The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1718: Escape

"Then you’ll send an army to level the place and kill everyone, won’t you?" Ye Shikai sneered. Mi Wen would definitely do it because He Linghan was there, and Mi Wen would eliminate him quickly. Once He Linghan was dead, maybe Ye Shikai would accept Mi Wen.

Mi Wen didn’t answer, she tacitly agreed. Ye Shikai believed she would keep asking, indirectly probing, until she got an answer. Even if she didn’t, it wouldn’t matter, as Ye Shikai was now under her control.

In the past few days, Mi Wen was on the verge of a mental breakdown every day. The thing she regretted most was not eradicating He Linghan root and branch before the grand wedding.

"Mi Wen, I actually kind of understand you. If it weren’t for Ling’er, I might really have been with you," Ye Shikai murmured, "Now, I might as well tell you a secret."

"Go ahead."

"Actually, I’m not from this era," Ye Shikai continued, "I’m from over two thousand years in the future."

"Ha, do you think I’m a three-year-old?" Mi Wen sneered, "You expect me to believe such ridiculous nonsense."

"It’s true, I’m not lying to you," Ye Shikai knew it wouldn’t be easy to convince Mi Wen, especially about something like this.

"To outsiders, cultivators are as if heavenly beings. I really come from two thousand years later," Ye Shikai tried to explain.

"You investigated me before but couldn’t find any previous records because I didn’t exist in this era, so that’s why you couldn’t find me."

"Everything I’m saying is true, believe me!"

"Whether it’s true or false, what good does it do telling me all this? I won’t let you go," Mi Wen said coldly, seeming uninterested in any of this.

"In my time, I once got married, although we later separated, but..." Ye Shikai took out a phone from his Storage Ring. Ordinarily, a phone would have broken down after a year or two, even without power, but items in the Storage Ring don’t deteriorate, and he hadn’t used it much, so the phone was "as good as new."

He turned on the phone, which contained many photos and numerous memos, all of which he had noted down. After arriving in the Qin Dynasty, many modern memories began to fade, and Ye Shikai realized this, so he made a "backup."

Ye Shikai opened the photo album on the phone and drew out a picture—a wedding photo of him and Su Qingyu. To be precise, it was from when he returned to Yanjing from abroad, and Su Qingyu was very reluctant to marry him. So, during the wedding photo shoot, Su Qingyu wore a cold, expressionless face, not a hint of a smile. Later, when they fell in love, they retook the wedding photos to make up for this regret, and this time, both of them smiled.

It was the first time Mi Wen saw a phone, and she was a bit scared. It seemed to glow on its own, with pictures appearing on it.

"Isn’t this woman Miss He?" Mi Wen asked.

"It’s not her. Look at this attire; it’s what we wore in our time," Ye Shikai pointed out. In the photo, Ye Shikai wore a suit, while Su Qingyu donned a pristine white wedding dress, looking like a Heavenly Maiden.

"So they are two different people, but they look exactly the same."

"That’s right," Ye Shikai nodded, "At that moment, I was illuminated by an unknown light and, in the blink of an eye, arrived in this era, landing near Shangshui Village in He Nei County."

"When I awoke, I found a gang of bandits robbing the villagers, so I helped them. Among them... was Ling’er," Ye Shikai murmured, not noticing Mi Wen’s face turning livid.

"Enough, just because of this, you love her? Am I worse than her?" Mi Wen suddenly shouted, pushing him away. If Ye Shikai hadn’t been prepared, the phone might have been "destroyed."

"This is fate."

"Then our meeting isn’t fate? She just appeared a little earlier than I did," hearing this, Mi Wen felt naturally unhappy, but then again, time travel is already absurd. Encountering a woman identical to his ex-wife after traveling through time? That probability must be nearly zero. Ye Shikai and He Linghan meeting could only be explained by fate.

"Mi Wen, do you really not intend to let me go?" Ye Shikai was silent for a moment before speaking.

"If I can’t have you, I will never let you return to her."

"Alright then," Ye Shikai sighed and looked out the window.

"Stop."

As soon as Ye Shikai spoke, the carriage stopped.

"Who told you to stop?" Mi Wen immediately said after seeing this.

"Reporting to the lord, there’s a group of people ahead blocking the way," replied a guard driving the carriage. At the same time, dozens of guards had already taken defensive positions. It was deep into the night, and there was a curfew, so the common people were not allowed on the streets.

"Who are you? Move aside," a guard approached, trying to disperse the group of black-clad individuals ahead.

Bam, bam, bam.

Suddenly, flames flickered in the dark; the horses were startled, screaming to the sky. This sound was none other than the gunfire Ye Shikai was very familiar with, more precisely, the sound of a submachine gun.

Fifteen hidden guards suddenly took out submachine guns and fired on Mi Wen’s team. The group, unprepared and never having seen such "weapons," even as cultivators, were hit and fell one after another, taking down over twenty people in an instant.

"Rescue the lord."

"Save the lord."

More than a dozen men in black jumped down from the rooftops on both sides, each wielding a short blade, charging into the guards and engaging them. They were all Hidden Guards, well-trained, and had already set the ambush, catching Mi Wen off guard.

"Mi Wen, goodbye."

"You won’t escape."

"Netherworld King Spell—Shadow Clone."

As Mi Wen grabbed Ye Shikai’s arm, another figure dashed out of the carriage. Ye Shikai’s main body jumped out, taking down several guards barehanded.

"Quick, go!" Ye Shikai shouted. More than twenty Hidden Guards took out a "black canister" from their cloaks, pulled the pin, and hurled it towards the convoy. In a few seconds, smoke billowed, enveloping the entire market in white smoke. Mi Wen stepped out of the carriage, but the thick smoke from the smoke grenades obscured everything around her.

When the smoke cleared, the street was silent again. Apart from the twenty or so guards’ bodies on the ground, not a single person was in sight. Ye Shikai and the Hidden Guards had vanished.