Chapter 74: A Beauty Is Not Lent Out
Su Yifan's expression was very sincere, without a hint of any joking component.
The more this happened, the more the young man in white felt he had been greatly insulted.
The young man took a step back and watched as the two security guards slowly opened the iron gate, still glaring at Su Yifan with an angry face.
Su Yifan didn't understand why the other person suddenly became so indignant. He thought he was just delivering something, but after only a few words, he unexpectedly provoked an irritable young man into anger, which seemed a bit too unjust.
"Hand it over to me and you can leave."
The young man in the white suit finished speaking, and the two security guards who had been lazy just now began to slow down their movements. The pace of opening the iron gate became heavy, and their eyes instantly turned sharp.
Su Yifan glanced at the two security guards who suddenly became spirited and alert, hesitated for a moment, then shifted a few steps to the side.
A young man in a white suit shouted at two security guards in English: "Take away the necklace from this person's hand."
Su Yifan did understand this sentence, he turned his head and glanced at Oola.
"Mr. Ouyang, in America, even if someone breaks into a private residence and is killed, will they still be found not guilty?"
Oola understood Su Yifan's meaning and nodded.
Su Yifan retreated a short distance and stood at the door, looking at the two burly security guards.
"Then let's stand a little further apart."
The young man in white standing in the courtyard can only stare blankly, if he rushes out of the gate and gets into a fight with security guards, it would be a completely different story. Just like those people demonstrating at the entrance of big companies, they can only call the police after rushing into the company, but if they just stand at the entrance... there's nothing much that can be done.
"I want to hand it over to Mrs. Yang in person." Su Yifan stood far away and repeated again, "My classmate said this matter is very important, please help inform her."
The young man in the white suit still had a nervous and angry expression, glared at Su Yifan for a few seconds before shouting decisively: "Jack, go get that kid's necklace back for me."
The young man surprisingly said this in Chinese. The sturdy white man who had just started the electric car for the young man seemed to have understood, and quickly walked towards Su Yifan.
Su Yifan felt that he had really gained a new perspective. Compared to the young man in white standing before him, Chen Xin was absolutely a good boy.
"What I said won't be repeated." The young man stood in the courtyard with a loud shout, "You leave your things behind and get out of here. I can pretend nothing ever happened."
A sturdy white man had walked up to Su Yifan's face, and that oppressive feeling finally made Su Yifan understand one thing.
The more actual combat experience one has, the better.
Su Yifan could feel the strong pressure emanating from this man, a kind of aura that filled people with fear and was only possessed by those who had experienced countless real battles.
In comparison, Su Yifan was just a young man who had only recently learned how to fight with others. He was very aware of the gap between himself and the man in front of him.
Seeing Su Yifan's hesitant expression, the anger on the white suit youth's face was finally reined in, replaced by deep disdain and complacency.
"How could Olivia choose someone like you to deliver things for her?"
A sturdy white man walked up to Su Yifan's face, grinning and showing a mouthful of white teeth, and surprisingly spoke in Chinese.
"Son, I don't want to hurt you."
Su Yifan didn't even have time to say anything before a figure blocked his way.
"Back off."
Ou La took off her sunglasses, her face still cold and expressionless, and instructed Su Yifan without looking back.
Su Yifan was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Aurora teacher, this is my business, shouldn't bother you."
Oola stared at the white man who was a head taller than her and said coldly, "I promised Miss Su to protect you."
The white man with flame tattoos smiled again: "Beautiful miss, I don't want to hurt you. A beauty like you should be held in one's arms and cherished, not standing in front of me like this."
Oola gazed at the white man and said coldly, "What kind of master has what kind of bodyguard."
The young man in white heard Oola's sarcasm and his face suddenly became even more unsightly: "Paulo, you must teach these two a lesson."
A white man named Paul raised his hands: "OK, OK! Mr. Wang, I will definitely satisfy you."
Before the words had fallen, Paul's hand had already reached out towards Oola's neck!
