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My Bodyguard Is a Soldier King
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It is now summer, with the scorching sun hanging high in the sky. The temperature in Nanhua City has reached 38 degrees Celsius, making people feel irritable and only wanting to relax in the water. The streets are filled with various fashionable beauties, and their revealing outfits can ignite the desires of countless men. Walking down the street and looking at these beauties is indeed a form of enjoyment.
The beauties of this era are passionate and open, with an endless variety of clothing styles. Black stockings, short skirts, and strapless dresses make it hard for men to look away.
Summer is the peak tourist season in Nanhua City. Not only locals but also friends from various countries come to experience the charm of this high-end city. Indeed, in just a few years, Nanhua City has risen to be among the top luxury cities in the world, thriving like never before—a paradise on earth.
Inside the International Airport, there are crowds of people, most of whom are tourists just arriving in Nanhua City. A young man with a three-inch short haircut is wearing sunglasses and casual clothes while dragging a large suitcase behind him. He holds a photo in his hand as he navigates through the crowd.
Occasionally, a stunning beauty with an alluring figure walks by, causing the young man to stop, lower his head, take off his sunglasses, and lewdly gaze at her before continuing on his way, seemingly searching for someone.
He searches for a long time, looking at the photo countless times but unable to find the person in it.
"Is Murong Old Man sick? He actually gave me a photo of someone's back. How am I supposed to find them? If I had known, I wouldn't have come all this way back. It's too insincere that he didn't even come to greet me personally," he mutters under his breath as he tosses the photo on the ground and drags his suitcase away.
"Excuse me, sir wearing sunglasses, please wait a moment."
The young man is startled and turns around to see a beautiful flight attendant in uniform walking towards him with a smile. Naturally delighted, he approaches her and says, "Thank you!"
"Sir, I'm sorry, but we have regulations here against littering," the flight attendant politely informs him. However, the young man hardly pays attention as he glances at her name tag.
"Mo Qianqian? What a nice name! I forgot to introduce myself; I'm Mo Ming. We share the same surname—please take care of me," Mo Ming says with a friendly smile as he extends his hand. Mo Qianqian awkwardly shakes his hand.
"Mr. Mo Ming, is this photo yours?" Mo Qianqian asks as she hands him the photo while smiling brightly.
"Oh?" Mo Ming pretends not to know and pats his pocket before saying with a grin, "Oh dear, it really is my photo! I'm sorry; I'm not someone who casually litters; it just fell out. I really need to thank you properly, Qianqian. Why don’t you write your phone number on the back of the photo? I’d like to treat you to dinner another day."
Clearly, he was the one who carelessly discarded it!
Although Mo Qianqian knows that Mo Ming intentionally threw away the photo, she maintains her smile. Just as she is about to speak, Mo Ming hands her a pen and grins, "I have a pen right here; no need to look for one. Just write your phone number on the back of the photo; it's no trouble at all!"
This guy is simply a rogue. No matter how good Mo Qianqian's attitude is, she couldn't help but twitch her mouth slightly. Helplessly, she took the pen and casually wrote a number on the photo before handing it back to Mo Ming.
Mo Ming took the photo and pen, putting them in his pocket. He then rushed to Mo Qianqian and said, "Sorry, I have something to take care of, so I'll head out first. I'll call you another day; you have to show me around Nanhua City." As he spoke, Mo Ming made a gesture as if to call.
"Mm." Mo Qianqian replied with annoyance and quickly escaped.
Mo Ming watched Mo Qianqian's departing figure, her graceful posture and curvy hips igniting a fire within him just by looking.
Once Mo Qianqian was out of sight, Mo Ming finally turned around. However, as soon as he did, he bumped into something soft. He didn't fall but the lovely figure staggered back a few steps. Mo Ming felt a bit embarrassed as he looked at her.
"What are you doing?"
Upon seeing the beautiful woman in front of him, Mo Ming's eyes lit up instantly. However, his sunglasses were too obstructive, making everything appear dark. He quickly took them off and stood up straight; this way, he was just tall enough to be a hand's breadth taller than the beauty.
Mo Ming carefully examined the woman before him and couldn't help but gasp. This beauty was extraordinary—naturally stunning with a captivating face and enchanting eyes. There was a beauty mark at the corner of her left eye, and her slightly pouting pink lips resembled cherries, making one unable to resist wanting to take a bite. She had tall peaks that many women envied, with curves in all the right places. Her long legs wrapped in black stockings appeared even more alluring.
"What are you staring at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman before? You filthy rogue."
However, Mo Ming seemed accustomed to such remarks and wasn't angry at all. The woman was simply too beautiful—so stunning that it was almost unfair. Before he could retract his lewd gaze, the woman was already getting angry.
With a crisp slap, she angrily struck Mo Ming's face, leaving a handprint. "Keep staring, you filthy rogue! Do you have no shame?"
Mo Ming could have easily dodged this slap, but the woman's beauty had completely captivated him, leaving him momentarily stunned.
