The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1133: 1133: The Unruly Young Lady

Capítulo 1133: Chapter 1133: The Unruly Young Lady

“Mr. Zheng, the person inside is the Second Miss, she’s the apple of the Family Head’s eye. We wouldn’t dare provoke her, rest assured, there’s no ambush here,” the attendant whispered, seemingly worried that the “God” inside might hear. Ji Tao only had two daughters, of course, he spoiled them rotten.

“I see, it was my overthinking then.” Listening to Ji Yu’s tirade, Zheng Ji found himself both amused and helpless. Who would’ve thought this renowned Second Miss of the Ji Family would indeed be the “spoiled and childish” girl as rumored? But this made him heave a sigh of relief, as it seemed the Ji Family wasn’t plotting against him.

“Wait here,” Zheng Ji instructed again, no longer hesitating, and walked right in.

“So, you’re that Mr. Zheng?” Just as Zheng Ji entered the room, he saw a young woman sitting at a desk, none other than Ji Yu. Knowing he was a guest with requests to make, and facing the Second Miss of the Ji Family, Zheng Ji naturally bowed politely.

“I am Zheng Ji, visiting the Ji Family today for family matters.”

“Oh, I’m mostly aware of your issues. As for the task my dad asked me to do, I’ve completed it.” Ji Yu looked up and cast a disdainful glance at Zheng Ji. It wasn’t that she was genuinely impatient; this girl just seemed to be born with this attitude, treating outsiders as if they owed her eight hundred dollars or something. Ye Shikai knew this all too well.

“That’s wonderful, thank you, Miss Ji.” Just as Zheng Ji reached out to take the envelope, Ji Yu suddenly withdrew it, taking it back.

“Miss Ji, what do you mean by this?” Zheng Ji asked in return.

“You’re quite handsome, but is your emotional intelligence this low? Did you think you could so easily obtain this information from me? Do you think the contents of these few sheets of paper are something I can casually find?” Ji Yu chuckled as she looked at Zheng Ji.

“Miss Ji, please don’t joke. This concerns an internal family feud, and I must investigate the truth immediately. Please give me the report, and another day, the Zheng Family will surely reward you handsomely.” Zheng Ji bowed respectfully.

“But, I just don’t feel like giving it to you now. What can you do about it?” Ji Yu placed the file on the table and pressed down on it with her elbow, teasingly.

“This… Miss Ji, what exactly must I do for you to give me the file?” Zheng Ji, a bit displeased, inquired. Although he was the Eldest Young Master, having been raised in luxury, and despite his humble nature, he still had his dignity. Now he had to pander to a young girl’s whims and was being toyed with in the process. Even an ordinary person would be displeased, let alone an Eldest Young Master.

Gold, jewelry, antiques, power, money—these surely held allure for ordinary people. But Ji Yu, being the Second Miss of the Ji Family and born with a silver spoon, regarded these things as akin to dirt.

“How many times have you been to Yanjing?” Ji Yu suddenly asked, a question seemingly irrelevant to their discussion.

“A few times, I suppose.” Zheng Ji honestly couldn’t answer this question. Though Yanjing and the East Sea were a thousand miles apart, both were top cities in Huaxia. Due to business matters, he occasionally visited Yanjing, but he couldn’t provide an exact number.

“And how well do you know Yanjing?” Ji Yu continued to ask, sitting in the chair with her arms crossed.

“I’m ashamed to say, most of my visits here were due to business and family matters. I know little about other aspects of Yanjing.” Zheng Ji knew, should he attempt to feign knowledge, Ji Yu would catch him out immediately. She was a Yanjing native and knew the city inside out.

“How about I take you on a tour of Yanjing City? There’s no part of Si Jiu City I don’t know,” Ji Yu suggested unexpectedly. Zheng Ji had come to solve his family’s mess, not to sightsee.

“Miss Ji, forgive me for not having the leisure for that. My family’s matters are urgent. Please understand and give me the file. The Zheng Family will certainly reciprocate your kindness.”

“Haha, Mr. Zheng, you’re the first person to refuse my invitation in Yanjing, especially since I’m inviting you for fun, and you actually declined. I’m in a really bad mood now,” Ji Yu’s tone carried a hint of displeasure. Zheng Ji finally understood what a true “spoiled rich kid” was.

“If I agree, can Miss Ji give me the file?” Zheng Ji asked tentatively.

“Hmph, now I’m in a really bad mood, and I don’t feel like giving it to you.” Ji Yu stuffed the file into the drawer, stood up brusquely, and acted as if she was about to leave.

“Miss Ji, please wait.” Zheng Ji quickly stopped her. Though unwilling, he had no choice. “I apologize for my earlier rudeness, Miss Ji. I agree to all your conditions.”

“I don’t feel like discussing this matter now. I’ll talk when I feel better.” Ji Yu shook off Zheng Ji and left the room.

“Miss Ji, please wait a moment.” Before Zheng Ji could finish, several figures leapt out from the side, blocking Zheng Ji’s path.

“Mr. Zheng, the Second Miss no longer wishes to receive guests. Please leave.” The lead guard spoke coldly.

“This…” Zheng Ji looked helpless and had no choice but to turn and leave.

…………………

Northeast, Bai Mountain.

“Demoness, is your body alright now?” Soul Destroyer inquired with concern. After acquiring the Bai Mountain snow lotus, leaders from the Netherworld Palace and Moon God Temple took turns guarding the thermal container to prevent any mishaps.

“Much better, yet this Cold Lake was truly formidable. At one point, I truly thought I was going to die…”

“Alright, enough of that, drink some hot soup.” Soul Destroyer handed a bowl of hot soup to Demoness. With Bai Mountain’s high altitude, flames alone couldn’t warm the water, so Soul Destroyer specially used Inner Strength to heat it to a boiling point.

“Zhang Lin, why haven’t we exited after so long?” Ji Qian asked curiously. It had been a full day since they left the Cold Lake, yet there were no signs of leaving the mountain. On the contrary, Ji Qian sensed they were venturing deeper. The group’s rations and supplies would only last two days; if they didn’t exit soon, things would get dire.

“Ma’am, I don’t understand either. I’ve been following the map, but there are no signs of exiting the mountain. I shouldn’t… be mistaken,” Zhang Lin said with a puzzled and apologetic expression, holding the map. After all, she was the group’s “navigator,” and if they got lost, it would be her responsibility alone. Getting lost in Bai Mountain could mean freezing to death or starving once the food ran out.