaze of everyone, these cars slowly drove over, finally stopping beside Mandala and Jiang Liufeng.

Before Mandala and Jiang Liufeng could say anything, the door of the foremost Mercedes suddenly opened, and a man with some freckles, wearing a black suit, alighted from the car and walked briskly towards Mandala and Jiang Liufeng, respectfully saluting them.

"Greetings, Miss Manman, and Mr. Jiang."

"Who are you?"

After hearing the man’s words, Jiang Liufeng immediately frowned slightly, as he seemed not to recognize this young man.

"Grandfather, he is Sister Mei Gui’s assistant, Xiao Liu."

Before the man could speak, Mandala had already introduced him, looking at Xiao Liu and asking, "Xiao Liu, how did you know we returned to Modu? I was planning to call Sister Mei Gui to surprise her! By the way, why are you the only one here? Where is Sister Mei Gui? Why didn’t she come?"

"Miss Manman, you’ve forgotten; Modu is our base. Knowing your and Mr. Jiang’s whereabouts is quite easy."

With a faint smile, Xiao Liu said, "President Rose was very pleased to hear about your and Mr. Jiang’s arrival in Modu, and she is preparing to personally cook you a sumptuous meal, which is why she didn’t come."

At this point, Xiao Liu couldn’t help but show a strange expression on his face. Having been with Rose since the early days, he was intimately familiar with her character. However, today, upon learning of Mr. Jiang’s arrival in Modu, Rose seemed to have transformed into a different person, losing her usual composure and replaced by unprecedented nervousness, akin to a bride meeting her in-laws, unable to remain calm, even venturing to cook personally.

The esteemed President of the Rose Society and the Great Hall Master of Yama Palace personally cooking—such news would surely astound countless people if it were to spread.

"So I see."

Mandala nodded thoughtfully and said, "Alright then! Please take us to Sister Mei Gui."

"Sure, Miss Manman, Mr. Jiang, please get in the car."

Saying this, Xiao Liu briskly walked to the Rolls-Royce Phantom and opened the car door.

Mandala and Jiang Liufeng exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, got in the car.

Once Mandala and Jiang Liufeng were inside, Xiao Liu closed the car door and returned to the front Mercedes.

Accompanied by a gentle engine roar, under the watchful eyes of many, the convoy slowly left the airport, leaving behind countless exclamations and speculation.

Regarding the Rose Society’s license plates, they were already registered, so there was no trouble with oblivious traffic police along the way; instead, police officers often cleared the path for the convoy to ensure its smooth passage.

Half an hour later, the eye-catching convoy finally arrived at the residential area where Rose lived.

Rose’s neighborhood is remarkably grand, consisting entirely of independent small villas with large gardens. Although it may not appear big, it conveys a homey feel, unlike the cold aura of large mansions.

The convoy smoothly proceeded and finally stopped at a villa door with the best geographical location, complete with a private lake.

The villa’s door was open at that moment, evidently intentionally opened knowing that Jiang Liufeng and Mandala were coming.

Once the convoy stopped at the door, Xiao Liu promptly got out of the car and respectfully opened the car door.

Jiang Liufeng and Mandala had just alighted from the car when Rose’s figure immediately emerged from the villa.

At that moment, Rose wasn’t garbed in her usual alluring and seductive style but was dressed in homely clothes, with that captivating charm subdued. She appeared no different from an ordinary woman, radiating a gentle aura all over, even wearing an apron, evidently hurriedly coming out from the kitchen upon hearing the car’s arrival.

"Grandfather, Manman, you’re here."

Upon seeing Jiang Liufeng, Rose quickly walked up to greet them.

Hearing Rose’s words, Jiang Liufeng displayed a slight smile: "Rose, were you cooking just now?"

"Yes, I worried you might not be accustomed to Modu’s cuisine, and recalling your preferences while in Qin Island, I especially learned to cook. Knowing you were coming today, I personally prepared two dishes for you to see if they suited your taste."

"It’s really thoughtful of you."

Jiang Liufeng smiled gently, fully aware that Rose’s cooking efforts were to please him; otherwise, there was no need for the Rose Society’s President to cook, especially given the ease with which the Rose Society could find a chef to match his tastes.