bodyguard against fate

Chapter 9 Seeing a Ghost

"Hey, could you move the car first?"

The top-ranking man made a show of shouting, and then together with Liu Yan, they quickly moved He Xiuli to Feng Weida's car. After doing all this, the two of them didn't dare to waste a second and quickly fled.

Feng Weida ran half a mile but couldn't catch up with He Xiuli. The passersby seemed normal, not at all like they had seen someone committing violence with a knife in the street. He realized he had been tricked again.

"Is this funny?" Feng Weida couldn't understand what those scammers were thinking, so he could only return to his car dejectedly.

"Xiao Feng, come to the police station to give a statement."

Wu Renxing called Feng Weida and said...

Wu Renxing called the police.

Even if he didn't kill He Xiuli, it's obvious that a woman who is unconscious and sleeping on the streets is unlikely to have any good luck. In addition, given He Xiuli's proud and aloof personality, she would never accept such a fact. Even if he found her, she might have gone insane. Anyway, he wouldn't take responsibility; it was Feng Weida who lost her. So he boldly went to the police station to give a statement.

Feng Weida drove at breakneck speed to the police station, where Wu Renxing was waiting for him at the entrance.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a normal questioning, just tell me what's on your mind," Wu Renxing said, patting him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Wu, it's all my fault. If anything happens to Mr. He, I'll never be able to live with myself for the rest of my life—"

"Everyone has their own destiny, wealth and honor are determined by fate—" Wu Renxing comforted Feng Weida, "I believe Xiuli's spirit in heaven won't blame you—"

Before Wu Renxing could finish his sentence, he saw someone sit up in the back seat of the BMW—

He Xiuli!

Wu Renxing felt like he had seen a ghost!

When He Xiuli woke up, she felt sore all over. This sleep was more tiring than going to work. She even had a nightmare in the middle of the night. She dreamed that someone was trying to kill her with a knife, but she couldn't scream or wake up. She had heard the whole conversation between Feng Weida and the top leader. She thought she was dreaming. When she opened her eyes, she was not lying in her comfortable bed at home. She was wearing yesterday's clothes, but her shoes were gone and her socks had a hole in them.

"Where am I?"

He Xiuli's head was spinning; she hadn't fully connected with her memories of last night.

"Xiuli, when did you get back?" Wu Renxing asked, glancing at Feng Weida. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I...I don't know either—" Feng Weida was even more confused than him.

There was no one in the car—could it be that when I got out to chase the thugs… Ah, I see, I must have gone in the wrong direction and missed He Xiuli. He Xiuli saw the car, got in, and came back. I had wrongly accused the top leader!

The police officers handling the case were also stunned. They had just reported the incident, and the statement hadn't even been taken yet, and she was back, perfectly fine, except for two missing shoes. When the officers asked He Xiuli where she had been the previous night, she said she didn't know; she had been sleeping, dreaming, and then woke up to find herself in her car. Finally, all the focus turned to Feng Weida: "He Xiuli, you lost her, and you found her again. Tell me, what happened?"

Feng Weida said he blacks out when he drinks and can't remember what happened last night, but there were thugs following He Xiuli, so maybe they were the ones who did it. When the police pressed him to tell them who the thugs were, Feng Weida couldn't say for sure, but he said Wu Renxing knew, because Wu Renxing hired him as a bodyguard to protect He Xiuli.

"Officer, that's not true at all," Wu Renxing explained. "We only hired a driver; it's clearly stated in the job posting! I think he was just drunk and forgot where Xiuli was. He remembered later and brought her back. He was afraid of taking responsibility, so he deliberately lied and said there were thugs. Doesn't that make him seem like he did a good deed? Don't worry, I'll give him a lecture when I get back!"

Ultimately, Wu Renxing withdrew the case, and the police did not pursue it further, since no one was injured or suffered any losses. However, Wu Renxing then told Feng Weida something else entirely.

"Xiao Feng, the police said the criminals didn't succeed this time, thanks to you. Otherwise, Xiuli might not have come back. I'm giving you credit for this. You must continue to do your job well and keep up the good work!"

Feng Weida was greatly encouraged: "Please rest assured, Mr. Wu, next time I encounter a criminal, I will definitely catch him myself!"

For this, Wu Renxing specially gave Feng Weida an extra month's salary as a bonus.

"Are you stupid?" Jiang Xue complained to Wu Renxing after hearing about this. "If he hadn't ruined things, we would both have gotten ten million by now. Why would you still give him a bonus?"

"Otherwise what?" Wu Renxing's actions were also well-considered. "If he loses Xiuli, and she realizes what happened and fires him, who will I blame?"

"He messed up this time because of drinking, so he'll definitely be more careful next time. I don't think he'll be so easily fooled!"

"Have you heard the saying, 'It's not the thief you should fear, but the one who's eyeing you'?" Wu Renxing said. "Everyone has weaknesses, especially someone with a mental illness. I refuse to believe I can't find him!"

"So what's your weakness?"

"My weakness... is you, of course!"

The two resumed their shameless lifestyle.

Wu Meng is Wu Renxing's younger sister, six years younger than him, in her early thirties, with an oval face and big eyes. If it weren't for her aloof demeanor, the line of suitors for her would stretch all the way to Paris.

"bill!"

When Feng Weida went to collect his prize money, he unfortunately ran into this wall.

What kind of invoice?

"How can I pay you without an invoice?" Wu Meng didn't even raise an eyebrow. "Go find an invoice for five thousand yuan to settle the debt. It can be for food, clothes, or train tickets!"

Some small businesses may use methods that are not entirely legal in order to avoid taxes, but this has stumped Feng Weida. "My monthly expenses are less than a thousand yuan. Where am I supposed to get an invoice for five thousand yuan?"

"Then I can't help you." Wu Meng rolled her eyes at him. "Anyway, it's cash on delivery!"

Chen Ergou was even more furious than Feng Weida.

"Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for her? I think she just doesn't want to pay; she's keeping the money herself!"

Chen Ergou's 1,000 yuan speeding fine was borrowed from an app. If Feng Weida couldn't get the money, he wouldn't be able to repay the loan, so he was even more anxious than Feng Weida. "I'll go get it from you!"

"I already said, you won't get paid without a ticket. Don't you understand Chinese?" Wu Meng said irritably.

"It was your brother who said it, can't you be a little more accommodating?" Chen Ergou argued.

"He said you should ask him for it; without a receipt, it's useless no matter who comes!"

Chen Ergou was also rebuffed by Wu Meng.

"That little brat," Chen Ergou gritted his teeth in anger, "is actually quite pretty!"

"Um?"

Feng Weida suspected that Chen Ergou might be focusing on the wrong thing.

"I mean," Chen Ergou tried to save face, "they're quite difficult to deal with!"