Frowning slightly, he said innocently, "Why did you hit me? You're so breathtakingly beautiful; can't I look at you a little longer? Since I got slapped for no reason, at least compensate me for it—let's be friends..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the woman scoffed disdainfully and attempted to brush past him. However, as she walked by too closely, her hip accidentally brushed against his hand. His first reaction was that her hips were quite bouncy.
"Ah!"
The woman immediately screamed, mistakenly thinking that Mo Ming had intentionally touched her. She turned around angrily to slap him again. But this time, Mo Ming reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist before she could strike.
"I'm not doing this on purpose; it's just an accident!"
The woman, furious and embarrassed, said, "Let go of me! How can there be such shameless people in the world like you?"
"Thank you for the compliment. This face is natural; even in Korea, they can't recreate it. What, are you attracted to my looks?" Mo Ming laughed and said, "No need to feel embarrassed; I know I'm handsome. Those 'Oppa' types are nothing compared to me, right?"
"Hmph, you... scoundrel! So shameless... let go of me!"
"I won't let go unless you give me a kiss," Mo Ming pointed to his face and smiled.
"Stop disgusting me! Are you going to let go or not? If you don't, I'll scream!"
Mo Ming, amused, imitated the clichéd lines from those dramas and said, "Little beauty, go ahead and scream. Even if you shout until your throat is hoarse, no one will come to save you."
Unexpectedly, the woman really did start shouting, "Help! This person is a big pervert! He wants to... assault me! Hurry, someone come!"
After her shout, those so-called protectors rushed over, surrounding Mo Ming. It looked like they intended to use their words first before resorting to physical force.
"Hey, kid! What are you doing? Let go of this girl right now."
"This is a lawful society; do you know that what you're doing is illegal?"
"Let go of this Sister; otherwise, I'll make you regret it!"
...
Mo Ming looked at the crowd surrounding him without any urgency. Instead, he pulled the woman closer and smiled, "Sorry everyone, this lady is my girlfriend. She was just joking around earlier. You all can disperse now; it's just a little couple's quarrel—nothing worth watching." The woman struggled desperately in his arms, but despite his seemingly weak appearance, he was surprisingly strong.
Seeing that her struggles were futile, the woman quickly explained, "Don't listen to his nonsense! I don't know him at all! You jerk... let go of me!"
The crowd wasn't foolish; they weren't easily fooled by Mo Ming's words. One big guy decided to play the hero and approached Mo Ming. He placed a hand on Mo Ming's shoulder and said, "Listen here, kid. If you're smart, you'd better scram. Your mom is waiting for you at home for dinner!"
"Let go of your claws!" Mo Ming showed no intention of releasing the woman. Instead, he looked at the big man and coldly said, "I don't like others' stinky claws touching me..." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Ming swiftly lifted a leg and kicked the big man away.
"You..." The woman was also taken aback, not expecting that the seemingly gentle young man in front of her had the ferocity of a wolf.
"Lian'er, what's going on?"
A shout rang out from the noisy crowd, and soon a middle-aged man in a suit with neatly trimmed short hair and a lively demeanor walked out from the crowd.
Seeing the newcomer, Mo Ming finally let go and said with some displeasure, "I told you, Murong Old Man, you're really something! You called me back from thousands of miles away without coming to pick me up yourself, and you even sent me a picture of your back. Do you think your daughter is Gambling God? Can you find someone just by that?"
The middle-aged man was Murong Wei, chairman of the Murong Clan real estate company and a comrade of Mo Ming's old man. He had flown back from Japan at Mo Ming's request. Mo Ming initially didn't want to return but had no choice due to his old man's insistence.
Murong Wei apologized, "Last time I was in a hurry for a meeting and randomly sent a photo. I didn't know it was a picture of your back. I'm sorry. The meeting was canceled at the last minute, and I was worried Lian'er wouldn't be able to reach you, so I came personally. I really didn't expect you two to meet; this is truly fate."
Once the people around understood what was happening, they dispersed. The big man who wanted to be a hero stood up despite the pain but dared not cause trouble for Mo Ming and left in frustration.
Mo Ming looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in surprise and asked, "So she is your daughter Murong Lian? She's quite stunning. Murong Old Man, let me ask you something: did you and my old man arrange any betrothal or anything like that back in the day? If so, that would be great; I'd be more than happy to have you as my father-in-law."
"You... rogue!" Murong Lian pointed at Mo Ming, annoyed. She huffed and turned to grab Murong Wei's hand, asking, "Dad... are you saying that your formidable comrade has a son who's this guy?"
Murong Wei glanced at Mo Ming and nodded, "Yes, that's exactly who I'm talking about. What's wrong?"
"Where do you see him as formidable? This guy is completely unreliable. Why don't we spend some money to find a more dependable bodyguard? Besides, aren't we still looking for an insider? No matter how you look at it, this guy seems completely useless!" Murong Lian shook Murong Wei's hand and said in a spoiled tone, "Dad, can we find someone else?"
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