The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 675 - 577: Bar Trouble (First Update)

"Aren't you guys too incredible? Two young people, you must have done it four or five times last night, right?"

An elderly middle-aged aunt smiled suggestively.

"Looking at this guy, he's so sturdy, it must have been more than four or five times—at least seven times like a wolf!"

The middle-aged uncle beside her said with experience.

Yang Tian was speechless for a moment.

He looked at Wu Yue and noticed that she was looking pleased, her eyes full of amusement, just standing by and watching him play along.

This made Yang Tian very unhappy.

"Let's go!"

Yang Tian grabbed Wu Yue and headed outside.

"Where are we going?"

Wu Yue quickly said.

"Didn't you say I drained your energy? Let's go to a hotel and recharge you!"

Yang Tian said cheekily.

"You... You cheeky wolf..."

Wu Yue blushed bright red.

She just wanted to embarrass Yang Tian; who knew he'd play along like this?

"Ladies and gentlemen, my girlfriend needs a recharge, I'm leaving now."

Yang Tian intentionally shouted this, then pulled Wu Yue and walked ahead.

"Ying, catch up!"

Wu Yue was worried Yang Tian might really do something, so she called Ling Ying to follow.

Of course, Yang Tian didn't want to punish Wu Yue; he just felt weighed down by things, so he brought Wu Yue and the two girls to the nearby famous Night Rose Bar.

This bar is famous in the Capital City night scene.

"Yang Tian, why did you bring us here? To drink? Weren't you going to take me to a hotel?"

Wu Yue asked with a flirtatious smile.

Yang Tian didn't respond to Wu Yue, instead, he walked into the bar, went to the counter, ordered a cocktail, and sipped it slowly, thinking about his lineage and the Chen family's circumstance.

Walking all this way, even if Yang Tian didn't want to acknowledge it, he had to admit he was actually Chen Zheng's son.

And Chen Zheng was precisely Chen Ming's illegitimate child.

In other words, Yang Tian was actually a descendant of the Chen Family.

Chen Shangzheng and Madam Chen Liang Lijun both wanted Yang Tian to return to the Chen Family, inherit their wealth, continue the family legacy, and manage their business empire.

But Yang Tian had no desire for this.

For one thing, he felt the Chen Family didn't deserve him!

After all, his mother's death was an immeasurable wound to his soul.

On the other hand, Yang Tian liked freedom, not wanting to be trapped by the Chen Family's constraints.

Thus he raised his glass, quietly drinking, deep in thought.

"Yang, what are you thinking about?"

Ling Ying sat down and ordered a cocktail too.

"Nothing... Cheers..."

Yang Tian shook his head, lifted his glass to clink with Ling Ying's, then downed it in one go.

"You rascal, you're drinking so hard, might be because you're troubled by the Chen Family, right?" Wu Yue sat nearby, ordered a vodka, took a sip, and said, "I think you should go back to the Chen Family. But two obstacles are stopping you: one is your inner struggle, you feel the Chen Family owes your mother, and you're an orphan, not wanting to return; the other is your plan to revive the Martial Dynasty, wanting to roam and continue training, not constrained by the Chen Family."

Hearing Wu Yue's words, Yang Tian set down his glass.

Wu Yue had guessed everything right, forcing Yang Tian to stop.

He waited to hear if Wu Yue had any advice.

Wu Yue smiled sweetly and said, "As for the first obstacle, you can request the Chen Family to give your mother a proper title and a grand burial, this is the greatest comfort for her. If she knows from below she's returned to the Chen Family, and you manage their business empire, she'd definitely rest in peace!"

Yang Tian remained silent, not saying a word.

But he understood that for his deceased mother, this was the only consolation.

"As for the second obstacle, it's very simple!" Wu Yue chuckled and smiled brightly, "Return to inherit the Chen Family's wealth and status, then let me manage it so you can continue your training."

"Wu Yue, you're just trying to take over the Chen Family!"

Ling Ying commented from the side.

"Hehe, I'm just going with the flow!" Wu Yue chuckled joyfully, "The Chen Family needs a backbone to prevent falling apart. If Yang Tian returns, just marry me, and I can manage their business empire. Wouldn't that be perfect for everyone?"

Ling Ying frowned.

Though she was displeased, she knew Wu Yue's idea was quite good.

Yang Tian slammed down his glass: "President Wu, I suggest you refrain from targeting the Chen Family's wealth."

"I just like it, what can you do?"

Wu Yue also slammed down her glass.

"Hey beautiful, is your boyfriend upsetting you? Want us guys to teach that ungrateful jerk a lesson?"

A lazy voice sounded.

Wu Yue and Ling Ying turned around and saw four little punks with blonde hair standing behind them.

The leader, who seemed in his early twenties, had a nose ring, and he was eyeing Wu Yue and Ling Ying, saying sleazily: "Wow, both are stunning beauties, one's cold and the other's elegant. It's my first time seeing such high-quality goods here. Ladies, want me to take care of the jerk and dance with you?"

"Scram!"

A cold voice sounded, Ling Ying's eyes flashed with killing intent.

But the four punks didn't sense the danger, instead laughed loudly and reached out with their greasy hands toward Ling Ying's shoulder: "Beauty, your temper really suits my taste. Come enjoy with me."

"Looking for death..."

Ling Ying was about to act.

But Yang Tian already spoke: "Yingying, watch, I'm warming up."

Yang Tian, already troubled by his lineage issue, seeing these punks cause trouble, acted without hesitation.

Smack!

Yang Tian grabbed the punk's greasy hand, applying pressure.

The sound of bones cracking rang out.

The punk screamed like a dying pig.

"He actually broke our boss's arm!"

The three other punks turned pale.

But being no pushovers, they feigned a tough stance: "Kneel now, we're from the Demon Kill Gang. If we report to the boss, you three will die here!"

"What's this gang jumping out of nowhere? They should know who we are!"

Wu Yue stood up.

"Who are you..."

The punk with a broken wrist asked, fear evident, hearing Wu Yue's warning he couldn't help but ask.

"Capital City's Chen Family!" Wu Yue deliberately spoke to boost Yang Tian's reputation, allowing him to make waves in both society's underbelly and above: "He's the young master of the Chen Family, soon to inherit their wealth!"

"What?!!!"

Not only the four punks, but others in the bar also froze.

The Chen Family is Huaxia's wealthiest family!

Offending the Chen Family meant inviting doom quickly.

In an instant, those four punks turned pale, scared to walk away, and even more scared to stay.

"So what about the Chen Family? No one in Huaxia dares to offend them, but I do. Don't just stand there, go and beat them to death!"

At this moment, a cold voice rang out.

"Boss, you've arrived!"

The four punks turned, their faces excited upon seeing the newcomer...