Su Yifan didn't expect this person to be so decisive, without any hesitation. Perhaps this is the difference between a professional violent person and an ordinary person, they don't need to make psychological preparations or have any reason to take action. Just like workers doing their job, Paul thinks that using violence to teach someone a lesson is not a big deal.
Even if the opponent is a woman.
Unfortunately, Oola was no ordinary woman.
Just as Paul reached out to touch Euler, Euler's right arm rose without warning, pulling back and then stretching forward, landing a punch in the center of Paul's forearm.
A loud "bang" sound was heard by almost everyone in the room, followed by a series of heavy blows.
The next second, Euler's left hand had already pushed against Paul's chest.
Just like before when training, Su Yifan pushed him countless times.
Paul grunted and before he could even react, his whole body was already airborne, heavily crashing down behind the iron gate.
Su Yifan felt like he was going crazy.
Paul's weight was estimated to be over 200 pounds. Oola just pushed him like that, and he actually flew up like in a movie special effect!
If Oola were to push herself a bit harder... Su Yifan felt that thinking about it carefully was too frightening, he decided to be more respectful of Oola from now on.
Not just Su Yifan was stunned, but also the three people standing in the courtyard were stunned.
Paul can be considered one of the top three heavyweight bodyguards in this mansion, with an annual salary higher than that of the US President's personal bodyguard. How could he be knocked flying by this woman without even being able to fight back? What kind of person is she?!
Ou La stood still, her icy gaze sweeping over the white-suited young man and the two men who had whistled at her earlier.
The three old men immediately felt tremendous pressure.
Violence is indeed an effective way of intimidation.
Paul, who was knocked flying by Oola, choked for a few seconds and lay on the ground before getting up. When he looked at Oola again, his eyes were completely different from before.
"Who are you?"
Eula didn't care about Paul's problem at all, her gaze finally fell on the young man in white suit.
"Do I need to repeat what I just said?"
What Euler said is what Su Yifan emphasized earlier, that he must hand it over to Mrs. Yang in person.
The young man in white stared at Oola with a scowl on his face, his anger almost boiling over.
"Everyone who is worthy, come to the gate!"
Snatching a walkie-talkie from a security guard beside him, the young man in white almost gnashed his teeth as he shouted out these words.
"That's enough!"
At this time, a voice came from behind the garden wall in the distance. Su Yifan followed the sound and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a pale white long dress walking slowly to the door.
Ou La put his sunglasses back on after seeing the woman, retreated to Su Yifan's back and said in a voice that only he could hear: "The Mrs. Yang you're looking for."
Su Yifan was surprised: "Is she very famous?"
Euler nodded, but didn't say much more.
As Su Yifan drew closer, he realized that this woman was so beautiful. Although time had left faint marks on her face, it couldn't hide her outstanding appearance. Even in an era where perfect photos edited by Photoshop were easily accessible, Su Yifan couldn't help but admit that the middle-aged woman in front of him hardly needed any retouching.
Her face, lightly made up with powder and rouge, wore an air of calm that inspired admiration. The woman's hair was piled high on her head, simple yet elegant, as she gazed at Su Yifan with a somewhat strange expression.
Seeing the woman walk out, the young man in white suit was still furious: "Auntie, my cousin let this person deliver the necklace to you, what does she mean by this?"
Cousin sister!!!
Su Yifan felt that the last time he heard this old-fashioned term was when he watched the classic movie "The Eagle Shooting Heroes" with his classmates, where Leslie Cheung played the role of Hong Qi and kept calling Joey Wong "sister".
Nowadays, few people would specifically call a girl "biao jie", and they are all uniformly called "mei mei". Perhaps the more traditional the circle of overseas Chinese is, the more such traditional terms are preserved.
Mrs. Yang remained calm and said lightly: "Since Bingbing had someone send things to me, they are guests, you should be more polite."
The young man in white suit was still unhappy, but after hearing Mrs. Yang's words, he could only lower his head and retreat behind her.
