School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 4 - 4 The Lively Young Beauty

Sensing something was off, Chen Nan swiftly changed the topic, "No, what I mean is, how long will this job require me to work?"

"As soon as you locate your junior sister, you are free to leave at any time. I absolutely won't impede you," Su Yixuan responded, a hint of excitement in her voice. With Chen Nan now on board, she wouldn't need to fret about her sister's security any longer!

"And will I receive a salary for this?"

Chen Nan was rather concerned about this particular detail, as he was currently unable to afford even his meals.

"Naturally," Su Yixuan replied with a smile. "Is ten thousand per month sufficient?"

"Ten thousand!?"

Chen Nan was so thrilled he nearly leaped from his seat. This beautiful woman was quite generous, far more dependable than that useless old master of his!

Perceiving that he found the amount insufficient, Su Yixuan quickly amended, "How about twenty thousand?"

"Twenty thousand!?"

Chen Nan struggled to maintain his composure, grateful they were in a private dining room so as not to disturb other patrons.

"Well… you name the price," Su Yixuan offered, anticipating he might ask for the impossible. She was resolute; no matter the cost, she had to hire Chen Nan, this guardian guardian angel, to protect her sister.

"Yixuan, actually, I was implying that the amount you're offering is excessively high," Chen Nan said with a touch of helplessness. He might swindle others, but he couldn't bring himself to cheat a beautiful woman—especially one whose physique he had already glimpsed...

Su Yixuan inwardly chided herself for suspecting a gentleman of such base intentions. "I apologize; I seem to have misunderstood. If you are amenable, then let us agree on twenty thousand."

Chen Nan did not voice any objections. After all, Su Yixuan did not appear to be struggling financially, and accepting twenty thousand wouldn't exactly constitute a deception.

Following their meal, they returned to Su Yixuan's residence together.

It was an opulent villa, adorned with decorations that could only be described as extravagant.

"From this point forward, you will also reside here," Su Yixuan announced with a smile, then gestured vaguely towards the upper floor and called out, "Qingqing, come down here quickly!"

"Big sis, you're finally back! I thought you had vanished!" a voice, as clear as a finely struck bell, resonated from upstairs, captivating Chen Nan involuntarily—such a pleasing tone.

Could this be her younger sister?

As Chen Nan mused, the sound of footsteps descended the stairs with a soft cadence, and he beheld a stunning young lady, appearing to be around eighteen years of age, hurrying down.

She wore a delightful smile, complete with charming dimples that accentuated her face, clearly indicating a spirited and energetic personality.

A genuine beauty, an absolute vision!

Observing Su Qingqing descend, Chen Nan couldn't help but swallow, but a wave of bewilderment washed over him—why was this lovely young woman holding a pair of black lace thong underwear?

Even for the purpose of welcoming someone, this seemed a tad overly enthusiastic, didn't it?

"You're so clueless, big sis. What sort of trash did you buy me? I refuse to wear..."

The young woman brandished the thong in her hand, voicing her complaint to Su Yixuan. However, she faltered mid-sentence upon suddenly noticing a man standing in the entryway. Letting out a startled cry, she lost her footing and landed squarely on the stairs, the undergarment flying from her grasp.

"Ouch, my bottom, it hurts so much..."

Su Qingqing, cradling her posterior, rose to her feet, only to realize the item she had been holding was no longer there. With a rising sense of panic, she looked up and spotted a piece of black fabric… resting directly atop the man's head.

For a fleeting moment, both the young beauty and Su Yixuan held their breath, rendered utterly speechless.

Chen Nan froze. As he reached up to touch his head, his eyes widened instantaneously—utterly astonished! What a truly divine artifact!

Grasping the ancient divine artifact in his hand, Chen Nan surveyed it from all angles, finally reaching a profound conclusion—

The fabric of these garments is scandalously sparse! So meager as to be maddening! Merely a tiny scrap of cloth, with the remainder consisting of straps as thin as shoelaces! Could this even be classified as clothing?

Chen Nan mused internally, feeling quite dumbfounded.

Su Yixuan's face flushed crimson, completely convinced that Chen Nan was nothing short of a pervert for examining women's undergarments with such intense scrutiny and an utter lack of shame.

