The reborn paranoid male protagonist is crazy again

117 Chapter 5
If it wasn't for his eyes being covered with a layer of ice slag, looking up, his eyes would be as deep and cold as the surface of a frozen lake.

Ye Luo almost thought that Zhong Jinping from the previous life had also returned.

Ye Luo calmed down her breathing, and there was no other turmoil in her heart except for the faint anger, "Patriarch, the task I received is to go to the northern border."

5 minutes ago, Ye Luo received a notification that the mission was canceled and left in the imperial capital to wait.

"The mission has been cancelled." Zhong Jinping took a sip of the liquid in the glass unhurriedly.

"Why?! Didn't you always want me to be transferred away from the imperial capital?" Ye Luo was astonished and furious, even honorific words were useless in her desperation.

Zhong Jinping frowned slightly, but quickly let go, as if he didn't care about her rudeness, "Didn't you always want to stay by my side? As you wish."

Ye Luo clenched her fist tightly, and the blood vessels on the back of her hand protruded one by one. She almost couldn't help but punched her fist, "Master..." Ye Luo took a deep breath, trying her best to convince the person in front of her A moody man who suddenly changed his mind, "The Mani family in the north is ambitious, and their intention to split the empire is immortal. Over the years, the Mani family has repeatedly provoked the empire by controlling several important mine veins. Please agree to send me to the north. If you are willing to issue a military order, you will surely relieve the empire from the worries of civil strife and division, and regain those few mine veins for the empire!"

Zhong Jinping held the transparent glass with his slender and beautiful fingers, the red liquid inside was swaying slightly, and the light aroma of the wine permeated. He really lost interest in tasting wine, and looked at Ye Luo coldly: "I said, The northern border mission is cancelled, I have another candidate, you stay in the imperial capital."

Ye Luo was really not reconciled: "Patriarch..."

"Snapped!"

The glass in his hand suddenly shattered and fell to the ground, and the red wine in the glass flowed down the fingers of his palm.

Zhong Jinping's eyes were cruel and cold: "Ye Luo, who gave you the right to disobey my orders?"

Zhong Jinping looked at Ye Luo. If Ye Luo applied to be transferred to the northern border at first, he just felt inexplicably irritated and uncomfortable, but his reason still made him nod in agreement.

Until the way she looked at him became calm and indifferent, without light and flame.In addition to being irritable, Zhong Jinping also had an inexplicable panic, as if losing something important would make him more anxious and irritable, and he couldn't wait to reach out and grab something.

He lost his temper.

Except when Zhong Jinping was six years old, he accidentally heard his father say that he would hand over the position of patriarch to his elder brother, he had never felt this way.

This feeling made him very vigilant and subconsciously resisted.

The corners of Ye Luo's mouth were tense, her chest heaved violently, she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Zhong Jinping suddenly got up from the sofa, stepped forward with long legs, and came to Ye Luo in a few steps, looking down at her, "Ye Luo, don't forget your identity!"

Ye Luo didn't go to Chengbei in the end.

The next day, Ye Luo, who had not slept all night, had two dark circles under her eyes, her expression was pale and haggard.

Mo Jue was going to sneak her off to the plane, but he heard the news early in the morning.

The head of the family canceled the dispatch of Ye Luo to the northern border to carry out the mission, and a new transfer order came down.

The owner's personal bodyguard, the kind who stays with her 24 hours a day.

Mo Jue: "..."

He still remembered that when Ye Luo first graduated from the training camp and came to Zhong's house, her biggest dream was to become the bodyguard who would protect the Patriarch every step of the way.It's a pity that her strength is only a bodyguard. A hunting queen who walks in the dark and can kill people silently is more suitable to be a dagger that hides in the dark and sees blood sealing her throat.

Every time a task is completed, even the future treatment of the wound, she can't wait to run to the owner to ask for credit. No matter how serious the injury is, the black eyes are shining brightly, like a dog trying to please the owner. After solving this metaphor, I often had a fight with him.But...it's still very similar!Most of the time, Mo Jue couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Now, looking at Ye Luo who was pale and frowning, Mo Jue didn't know whether to thank her or comfort her.

"You... Is this the fulfillment of your wish?" Mo Jue blinked.

Without saying a word, Ye Luo kicked her directly.

Mo Jue nimbly avoided taking a step back, "I'm going, are you really angry? Didn't you always want to stay with the Patriarch?"

Ye Luo was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Do you think he is cheap?"

