The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1137: 1137: Arranging a Marriage
Capítulo 1137: Chapter 1137: Arranging a Marriage
“Sir, you all should pay attention to safety.” The Short-nosed Crocodile nodded and said, clutching the insulated box tightly. So many companions died all for this snow lotus; he was also worried about Demoness and Soul Destroyer. However, if he hesitated any longer, no one would be able to leave.
“Zhang Lin, you don’t have combat skills. Mark the path as you go, and be extremely careful.” Ji Qian reminded.
“Yes, don’t worry, sir. You all be safe too.” Zhang Lin knew her own abilities; if they really got into a fight, she wouldn’t be able to help and would become a burden to her teammates. Though unwilling, she still left with the Short-nosed Crocodile.
“Selena, we’re going to that peak. The sniper will occupy the high ground and aim below.” Ji Qian pointed to a nearby peak. Around her were only Selena and four or five Moon Guards. The numbers were small, but they were elite. A seasoned Moon Guard quickly ran to the mountain with a sniper rifle. From the top, everything within several kilometers was visible. To rescue, they must ensure their own safety, and vision is critical. With vision, they can know the enemy’s movements.
“Yes, Sir.” The group ascended the mountain. Ji Qian took out binoculars; the surroundings were silent, with no one around. The hill where they were ambushed before was now empty…
“Sir, there is no one there; could it be…”
“Don’t jump to conclusions. Soul Destroyer and Demoness are top experts; they wouldn’t fall so easily.” Ji Qian quickly countered. She wasn’t just comforting herself but also boosting morale.
“There are lots of footprints on the road. It seems the opponents have already descended the mountain, so the two of them should have gone down too. Let’s follow this small path, slowly advance there.” Ji Qian directed the group towards the foot of the mountain. Dressed in white, they were perfectly camouflaged in the snowy landscape.
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Yanjing.
“Mr. Zheng, why are you sitting here?” Ji Tao asked after returning from practicing Tai Chi, finding Zheng Ji still seated in the conference hall, with a solemn expression.
“Mr. Ji, it’s quite embarrassing. I seem to have angered Miss Ji.” Zheng Ji stood up and bowed, looking a bit awkward.
“Now I understand. My daughter’s character is stubborn; I should be the one to apologize to you.” Ji Tao clasped his hands in apology, bowing slightly. “It’s my mistake to have asked you to meet her.”
“There’s no need to apologize, Sir. I was the one being impolite and offended Miss Ji.” Of course, Zheng Ji could not let Mr. Ji apologize to him. He needs Ji Tao’s assistance for many matters, even if he felt wronged by Ji Yu, he couldn’t afford to offend Ji Tao.
What intrigued Zheng Ji was Ji Yu’s unpredictable temperament. Even though he prided himself on being observant, he couldn’t fathom her thoughts. That girl seemed a bit neurotic, or perhaps had suffered a head injury as a child. Her moods were erratic. Naturally, Zheng Ji wouldn’t foolishly inquire directly. Now, if Ji Tao would be willing to approach Ji Yu for him, that wouldn’t be bad.
“Unfortunately, Qian’er isn’t home; she might have been able to answer your questions.” Ji Tao said flatly, suddenly smiling and changing the topic. “Tell me, did she make things difficult for you?”
“Mr. Ji, it wasn’t so much difficulty, but Miss Ji’s temper seems somewhat…” Zheng Ji was lost for words. He really wanted to say “unreasonable,” but he couldn’t point out a daughter’s flaws in front of her father.
“Yu’er has been spoiled by me since childhood, and her nature is wild. Not many in the dandy circle dare to challenge her, which led to her growing undisciplined. It’s my fault.” Ji Tao sighed softly.
“Mr. Ji, Miss Ji’s straightforwardness and candor are quite rare.” Zheng Ji refrained from sharing his feelings. He couldn’t complain when he needed help.
“Haha, and how do you feel about her?”
“Ah.” Zheng Ji was puzzled by this question, wondering why Ji Tao asked, and whether it sounded like… an arranged meeting.
“Haha, Mr. Zheng, there is something I’ve been keeping from you.” Ji Tao suddenly laughed, “Two days ago, I personally visited the Zheng Family and met with your father.”
“What, you’ve seen my father already?” Zheng Ji stood shocked, his voice raised several pitches.
“This matter isn’t known to Mr. Zheng or what you called those ‘black sheep’ of your family. After all, no one would pay attention to an old man traveling to the East Sea.”
“I didn’t expect Mr. Ji had met with my father. Then why…”
“I didn’t delve much into the family’s internal struggles with your father. We discussed other topics.” Ji Tao spoke mysteriously, “I wonder if Mr. Zheng is interested in my daughter.”
“What.” Zheng Ji’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Ji Tao and his father intended to match him with Ji Yu?
“Mr. Zheng, don’t be so surprised. My daughter is straightforward, sincere, and quirky, while you are steady and reliable. A marriageable young man and woman—what’s wrong with being together?” Ji Tao persuaded directly with “brainwashing,” leaving Zheng Ji speechless. From his tone, Zheng Ji detected that his father approved, even supported, this matter. Indeed, family alliances have always been a way to maintain the family’s big picture and external relations. Although such marriages centered on purpose and interests bring many troubles, one thing is undeniable: if the alliance happened, it would benefit both Zheng Li and Zheng Ji himself without any harm. Once allied, the Ji Family would fully assist, providing external support for Zheng Ji to quickly “clean” internal dissent within his family. Moreover, having an ally in Yanjing would make opposing forces wary.
Zheng Li had no reason to refuse; rather, he had a hundred reasons to support it.
In fact, Ji Yu was quite beautiful, bearing a resemblance to Ji Qian, both were beauties, just with a willful character. But Zheng Ji seemed to understand now why Ji Yu gave him a hard time when they first met; perhaps she disliked “arranged marriage” while bothered by her father Ji Tao, she could only try to scare Zheng Ji away. As long as Zheng Ji was unwilling, the wedding wouldn’t happen.
“I appreciate Mr. Ji’s intentions, but… this marriage is no trifling matter; I’d like to consider further.” Zheng Ji couldn’t agree immediately nor reject directly, so he had to put it off for now.
“Of course. There are many fun places in Yanjing; stay a few more days, Mr. Zheng.”