"You don't have to follow me anymore, you're so annoying. I'm going inside!"
A young girl's voice caught Ming Zhitian's attention. He turned sideways and saw a young lady in white, with a persistent follower trailing behind her.
The young lady went straight in, and the attendants respectfully let her pass without any obstruction, greeting her with smiles: "Miss."
The follower in the brown suit closely followed, grinning obsequiously, "Xi Xi, wait for me."
The young lady turned back, her face a mixture of shame and anger: "Tian Jinwang, are you disgusting? If you call me that again, I'll have Uncle Feng pull out your teeth. Get lost!"
Tian Jinwang shoved Ming Zhitian aside: "Get out of the way, bumpkin, you're blocking my view of Xi Xi."
Ming Zhitian stuck out his foot. Tian Jinwang, not paying attention, tripped and fell face first.
The young lady couldn't help but chuckle. Tian Jinwang quickly got up, touching his swollen nose that was bleeding, and roared, "Who the hell are you?! Dare to play tricks on me? Are you looking to die!"
Ming Zhitian patted his clothes where Tian Jinwang had bumped into him, looking disgusted.
Tian Jinwang was even more enraged! "Are you even listening to me?!"
He swung a slap. The young lady quickly covered her face, only to hear a "crack!"
"Ah~! Wooah!..."
"Strange? Slapping a face doesn't sound like this..." The young lady lowered her hand and stared, stunned.
The scene she had imagined didn't happen. Instead, Tian Jinwang's wrist was twisted.
"It hurts, it hurts!… Let go, let go! Why aren't you letting go, you bastard!!" Tian Jinwang roared.
Ming Zhitian sneered, "It seems you haven't figured out the situation yet."
Besides his father, no one dared to speak to him like this. Tian Jinwang became furious again: "Do you even know who I am?!"
Ming Zhitian shook his head, "No, and I don't want to know." He then kicked Tian Jinwang in the stomach, making him gasp in pain.
"Hiss!~..."
Xiao Hong clapped her hands from the side: "Big brother is amazing!"
Now Tian Jinwang understood the situation. If this continued, he would be beaten to death. He cursed Ming Zhitian inwardly, but outwardly, he dared not speak his mind.
He would call his bodyguards and make Ming Zhitian kneel before him, dismembered.
Tian Jinwang began to beg: "Please, let me go, please, take me to the hospital, please, I feel like I'm dying."
Seeing him break out in a cold sweat, his lips pale and face ashen from pain, Ming Zhitian, thinking of Fan Miaomiao, didn't want to cause more trouble and let him go.
Tian Jinwang collapsed to the ground, endured the pain, and quickly got up, clutching his broken arm as he ran. He didn't forget to glare fiercely at Ming Zhitian before leaving:
"You just wait for me! I'll find someone to kill you!"
Ming Zhitian hated being threatened the most. Just as killing intent flashed in his eyes, the young lady in white happily hooked his arm.
Because he had driven away the person she detested the most, her innocent and lovely eyes looked at him: "My name is Qingkong Lanxi, what's yours?"
Ming Zhitian looked at her, and then remembered Fan Miaomiao. Ultimately, not wanting to bring trouble to her, he let Tian Jinwang go.
"Ming Zhitian."
Qingkong Lanxi murmured, "Ming… Zhi… Tian, I'll remember. You're quite good. You can be my bodyguard from now on."
Ming Zhitian removed her hand, refusing, "I'm not used to being a bodyguard for others."
Qingkong Lanxi froze for a moment. Never had a man refused her request. In her circle, all men were eager to do things for her, even groveling and licking her shoes if necessary, all for her favor.
Ming Zhitian was different. At least... among that crowd of rich young masters, he was an exception. He had successfully piqued the curiosity of this young lady, Qingkong Lanxi.