Taking a closer look at Mrs. Yang, Su Yifan could see that she and Yang Bingbing shared many similarities in appearance.
Is Mrs. Yang the mother of Yang Bingbing? Endless gossip and melodrama flashed through Su Yifan's mind, and he felt that taking on this task of delivering things was a bit impulsive. It seems that this thing is still entangled with many things like the grudges of the wealthy families.
"Hello, Mrs. Yang." Since the person in front of her looked so much like Yang Bingbing, Oola confirmed that she was indeed Mrs. Yang, and Su Yifan felt it unnecessary to verify her identity again.
"Are you a classmate of Bing's?" Mrs. Yang spoke in an extremely gentle and amiable tone, also sizing up Su Yifan, "Bing seems to trust you quite a bit."
Su Yifan felt that there was another meaning behind Mrs. Yang's words, and he replied in a measured tone: "It is only natural for classmates to trust each other."
Mrs. Yang nodded: "You're right, thank you very much. As for Wang Fang's rude behavior towards you just now, I apologize to you."
Su Yifan didn't know what attitude to use when facing Mrs. Yang, he wasn't clear about the composition of other people's families and interpersonal relationships, and always felt that it was complicated.
Su Yifan felt that he didn't want to stay in this place for another minute, so he took out the box from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Yang.
"This is Yang Bingbing asked me to give you."
Mrs. Yang took over the necklace box and opened it to see the ruby necklace worth a city.
The moment she saw the necklace, Su Yifan noticed that Mrs. Yang's face turned very gloomy. The smile on her face, which had been elegant and smiling just a moment before, was gone. She grabbed the necklace and stared at it for a few seconds, then pressed it against her own chest, asking in a trembling voice: "Does Ice have anything to say to me?"
Su Yifan shook his head: "No, she just asked me to deliver something over."
Mrs. Yang grasped the necklace and took a deep breath, her eyes seeming to flash with tears, but she finally held back.
"Thank you..."
Su Yifan could tell that Mrs. Yang was probably thinking of something sad, and he felt awkward standing there, so he hastily said: "Mrs. Yang, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Mrs. Yang had not spoken yet, when the young man in white suit standing behind jumped out and said: "Humph, you hit someone and think you can just walk away like that?"
Su Yifan didn't respond, but instead it was Yang Furen who suddenly spoke up with a sorrowful expression: "Wang Fang, what I said is useless now, isn't it?"
Mrs. Yang's voice was laced with anger and the dignity of long-held power. The young man in white, Wang Fang, heard this and his whole body shook: "Auntie, no... they just beat someone up..."
"Do you think I won't watch the surveillance? Your cousin's decision is her own, even if you're unhappy, you can't take it out on others."
Scolded by Mrs. Yang for two sentences, Wang Fang didn't dare to say anything else, except for throwing a vicious glare at Su Yifan, he couldn't do anything else.
Su Yifan didn't want to waste any more words here, nodded at Mrs. Yang and said: "Then I'll take my leave."
Mrs. Yang smoothed out her emotions in an instant and smiled slightly at Su Yifan: "Still, thank you, I wish you a happy time in the US. If there's any trouble, feel free to give me a call."
Mrs. Yang finished speaking and took out a business card from her handbag, handing it to Su Yifan. On the card, Su Yifan saw a phone number and a Chinese name with no description.
Mrs. Yang turned around and left, leaving Wang Fang still standing in place staring at Su Yifan who refused to leave.
"This beautiful lady, I don't know how much your bodyguard's annual salary is, but I can offer you double the price." Wang Fang still didn't give up and directly targeted Oola.
Su Yifan, who was about to turn around and leave, looked at Oola with a smile and asked: "Classmate, do you know the principle that beautiful women are not lent out?"
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Thank you all for your red tickets and support. Old friend Jiuyue Yun also came to join in the fun, thank you so much! Long time no see, hope you're still as handsome as before...