Thirty-four, I'll follow you

  Thirty-four, I'll follow you

  After Chu Xiao Ke left, Yan Jing began to prepare his "jailbreak" action. Of course, before leaving, Yan Jing must find back his own scarf.

  "What? Thrown away?!" Yan Jing asked the aunt who was doing the cleaning work in this house, but what she got was the news that all her clothes were thrown away as trash.

  "Threw it away last night." The cleaning aunt looked at Yan Jing, "Don't mention it, I've been working here for so long, and the young master has never brought anyone back before. Unexpectedly, he actually brought back a boy who's even more beautiful than his daughter. Hmm, this skin is really tender... come, let Auntie touch..."

  Unconsciously, Yan Jing ate a lot of tofu with Clean Auntie.

  Yan Jing held onto his last shred of hope and asked, "Auntie, do you know where those clothes were thrown?"

  After finishing "tofu", the cleaning aunt said with a smile, "It was taken away by the garbage truck this morning."

  Yan Jing's eyes widened in shock. "Heavens, are you kidding me? This is the outskirts of the city! How can there be a garbage truck here?"

  The cleaning aunt enthusiastically explained to Yan Jing, "Young master, you don't know this, do you? This is our own garbage truck. If we lived here all year round, how could the surroundings still be so clean?"

  That light gray scarf can't be found again, right?

  Yan Jing's tears flowed down without warning, Yan Se, oh Yan Se, it's all because of your brother's uselessness that the things you left in this world were lost.

  Yan Jing, who was stimulated, didn't care if there were bodyguards blocking the door outside, and wearing only a nightgown, rushed out of the door.

  "Little master, please go back." Yan Jing walked outside and was indeed stopped.

  "Get out of my way! I'm going out!" Yan Jing tried to push away the bodyguards blocking his path, but unfortunately couldn't budge them. "Fine! You won't let me, is that it?"

  Yan Jing rubbed his cheeks with his hands, made preparations, and then bit down on the bodyguard's arm. Even so, the bitten bodyguard endured the intense pain and remained motionless.

  Whoa! Is this the legendary "Pig Strong"? Yan Jing knew that even through thick clothing, he would definitely bite this person's arm bloody. He just didn't expect that this bodyguard was still so persistent.

  After venting, Yan Jing felt much better and said to the bodyguard who had just been bitten, "Recite your phone number." For a capable bodyguard like him, Yan Jing certainly wanted to remember his contact information, who knows when it might come in handy in the future.

  Unexpectedly, the bodyguard bowed and said to Yan Jing, "Young master, I'm sorry. We only listen to Young Master's orders."

  "Hey, I'm the one in charge!" Yan Jing despised these people in his heart. What's with only listening to "Young Master"'s orders? Whoever pays is the boss! Yan Jing deeply regretted not being tougher earlier.

  A group of bodyguards bowed simultaneously and said, "Please return, young master!"

  "Hey! What are you bowing for? I'm not dead yet!" Yan Jing saw that although these people were bending their waists, their waists seemed very stiff, apparently hiding a gun or a short knife inside.

  Yan Jing turned around and walked back, telling himself in his heart: Forget it, just stay here, no need to risk your life for the sake of freedom.

  Just as Yan Jing was about to enter the door, he suddenly heard some familiar voices.

  Before several bodyguards could react, Yan Jing dodged those bodyguards and ran outside.

  "Hey, young master, stop!" The lead bodyguard shouted, "Hurry up and chase! Remember, don't hurt the young master!"

  Yan Jing was wearing slippers, but he ran very fast. No way, it's been practiced since childhood. However, the bodyguards chasing Yan Jing were also trained since childhood, so in just over ten seconds, the distance between Yan Jing and the bodyguards was only fifty meters left.

  Yan Jing turned over a three-meter high earth slope and saw the familiar car speeding on the other side of the slope.

  "Chu Xueran, I'm over here!" Yan Jing waved his hands and ran towards Chu Xueran.

  Yan Jing had just shown his head on the small slope, Chu Xueyan knew it was Yan Jing by intuition, so he quickly drove the car to Yan Jing's side, opened the door and let Yan Jing in.

  "Damn it!" Yan Jing turned around to find that the bodyguards had also climbed over the slope, "Hurry up and drive! They're armed, this isn't a joke!"

  "Fasten your seatbelt, hold on tight." Chu Xueran took a sharp turn, shifted gears quickly and stepped on the gas pedal, leaving those people far behind.

  "Ah!" Yan Jing let out a sigh of relief, rolled down the car window and shouted loudly outside, "Chu Xiao Ke, I'm not going to play along with you anymore!"

  "Is that Chu Xiao Ke!" Chu Xue Yan slammed her fist on the steering wheel in anger, "Did he abuse you?"

  "Hmph, don't worry, someone as thick-skinned as me won't be ruined even if I'm tortured a few more times." Yan Jing sneered with a raised corner of his mouth, "I think you want to ask if he's slept with me or not."

  Chu Xueran was infuriated by Yan Jing's attitude of always being nonchalant, "Exactly! I just want to know what else!"

  Yan Jing pretended to be afraid and shrank into a corner of the carriage, "Sir, why are you being so fierce? I guarantee that this week, you're my first man."

  Chu Xueyan's face was cold and she didn't speak. Listening to Yan Jing talk, if you take it seriously, sooner or later you'll be angry to death. Chu Xueyan doesn't want to become a short-lived ghost.

  "Yah!" Yan Jing laughed with unparalleled slyness, "Old man suddenly remembered, today seems to be just Monday."

  "Shut your mouth." Listening to Yan Jing's energetic and youthful voice, Chu Xueran's suspended heart finally fell back into her stomach. "There are clothes you left behind on the back seat of the car, put them on first, so you won't catch a cold."

  "No need, I'm still sweating all over from running just now." As if to match Yan Jing's words, a bead of sweat rolled down Yan Jing's cheek and neck, seeping into his pajamas.

  Chu Xueran unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. In the quiet car, Chu Xueran's swallowing sound was particularly prominent.

  "Hey, uncle, what unhealthy thoughts are you having?" Yan Jing leaned in close to Chu Xueran, "Are you thinking that even the beauty emerging from her bath isn't as good-looking as me, huh?"

  "No, I was just thinking of a sweaty man's stinky picture." Chu Xueran was tickled by Yan Jing's breathing and could only change the subject, "Where do you want me to take you?"

  Yan Jing put on a flattering expression, "Uncle, can I still follow you home?"

  Chu Xueran's mouth corners twitched upwards uncontrollably, "Aren't you supposed to be with Lu Fang?"

  "That bastard actually got intimate with Lan Jiyuan in front of me, I don't want to go back." Yan Jing suddenly changed the subject and asked Chu Xueran, "Where do your family's garbage trucks usually dump their trash?"

  "Hmph..." Chu Xueyan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What? Are you so poor that you have to resort to picking up trash for a living?"

  "Cut the nonsense! Take me there quickly, or it'll be too late!"

  "Roger."