coobybook Chapter 232 Don’t be afraid, little monster, I’m here for you
Chapter 232 Don’t be afraid, little monster, I’m here for you
In the quaint bluestone alley riverside villa, the sunlight shines through the mottled leaves, casting dots of light and shadow.
President Bai was busy making arrangements in the hall of the villa. His brows were slightly frowned, but there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. His hands kept adjusting his collar, and every subtle movement was full of solemnity.
Bai Jinrong, who was standing by, had sparkling eyes and praised with a smile on her face, "Dad, you look really energetic today. With this outfit and your temperament, you are worthy of being the head of the martial arts association. When you stand here, you look majestic and domineering."
Outside the villa, a shiny Porsche shone with luxurious luster in the sun. Bai Jinhui strode to the back of the car, gently pressed a button, and the trunk slowly rose.
Special Assistant Liu held a bunch of beautifully wrapped gifts that he had carefully selected yesterday, and carefully placed them one by one into the trunk.
Bai Jinhui stood aside, frowning slightly, and said with regret: "Is Mr. Jiang really that amazing? I have never seen my father treat anyone like this.
Looking at my dad's attitude, if he wasn't really impressed by Mr. Jiang, he would never have prepared all these things in such a grand manner and even went to visit him in person."
When Special Assistant Liu heard this, the shocking scene in the club the day before immediately emerged in his mind. Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji's performance flashed through his memory like a flash of lightning, and the surprised expression on their face still makes him feel unsatisfied.
He smacked his lips and said to Bai Jinhui: "Vice President Bai, you were on a business trip some time ago and missed a visual feast.
When you have time, be sure to go to the club to watch the surveillance playback. Even if I describe the scene now, you won’t be able to appreciate its exquisiteness.”
Bai Jinhui felt like he was being scratched by a kitten when he heard this, and his curiosity grew even stronger. However, he still shouted loudly towards the villa: "Dad, are you okay? Should we set off now?"
"Hey, here I come." President Bai's voice came from the villa. He was wearing a well-tailored Tang suit. The delicate silk was embroidered with exquisite patterns. It swayed slightly with his steps, as if it had life.
He looked like a martial arts leader from ancient times, full of aura, and every step he took carried an invisible majesty.
Seeing this, Bai Jinhui hurried to the car, respectfully opened the door, and carefully protected his father's head with his hands. After President Bai got in the car and sat down, he nimbly sat aside.
Bai Jinrong walked with vigorous steps towards the passenger seat like a gust of wind, opened the door and got in.
Assistant Liu swiftly got into the main driver's cab and started the engine skillfully. The car started slowly and drove out of the gate, leaving behind a trail of dust.
In another part of the city, Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji were sitting cross-legged in the gym with their eyes closed and concentrating.
The gym was silent, with only their even breathing echoing in the air.
The two men sat opposite each other, with their palms facing each other, and a mysterious power quietly surged between them.
The true Qi was like a living snake, gathering and moving around the two of them. Every time it passed by a place, it was like igniting a small flame, making the surrounding air slightly warm.
I saw the dense beads of sweat on their cheeks, like crystal pearls, gradually gathering into strands and flowing down their faces;
Wet marks were left on the white training clothes. The marks of sweat grew bigger and bigger, forming an obvious wet halo, as if telling of the hardship and concentration of their training.
As time passed slowly like the rippling of flowing water, in the quiet gym, Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji seemed to gradually wake up from a deep state of meditation and slowly finished their exercises.
The air around them seemed to relax from its previous tense state as they moved.
Mu Xiaoji slowly opened his eyes, parted his lips and exhaled a breath of foul air. The foul air seemed to carry the fatigue and impurities in his body and slowly dissipated in the air.
He looked at Jiang Chengyu, his eyes full of gratitude and intimacy. He reached out and picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off the little monster's cheeks and forehead. His eyes were extremely gentle:
"Little monster, thank you for your hard work! You work tirelessly to extend my life every day..." His voice was filled with the laziness unique to the early morning, and a hint of deep dependence on Jiang Chengyu.
"Shut up. What are you talking about so early in the morning?"
Jiang Chengyu grabbed the towel with an unhappy look on his face and wiped his neck; his brows furrowed and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He didn't want to hear Mu Xiaoji say such discouraging words.
Jiang Chengyu was indignant in his heart: "Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji. Do you know that every time you have an attack, for me, Jiang Chengyu, it is like being dragged into the abyss of darkness by the god of death.
Every time I faced the cruel death face to face, how helpless was my heart? Every time, when you were teetering on the edge of death, I, Jiang Chengyu, would rush forward without hesitation and use all my strength to pull you back.
But during this process, I was also deeply trapped in the quagmire of death? Every time I tried to rescue someone, I was struggling desperately under the cold sickle of the god of death. Every minute and every second, I could feel the chill of death tightly wrapped around me, almost dragging my soul away with it.
You know the fear I felt when I was on the verge of death. It was like a surging tide, hitting me wave after wave and almost drowning my strong will.
And every time I think of you, Xiaoji, I will burst out with all my might to pull you, Mu Xiaoji, back from the gates of hell. I, Jiang Chengyu, will also follow you through the gates of hell and come back.
