The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

"You child, something like this happened, and you still have the mind to busy yourself with work." Jiang Yue’e said displeasedly, "Come, both of you come home with me."

"Mom, really, it’s not necessary. I’m perfectly fine." Nanrong Wanqing said. Although the experience just now was thrilling, she wasn’t afraid, because she had gone through such scenes before. For this reason, when the gun was pointed at her, she could remain calm.

Yang He, who was beside them, helped to persuade, "Mrs. Jiang, don’t force Wanqing. Since she doesn’t want to go home, let me take you back." After speaking, he turned to Nanrong Wanqing and said, "You should return to the company first. I’ll take good care of Mrs. Jiang."

Nanrong Wanqing nodded and said, "Thank you."

Watching her daughter’s departing figure, Jiang Yue’e sighed, with a trace of helplessness in her eyes. Her daughter was good in every way, just too strong-headed, even more so than she was back then, always doing things her own way.

"Yang He, let’s go back."

Getting into the car, Yang He drove his Porsche straight to Jiang Yue’e’s residence. Halfway there, Yang He suddenly asked, "Mrs. Jiang, who is Ling Chen? Do you know him?"

"Ling Chen?" Jiang Yue’e frowned slightly and asked back, "How do you know about him? Did Wanqing tell you?"

Yang He shook his head and said, "It wasn’t her; I overheard it myself." He then recounted the encounter with Zhong Wei and Liang Zhao Hui.

"So the bodyguards around Wanqing were all arranged by him." Jiang Yue’e muttered to herself.

"Mrs. Jiang, is that Ling Chen Wanqing’s boyfriend? Why have I never heard you mention him?"

"You don’t need to overthink. That Ling Chen is at most Wanqing’s ex-boyfriend; they’ve had no contact for a long time. In short, I don’t quite like that Ling Chen. He can’t compare to you. In my heart, you’re the best choice for Wanqing, so you don’t need to worry. I will support you from behind."

"Mrs. Jiang, I admit I like Wanqing a lot, but matters of the heart shouldn’t be forced. I..." Before Yang He could finish his sentence, Jiang Yue’e had already interjected, "If you think that way, you’re mistaken. Often, love doesn’t necessarily require mutual affection from both parties. If you truly like someone and believe you can bring her happiness, then you should pursue her. Hundreds of years ago, in Huaxia, marriage customs emphasized parental decisions and matchmaker arrangements, leaving women no choice. Many women didn’t even see what their husbands looked like until the wedding night. Yet even so, they lived a loving life together until old age. Why? The reason is simple: feelings develop over time. No matter who you’re with, as long as you sincerely treat her with all your heart, even if she has a heart of stone, she will eventually be moved. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yang He smiled and replied, "Mrs. Jiang, I understand everything you’ve said."

"In matters of pursuing love, using a few small tricks is acceptable. Don’t feel like it’s a crime. Even if you do something you can’t take back, you have me to support you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Jiang."

"No need to thank me. I sincerely hope we can become a family." Pausing, Jiang Yue’e continued, "Your performance just now was pretty good. I believe you have already left a deep impression on Wanqing, which is a good start."

Yang He nodded and said, "I will do my best."

...

At this moment, in the Dragon Tiger Hall of East Sea City, Ling Chen put down his phone and slowly let out a breath. The call was from Zhong Wei; since something had happened to Nanrong Wanqing abroad, he definitely had to report it to Ling Chen. Luckily, nothing serious happened.

"Ling Chen." At this time, Kaelina walked in from outside.

"What brings you here?" Ling Chen asked. Kaelina had been assisting Hu Fei at the base; for her to personally come to Dragon Tiger Hall meant something had happened.

Kaelina took out a document from her backpack and handed it to him, saying, "Take a look first."

Having read the contents of the document, Ling Chen’s furrowed brows relaxed, and he asked with a smile, "Are all these details confirmed?"

Kaelina nodded and said, "Hu Fei double-checked everything several times; there’s no issue."

"Alright, I got it. Have the fatty continue the surveillance, and inform me immediately if there’s any new intelligence."

"You’re not planning to take action?"

Ling Chen smiled and said, "No hurry, making a move now would only alert the enemy. What I want is to catch them all in one fell swoop."

...

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

At the City People’s Hospital in East Sea City, Ling Chen carried a large bag of fruit and headed straight to the third floor of the inpatient department. At this moment, Yuan Yun lay on the hospital bed, while Xia Yue was holding a bowl of congee, feeding him lunch.

"Third Brother, Fifth Sister." Ling Chen greeted them, asking with a look of concern, "Third Brother, how is your recovery?"

"The doctor has already checked; there’s no major issue, just need to rest quietly for a while. You’re so busy now, if you don’t have time, you don’t need to visit me."

"Third Brother, don’t say such distant things in the future. We’re all brothers; it’s only natural for me to visit you." Saying this, Ling Chen picked up a freshly bought apple and started peeling it with a fruit knife, "These are freshly picked fruits, eat more to supplement your nutrition."

Yuan Yun looked at his empty sleeves, smiled bitterly, and said, "Ling Cheng, your third brother has become a cripple now; I’m afraid I can’t help you anymore."

"Third Brother, you’re not allowed to speak like that about yourself." Xia Yue glared at him disapprovingly.

"Isn’t it true, though?" Yuan Yun looked up, staring at the ceiling above, with a tinge of bitterness in his eyes.

Ling Chen spoke, "Third Brother, don’t be discouraged. Today I specially prepared a gift for you."

"A gift?" Yuan Yun asked curiously, "What gift?"

Ling Chen smiled mysteriously, then took out a worn-out book from his body and placed it in front of Yuan Yun. "This is..." Yuan Yun reached out his left hand, gently stroking the damaged cover, instantly captivated by the large characters on the book.

"Pure Yang Saber Technique." Yuan Yun murmured, looking at Ling Chen with confusion and asking, "Why are you giving this to me? My right hand is crippled now; even if you place the Supreme Saber Technique in front of me, it’s useless."

Ling Chen smiled and said, "Third Brother, this isn’t just any saber technique; take a closer look, I believe you’ll find it interesting."

Hearing this, Yuan Yun picked up the Pure Yang Saber Technique and began to read it word by word. After reading the first few Chapters, a hint of excitement gradually appeared in Yuan Yun’s eyes.

"This... this is..."