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Beauty and The Bodyguard

When an S-class elite, assassin-raised captain of a special ops suicide squad comes home from a high-stakes Africa mission, he finds himself offered something that could potentially set him up for life- a curious assignment that he could use to finally exit his days of war and slaughter. Then placed into a high-school setting, Lin Yi is tasked by the chairman of a top-tier multi-billion company with bodyguard duty for non-other than his own daughter, a certain little Miss of said high-school. His enemies, once ranging from drug lords, mafia bosses, political figures, and national leaders, are soon replaced with spoiled kids who happen to have rich papas and mamas, and Lin Yi finds his intense expertise and high-threat skillset misused and very underwhelmed... But he does get a harem cast as diverse as his old enemies, so Lin Yi decides that, for the sake of messing around with girls as an invincible entity in a down-leveled environment, leaving his bloody and death-filled war days behind is something he'd definitely want to strive for.

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CH427

“That’s right… I wouldn’t be able to tend to it every day…” Yushu stuck her tongue out.

“Maybe calm down with the stupid stuff?” Mengyao was feeling helpless.

“Alright then… Yao Yao, then what tree do you think we should buy?” Yushu shrank back as she softly asked.

“Something prettier and more normal?” Mengyao wasn’t very knowledgeable about stuff like this either. “Maybe a fruit tree… Ah! What’re you doing!”

Mengyao got pushed down as a young man bumped into her, almost tripping her. The man quickly apologized. “I’m sorry, it wasn’t on purpose, I have an errand to run…”

“Oh… It’s okay.” Mengyao frowned- she didn’t want to dwell on this after the guy said it wasn’t on purpose.

“Wait!” The man was about to leave when Lin Yi grabbed his arm.

“What… What do you want?” The young man’s eyes flashed with alertness, and Mengyao looked at Lin Yi, confused. She was letting it go, so why was Lin Yi dwelling on that?

“Hand over the phone.” Lin Yi said faintly.