The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1 - 1 1 Return

1: Chapter 1: Return 1: Chapter 1: Return At the royal airport in Europe, a young man, shielded by sunglasses, moved with a slow pace.

The sunlight illuminated his somewhat gaunt cheeks, while his deep-set eyes held an enigmatic quality.

His presence drew the notice of many; individuals from Huaxia were a rarity in this nation, and his arrival consequently garnered significant attention.

It had been over three years since his departure, and now he was set to return to Huaxia.

While not an excessively long period, certain aspects had become somewhat indistinct to him, until his arrival at this very airport, when memories from three years prior began to resurface.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the flight bound for Huaxia is preparing for departure. Please make your way to the boarding gate,” the announcement from the broadcast system prompted the young man to rise and proceed toward the gate.

“Sir, excuse me, please do not leave your bag in the aisle,” a female flight attendant, whose English was impeccably fluent, interrupted the young man’s train of thought.

He looked up, observing the flight attendant’s pleasant smile.

She appeared to be of Huaxia origin as well, and moreover, an exceptionally striking woman.

“I truly apologize; I will retrieve it immediately.” Ye Shikai stood, collected his bag, and inquired with a touch of curiosity, “Are you also from Huaxia?”

“Yes,” the woman, initially taken aback by Ye Shikai suddenly speaking in Huaxia, confirmed.

Indeed, she hailed from Huaxia.

“What a coincidence; I am Ye Shikai.” The man nodded, his gaze falling upon her name tag, revealing her name to be Tang Yun.

“Miss Tang, is that correct?” Ye Shikai inquired.

“Mmm-hmm.”

The two exchanged a cordial handshake, after which Tang Yun gestured to the side, stating, “Mr. Ye, I still have some duties to attend to. Should you require assistance during the flight, please do not hesitate to ask for me.”

“That would be most appreciated; thank you.” Ye Shikai acknowledged with a nod. After Tang Yun departed, he settled back alone, gazing out at the passing scenery.

After three years, he had finally returned to Huaxia, the land imbued with his memories.

He had experienced triumph on this very soil, endured the sting of defeat, and it held a multitude of recollections, so many that a sudden pain began to throb in his head.

“This is not good.”

Abruptly, Ye Shikai felt an intense pang in his chest, his eyes flushing crimson as a turbulent force within his body surged chaotically through his meridians.

He swiftly channeled his internal strength, working to subdue this rogue energy, and his complexion gradually stabilized, the redness in his eyes fading.

These were the tell-tale signs of Demon Addiction, an exceedingly rare affliction.

It was not a physical ailment but a psychological one.

As a cultivator, his Dantian housed his inner strength, yet his physique contained an untamed force that typically remained dormant within his veins, almost imperceptible. However, when Demon Addiction manifested, it erupted uncontrollably, rendering Ye Shikai exceptionally volatile, even causing him to lose his self-awareness and act in ways beyond his control.

This mental malady had its roots in Huaxia, and instead of diminishing since his departure from the country, it had, regrettably, intensified.

This mysterious force defied expulsion through conventional inner strength techniques, acting as a parasitic entity, leaving Ye Shikai feeling utterly helpless.

“Here, you seem rather pale. Have some water.” At that moment, Tang Yun offered him a cup of water; Ye Shikai did, in fact, appear drained.

Had the Demon Addiction truly flared up, the repercussions could have been severe.

“Thank you.” Ye Shikai, after a brief moment of hesitation, accepted the cup of water.

In recent times, the frequency of the Demon Addiction’s outbreaks had subtly increased, a disconcerting development.

He mused that Tang Yun’s considerate attention offered a sense of “warmth” he had long since missed.

While abroad, operating in the shadows, he was recognized as a “king,” the formidable Netherworld King, presiding over the Netherworld Palace, a stronghold of elite cultivators.

Over the past three years, it was “this power” that had secured his dominance within the Underworld.

The members of the Netherworld Palace were akin to his family, and he had always embodied profound loyalty, particularly towards those with whom he had faced life-and-death battles.

His decision to return to Huaxia this time was partly motivated by a desire to manage the resurgence of Demon Addiction. Consequently, he intended to “wash his hands in a golden basin,” relinquishing his command of the Underworld. He had grown weary of a life fraught with constant peril and wished no longer to be entangled in such conflicts.

The secondary reason for his return involved a letter he produced from his pocket, penned by his father’s comrade, Su Pengzhan. The letter contained a straightforward request: that Ye Shikai return to Huaxia and enter into matrimony with his daughter.

The proposition seemed preposterous, and Ye Shikai had verified multiple times to ensure Su Pengzhan was not jesting.

His daughter reportedly headed a corporation as its president and possessed the largest shareholding. Although he had not seen her photograph, it was rumored she was breathtakingly beautiful.

It appeared no reputable father would arrange a hasty marriage for his daughter.

Ye Shikai's response to such an "unreasonable" suggestion was equally "unreasonable": he agreed, yes, after three days of deliberation, he actually agreed.

Mere hours later, the aircraft descended smoothly onto the tarmac at Yanjing Airport.

Ding ding ding.

Upon activating his phone, a flurry of urgent notifications assailed his ears.

"Why have you come to Huaxia alone?" A voice, chilling as if emanating from the abyss, pierced through the line, yet Ye Shikai detected an undercurrent of worry and annoyance within its frosty tone.

"I'm here...

to get married," Ye Shikai confessed, his voice heavy with guilt and apprehension, the final words requiring a significant surge of courage to utter.

A brief silence stretched on the other end before, finally, "Then, I wish you happiness," the voice replied, tinged with a profound sense of desolation and sorrow. After a few moments, the call abruptly ended.

Meanwhile, within an opulent European estate, a woman knelt on the frigid floor, her bare feet chilling, tears streaming down her face like shattered pearls. Utter despair masked her features as her delicate frame trembled uncontrollably.

A helpless sigh escaped Ye Shikai as he gazed into the distance.

The caller was Ji Qian, also a native of Huaxia and a woman of breathtaking beauty.

Ji Qian held the status of a prominent wealthy heiress, but few were aware of her clandestine identity as the Moon God, a formidable figure in the international underworld, much like himself.

However, the intricacies of their past could not be readily summarized.

If Ye Shikai's decision cost him three days of contemplation, then two and a half of those days were consumed by the agonizing process of figuring out how to break the news to her.

At that precise moment, a sleek, silver-white sports car glided to a halt before him. The window descended, revealing a stunning visage – Su Qingyu, the CEO of Tianya Group. Gazing upon the ethereal beauty beside him, Ye Shikai found himself momentarily captivated.

"Get in," Su Qingyu commanded icily, her expression unreadable. True to her name, a face of devastating beauty was coupled with a frigid disposition, earning her the moniker of a true ice queen.

"Where are we headed?" Ye Shikai inquired, his curiosity piqued.

"To procure the marriage certificate," Su Qingyu stated coldly, her knuckles white from the forceful grip on the steering wheel.

"We'll divorce in two months. I'll give you twenty million."

"Why?"

"My father's wishes dictate this marriage. I will speak with him directly within the month."