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Young Master, shes here, announced the manager respectfully as he stepped forward.

I can see that. The mans gaze stopped and remained fixed on Mu Huans eyes.

Although the former appeared to be a young and frivolous person, the latter did not drop her guard.

Just then, the man opened his mouth. Go wash your face, then come back and talk to me with it clean and bare.

Her eyes drooped. Im here only to collect the money.

You joined the competition for the prize money, yeah? He cocked a brow slightly.

Yes.

If thats so, its all good, then. Follow me, and Ill guarantee that youll live in the lap of luxury! She was the first person he found to look so alike.

Is there a problem with his eyes? Given my current appearance, he actually wants me to follow him?

Dont get me wrong. Im not interested in your type. All I want is a female bodyguard. If you follow me, Ill give you an annual salary of at least ten million, and if youre good at your job, therell be a big reward for you as well. The money you make will be much more than what youll make from boxing.

An annual salary of ten million

If this had been proposed to her before her marriage with Bao Junyan, she would certainly have agreed to it right away. She could not do so now, however.

Thanks for looking kindly upon me, but Im afraid Ill have to decline. Its only out of interest for the prize money that I joined the boxing match. I dont box for a living, and I have no intention of working as a bodyguard.

You might not have had the intention before, but you can start planning to be one now. The more he looked, the more he found those eyes to be alike.

Mu Huan: As of now, I dont plan to be one either.

Then you can forget about collecting your prize money of half a million!

I won it!

Well, Im the boss here. My words are final.

Youll lose credibility if you dont give me what Ive earned. Will you still be able to operate your business here, then?

So be it. I could hardly care about losing a piece of this industry.

Mu Huan: !!!

What the f*ck!

Be my bodyguard, and Ill give you that half a million right away, followed by an annual salary of ten million and lots of benefits. If you dont, youll have wasted your time and effort competing in todays competition. Heres my name card. Give me a call once youve thought it through. As he spoke, he tossed a name card toward her.

She did not catch it, though. Instead, she let it freely drop to the ground before sweeping her eyes over the name printed on it. Long Feiting.

That name rang a bell, but she just could not recall where shed heard it before.

No need for any consideration as I wont become your bodyguard. Please give me that half a million. Its what I deserve.

No means no! Long Feiting was never one to accept rejections.

With her gaze turning sinister, she lifted her eyes and warned, Dont regret this.

The two things in life that she could never accept were betrayal and being robbed of her money.

Both were equally unforgivable!

Regret? Ive never known what is called regret. Do you honestly think you can make me regret anything? He lifted a brow. If not for those eyes of hers that captivated him and made him wish for her to stay, he would never be interested in her, a boxer. To think she actually could not tell good from bad and dared to reject him. And now, she even wanted him to regret his decision.

He would just like to see what capabilities she had to make him do so!

Are you sure you wont give me the prize money? she asked again for the last time.

No. What about it?

Mu Huan gave him no response, though, and merely gave him a hard look before turning around and leaving.

It was only after she left that the manager dared to speak.

Surely this is inappropriate, Young Master. Their young master was simply too willful.

Whats inappropriate about it? Long Feiting snorted in reply.

We work in this line, but were not giving her the prize money she won Are we truly quitting the industry?

That depends on whether or not she has what it takes to put you out of a job.