After fixing Chen Nan with a fiercely disapproving glare, Su Yixuan was about to reprimand him for his lewd behavior when, at that precise moment, Chen Nan inquired with a mask of genuine perplexity, "Yixuan, what is this peculiar item? It appears rather strange." He even gave it a tentative tug after speaking.

Both sisters gasped in surprise. He truly doesn't recognize it?

They both inwardly exhaled a sigh of relief. It was certainly preferable that he remained ignorant. The embarrassment if he had recognized it would have been unbearable.

"It's merely a small trinket; it has no specific name."

Su Yixuan replied, her face still flushed, before quickly snatching the T-back panties away and tucking them into her pocket.

Chen Nan, for his part, simply scratched his head, his mind abuzz with confusion.

One had to admit, the fellow's skin was practically impervious to shame. While the two sisters blushed furiously, he remained utterly unfazed, his expression so artlessly innocent that one felt an urge to deliver several slaps and denounce him as a hypocritical fiend.

Su Qingqing hurried over, pointing a finger at Chen Nan, and inquired of her elder sister, "Big sis, where did this… thing… originate? And how did it find its way into our home?"

Su Yixuan responded with a chiding laugh, "You silly girl, don't be so impolite. His name is Chen Nan, and he's the one who saved your big sister's life."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingqing's demeanor shifted to one of concern. She scrutinized Su Yixuan from head to toe, her voice laced with anxiety, "You were in danger? Are you injured?"

Recalling the events of the previous night, Su Yixuan still felt a tremor of apprehension. Seeing the genuine worry etched on her sister's face, a warmth spread through her heart, and she gently shook her head, assuring, "I'm perfectly fine."

Su Qingqing visibly relaxed, then her eyes sparkled with a sudden thought. A playful, almost mischievous grin spread across her face, and with a sly wink, she teased, "Big sis, a heroic rescue like that… don't tell me this guy is going to become my brother-in-law?"

"What are you imagining?" Su Yixuan asked with an amused sigh. "There are many people who wish to harm us sisters right now; he's here to provide protection." She then turned to Chen Nan and introduced, "This is my sister, Su Qingqing."

"A beauty truly capable of toppling nations!" Chen Nan exclaimed with a laugh.

"You certainly have a discerning eye. Based on that compliment alone, I'll consider you one of the bros," Su Qingqing declared playfully. However, her brow furrowed slightly as she added, "But just so you know, I, Su Qingqing, possess unparalleled martial arts prowess. I don't require anyone's protection, hehe…"

Su Yixuan shot her a look of mild exasperation. "Are you still boasting about that 'kitten-style' Kung Fu of yours?"

Su Qingqing turned her gaze toward Chen Nan, a teasing smile playing on her lips. Without warning, she suddenly lunged forward, her fist aimed directly at his forehead.

My goodness, she's resorting to cheap tricks!

Chen Nan inwardly scoffed at Su Qingqing's brazen move, yet his expression remained composed. Only as Su Qingqing closed the distance did he extend his left hand, intercepting her small, tender fist. He remarked with a smile, "Little girl, when you throw a punch, you need to engage your waist and legs. Relying solely on arm strength won't suffice."

"I know that already, you don't need to lecture me," she retorted sharply.

Su Qingqing strained with all her might, attempting to wrench her fist free. However, Chen Nan's grip was like an unyielding iron vise, impossible to break no matter how hard she struggled.

After a futile bout of struggling that only fueled her frustration, Su Qingqing gritted her teeth. Instead of disengaging, she suddenly launched a swift side kick aimed at Chen Nan's head.

The girl undeniably possessed a certain foundation in martial arts; her kick was executed with considerable professionalism, her legs splitting to an impressive 170-degree angle. Nevertheless, Chen Nan merely raised his hand, effortlessly catching her ankle.

Under normal circumstances, this would signify the end of the confrontation. Regrettably for Su Qingqing, however, she was wearing a skirt that day.

The knee-length garment, due to the extreme nature of her split kick, had been flipped up, exposing the entirety of her thighs.

Gazing upon the expanse of snow-white legs before him, Chen Nan felt an undeniable surge of primal instinct. As his eyes drifted further upward, his very being seemed to ignite, close to boiling over.