Although they didn't name them directly, who couldn't tell who Ye Luo was talking about?
Mo Jue was so startled that the soles of his feet slipped, he quickly looked around, not letting go of the bushes and flower stands, and after confirming that there were only the two of them around, he patted his chest and glared at Ye Luo, deliberately lowering his voice a little: "Hong Luo Luo, I remember that the last person who scolded the Patriarch had his legs broken by you, why, are you going to perform a self-broken legs for me?"

Ye Luo sighed softly, turned around and left without speaking.

Mo Jue stared at her back, the frivolous and casual look on his face was completely restrained, his gray eyes were gloomy, and after a long time, he also sighed and frowned.

What is this.

Zhong's house, restaurant.

A wide variety of meals are placed on the dining table, causing people to slander. The servant is quietly bringing the last fruit to the table, and then bows and retreats. The whole process is silent, as if performing a pantomime.

In the huge restaurant, apart from the servants, only Zhong Jinping sat alone. He turned a blind eye to the rich food in front of him, and his slender fingers slid across the display screen in front of him, replying to his subordinates' messages.

When Ye Luo walked in, she deliberately lowered her footsteps, stepping on the soft carpet with almost no sound.

"You're late." Zhong Jinping raised his head slowly as if he had noticed it a long time ago, and looked at Ye Luo, his long and narrow red eyes revealed a little displeasure, and the corners of his eyes were slightly drawn back sharply.

Ye Luo looked like a robot with no emotion, respectfully said: "This subordinate has neglected his duties, please forgive me."

Zhong Jinping: "..."

Inexplicably a little depressed.

Zhong Jinping: "What are you doing standing so far away? Come here!"

Ye Luo: "...Yes."

She strode up behind him, stood straight and looked straight ahead, neither humble nor overbearing, completely looking like a loyal bodyguard on business.

Zhong Jinping: "..." That indescribable, inexplicable and sudden feeling of depression surged up again.His eyes were a little cold, and the air around him seemed to have become stagnant and oppressive.

The servants around who noticed this change dared not say anything, and lowered their heads.

Ye Luo seemed to be unaware, still staring straight ahead with a cold gaze, acting like a bodyguard.

The mind is completely empty, and the thoughts are far away.

If she doesn't go to the northern border, she will change her plan. It is best to contact Ellie and cooperate with the Nora family, but unlike her previous life, Ellie is still the wife of the original family, as well as the Civilian Rebel Army and Leiter instructor...

Ye Luo frowned for a while and then relaxed, and the corners of her mouth tensed and then relaxed, although the change in expression was very small, almost inaudible.But with a little attention, it can be seen that Ye Luo is obviously absent-minded.

Zhong Jinping could see Ye Luo's expression behind him without turning his head. He looked at Ye Luo's restless face reflected in the corner of the screen, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

The aura that seemed to be about to kill was revealed little by little, the faces of the servants around were pale, their bodies trembled subconsciously, and the air became quieter and more oppressive.

Only then did Ye Luo realize the anger on his body, she came back to her senses, and took a step back with her sensual feet, a little further away from Zhong Jinping.

Zhong Jinping: "..."

He bit his back molars hard, his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

"You..." Zhong Jinping held back his anger and turned his head to speak, when a burst of crisp footsteps came in from the door.

Yuan Rourou wore a white lace knee-length dress, stepped on a pair of swaying high-heeled shoes and walked in gracefully, with long hair reaching her waist and a beautiful face.Her lips were as red as flowers, and her face became paler and weaker. There was always a stubbornness in her violet-like eyes, like an innocent little girl who was persecuted by evil forces.

Zhong Siya, who followed behind her, followed her respectfully like a little follower, with a flattering smile on her face, and she was so low that she didn't know what she was talking about.

The anger on Zhong Jinping's face faded away in an instant, and he looked back at the person who came, his brows and eyes were deliberately soft, and he said softly, "Rou Rou."

This euphemistic and intimate name...Ye Luo raised her eyebrows and let out a sarcastic snort in her heart.

Yuan Rourou raised her chin high as usual, without looking at him directly, she snorted softly from her nostrils, her posture was arrogant.

With a look of indifference, and indulgent and doting eyes, he got up and went over to the gentleman to pull out the chair for Yuan Rourou.

The only one who can enjoy the treatment of the imperial devil is Yuan Rourou, the noble and elegant daughter of the Yuan family.

If it was the original Yeluo, she would definitely be jealous, and her heart and eyes would be sore and painful.