Haha, the fear of escaping death is like a thorn in my flesh, deeply engraved in my soul. Xiaoji, I am not afraid of death, I am only afraid that if I die, you will not be saved. "
Mu Xiaoji didn't notice Jiang Chengyu's thoughts. He blinked and said innocently, "I'm not wrong. If you weren't by my side, I would have been dead! Woo!"
Jiang Chengyu looked at the heartless Mu Xiaoji, feeling mixed emotions. He knew that Mu Xiaoji only knew that he was rescued again and again, but he didn't know what kind of dangers were behind each rescue.
He was afraid that Mu Xiaoji's unlucky words would become some kind of terrible curse. He could no longer bear it, so he rushed forward and blocked Mu Xiaoji's next words with a kiss that contained all his worries, fears, and deep love for her.
This kiss was his silent confession, his struggle against fate, his cherishment of Mu Xiaoji's life, and his catharsis for every experience of escaping death.
Mu Xiaoji keenly captured the fear like a raging storm in Jiang Chengyu's heart. The fear was like a cold wind, which was transmitted to him through Jiang Chengyu's eyes and slightly trembling body.
His heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, full of pity. So, he responded to Jiang Chengyu's love and enthusiasm with the same passionate emotion, his eyes were so gentle that they seemed to drip water.
He asked softly, "Little monster, what are you afraid of?" His voice was like a spring breeze, gently brushing across Jiang Chengyu's panicked heart.
Jiang Chengyu seemed to be awakened from a nightmare and stopped his flustered and anxious movements.
His eyes were a little blurry, as if he was looking at Mu Xiaoji through a layer of fog, with complex emotions intertwined in his eyes.
Then, he slowly raised his slender fingers, and those fingers seemed to have their own will, gently stroked the corners of Mu Xiaoji's mouth. The warmth from the fingertips made his heart palpitate.
His voice was a little hoarse, but full of affection: "Xiao Ji, you have to live well, promise me."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the soul, with unquestionable determination.
Mu Xiaoji looked at Jiang Chengyu, and a smile as warm as the sun bloomed on his face. That smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze.
He nodded slightly and responded firmly: "I promise you, little monster; don't be afraid, I'll take care of everything."
However, at this warm moment, the doorbell rang suddenly at an inopportune time. The crisp ding-dong sound broke the tranquility, like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
Jiang Chengyu frowned slightly, then helped Mu Xiaoji up. He held Xiaoji's hand tightly, and that hand was like a bond that conveyed strength. The two slowly walked out of the gym.
The doorbell was still ringing, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster, as if the person outside was urging her anxiously.
Jiang Chengyu brought Mu Xiaoji to the tea table and carefully arranged for Mu Xiaoji to sit down. His eyes were full of concern, and he said softly, "Have a glass of water first. I'll go open the door."
Jiang Chengyu walked quickly to the door and opened it. He saw Assistant Liu and Chairman Bai standing at the door. Chairman Bai was wearing a Tang suit and looked very imposing.
Behind them was a middle-aged man in a neat and tidy suit. The lines of the suit were smooth and every fold seemed to be carefully designed, highlighting the owner's rigor and refinement.
Next to the middle-aged man stood a beautiful young lady. She had a graceful figure and bright eyes, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky. She exuded a unique temperament from head to toe, and it was obvious at first glance that she was an extraordinary martial artist.
Jiang Chengyu was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a humble and gentle smile appeared on his face, and he humbly said: "President Bai? Why did you come here?"
President Bai was stunned when he saw Jiang Chengyu, who was soaked all over. Then he laughed heartily, and his laughter echoed at the door: "Hey, what's wrong with you, President Jiang? I'm sorry to bother you with your visit!" There was a hint of apology in his words, but more of enthusiasm.
"President Bai, come in." Jiang Chengyu quickly stepped aside and enthusiastically invited them into the house.
Everyone walked into the living room and was instantly shocked by the scene in front of them. The living room of this villa was as spacious and bright as a palace, with a huge crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, casting a dazzling light, like stars falling into the world.
There are several simple yet elegant paintings hanging on the wall, adding a touch of artistic atmosphere to the space.
The furniture is simply and elegantly arranged, and every detail reveals luxury and grandeur, but does not give people the slightest sense of oppression.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji put down the water cup in his hand, with a warm smile on his face, he stood up and said: "President Bai, I am honored to have you visit my humble home!" His voice was full of affinity, making people feel like spring breeze.
When President Bai saw Mu Xiaoji, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly strode towards Mu Xiaoji. His eager steps showed how much he valued Mu Xiaoji.
Jiang Chengyu hurriedly took a few steps closer to Mu Xiaoji, reaching out to support him, and at the same time extended his hand to President Bai. The two held hands together, conveying a subtle emotion.
Mu Xiaoji said politely, "Everyone, please take a seat. It's really impolite for us to look like this. Let's go change our clothes first. Sorry to leave you for a while."
President Bai quickly responded, "It's our fault. We are too hasty. President Jiang and President Mu, please go ahead and do your work."
Jiang Chengyu turned around and came over to the tea table, carrying an exquisite tray with several cups of steaming fragrant tea on it.
He walked up to the four guests and served them tea one by one, with a polite smile on his face, and said elegantly: "Please have some tea, everyone. We will be back soon."
After saying that, Jiang Chengyu gently took Mu Xiaoji's hand, and the two of them slowly walked up the stairs to the bedroom upstairs, their figures gradually fading away on the stairs.