It's a pity that Ye Luo is now, and the three generations are nearly a hundred years old. She has loved and lived out her life regardless of everything, and finally forgave for various reasons... Her old man has seen everything through, and her heart is as stable as an old dog without any waves. , and even find it a bit ironic and funny.

Especially when Yuan Rourou sat down, Zhong Jinping gently and affectionately brushed back a strand of her hair hanging down her cheeks, and inadvertently glanced at Ye Luo's direction from the corner of her eye.

Ye Luo: Hehe.

Yuan Rourou's heart skipped a beat. Although Zhong Jinping had been kind to her before, but most of them were superficial, and he had never been intimate. Could it be that he was finally successfully trained by him?
Yuan Rourou endured a sense of ecstasy, her face was still tense, and Zhong Jinping deliberately dodged when his fingers brushed her cheeks, as if he couldn't dodge it, biting her delicate lips with humiliation.

Zhong Jinping withdrew his hand, sat down next to her, took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers naturally, "Let's eat, this is a soup made from purple fruits brought by air from the south."

Yuan Rourou's cold face eased a lot.

Seeing this, Zhong Siya hurriedly said, "Sister Rou Rou, how kind is Big Brother to you, purple fruit only grows in Liuli City in the south, and it needs to be cooked within three hours after being picked, and it takes at least three hours to transport it by air from Liuli City to the Empire." Two hours... I really envy Sister Rou Rou, who can have such an infatuation with big brother..." Zhong Siya flattered the usual Balabala, and pulled into the relationship between the two of them.

Whether Zhong Siya, Miss Zhong Wu, can live a good life depends entirely on Zhong Jinping's mood.Zhong Jinping was too hard to please, and he didn't know when he would suddenly offend him for no reason, so Zhong Siya simply retreated and tried to flatter Yuan Rourou by curving to save the country.

In the past, although Zhong Jinping was a little too noisy, he didn't say anything because of Yuan Rourou's face.

But for some unknown reason, Ye Luo's blackness and calm suddenly flashed in Zhong Jinping's mind, as if it was Hei Ye's eyes that had extinguished the last light.

He glanced coldly at Zhong Siya who was still chattering: "Shut up!"

Zhong Siya choked in the middle of her sentence and hiccupped a series of times. Zhong Jinping's sudden cruel eyes frightened her pale.

Yuan Rourou was also taken aback, relying on his favor, she put down the spoon in her hand heavily, "Zhong Jinping! What do you mean?!"

He lost his temper again.

Zhong Jin's complexion was dark and gloomy, and he frowned vigorously, the arcs at the end of his eyes were as sharp as knives.

Yuan Rourou was still complaining aggrievedly, Zhong Jinping had a bad temper, and now he was not in the mood to comfort her, so he got up with a cold face, picked up the monitor on the table and left the restaurant.

Ye Luo, who had become his personal bodyguard, pursed her lips, stepped out of the shadows, and strode to follow.

At this time, Yuan Rourou, who had a string of teardrops hanging from the end of her eyes, noticed her.

As long as Ye Luo restrains her figure and aura intentionally, even if she stands not far away, a pampered noble lady like Yuan Rourou will never notice her.

But once she came out, unless Yuan Rourou was blind, it was impossible not to see such a living person.

"Why is she here!" Yuan Rourou's eyes widened in astonishment, she completely lost her appetite for the delicious purple fruit soup, and a kind of panic and anxiety that the situation was out of control began to pervade.

"Zhong Siya, didn't you say that this woman was transferred to the north today? Why is she still here?"

Still following Zhong Jinping... Obviously, she is now transferred to Zhong Jinping's side!
Take precautions, I didn't expect this result!Especially when you think that you have achieved your wish and completely relaxed after eliminating hidden dangers... Yuan Rourou's delicate and beautiful makeup is distorted.

Zhong Siya, who had just recovered from the hiccups and stopped hiccupping, was also dumbfounded, "No, this bitch has already left the imperial capital today, why is he by my brother's side?"

Yuan Rourou stared at her with a look like looking at trash: "Are you asking me?"

"Sister Rourou, I'm sorry, I don't know why this happened..."

"Enough!" Yuan Rourou interrupted her impatiently, "Useless trash!" She pushed the tableware away, got up angrily and walked out of the restaurant.

She must find out what's going on!

That commoner slut must not appear beside Zhong Jinping!Or, before Zhong Jinping could react, she would completely provoke and destroy the relationship between the two, otherwise she would really become a joke of the empire!

　In this life, the hero has not been reborn.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)