Chapter 80 Drag That Bodyguard Out!

Chu Lingshuang’s eyes instantly darkened, a shadow of malice flickering within them. Before Gu Wenxuan could invite her again, she spoke coldly, “If he’s not allowed in, then I won’t be entering either.”

What a joke!

To keep her bodyguard outside and leave her alone in a room with a man? Did she really need to spell out what that meant? Did they really take her, Chu Lingshuang, for a fool?

Meanwhile, Lin Feng grew anxious. Oh no, Miss Chu, please, I really don’t want to go in there and play third wheel! This was a blatant slap in the face for Gu Wenxuan, and a cloud passed over his gaze. Yet he managed a smile and waved at the security guards at the door, “It’s fine. He’s Miss Chu’s personal bodyguard. Let him in.”

“Yes, sir!”

The two guards at the entrance responded at once, gesturing for them to proceed inside.

Lin Feng’s mouth twitched as he grumbled inwardly—so the young master isn’t so tough after all; he gave in that easily? A man can’t succeed without a bit of ruthlessness!

Despite his thoughts, Lin Feng braced himself and followed them in. Once Gu Wenxuan closed the door, he quickened his pace, motioning courteously toward the sofa.

Chu Lingshuang smoothed her waist, her gown’s hem trailing elegantly behind her with the subtle movement, her graceful figure unmistakable.

Gu Wenxuan’s cheeks flushed at the sight, and he instinctively swallowed hard.

Thus, Chu Lingshuang sat upright on the sofa, exuding an air of regal indifference.

Gu Wenxuan hurried to pour tea for her, lifting the glass lid from the delicate desserts arranged on the coffee table and pushing them toward her.

“Knowing Miss Chu would be arriving in person, I didn’t have time to prepare much. Please don’t mind these simple offerings.”

Chu Lingshuang’s eyes swept over them dispassionately; she did not reach for a fork.

What was this—did he expect her to have someone taste the food for her?

Lin Feng, serving as a personal bodyguard for a lady of her stature for the first time, felt rather ill-at-ease. Remembering Liu Tianhan’s warning in the elevator, he eyed the exquisite dishes on the table.

Honestly... this little bit of food wouldn’t even be enough to fill the cracks between his teeth. After he tasted everything, would there even be enough left for Chu Lingshuang?

He hesitated, deciding to wait for her signal.

Chu Lingshuang shifted back, reclining slightly against the sofa cushion. Her posture was languid, yet somehow noble and commanding.

Gu Wenxuan was completely entranced, paying no mind to whether she acknowledged him, and launched into a prepared introduction.

“Miss Chu, I’ll keep this brief. Allow me to introduce myself: my name is Gu Wenxuan. I graduated from the Youth Program at the Capital University at seventeen, then went abroad for eight years of advanced study. I just received my doctorate and returned a week ago.”

Not bad at all. A true overseas doctorate. His family background might not measure up, but academically he was more than a match for Chu Lingshuang, wasn’t he? Lin Feng could only hope this young man would distract her—or even better, sweep her away—so he wouldn’t have to bear her demonic presence alone.

To his surprise, Chu Lingshuang shot Gu Wenxuan a disinterested glance and replied coolly, “Everything you just said is common knowledge.”

In other words, enough with the pointless chatter.

But Gu Wenxuan seemed oblivious, his tone brightening with surprise, “Miss Chu, you’ve already looked into my background?”

Lin Feng: ...

Chu Lingshuang frowned slightly. That single remark had instantly killed any desire she had to continue the conversation.

“Let’s be blunt, Young Master Gu,” she said, her voice icy. “My mother’s exact words were for me to meet the young master of the Gu family. I’m sure you understand what our parents want. Now that we’ve met, I have work to attend to, so I won’t trouble you further.”

She began to rise.

Gu Wenxuan wasn’t about to let such an opportunity slip away. He sprang up too, grabbing her arm.

At once, Chu Lingshuang’s expression turned lethal, a wave of coldness radiating from her.

“What are you doing?!” she demanded sharply, her piercing gaze snapping to Lin Feng.

Startled, Lin Feng suddenly remembered his duty as a bodyguard and moved to intervene, but before he could, Gu Wenxuan released her arm of his own accord.

He apologized profusely, “I’m sorry, Miss Chu, I got carried away.”

He bowed slightly, gesturing back toward the sofa. “Miss Chu, my grandfather also instructed me that, if we ended the meeting so soon, our elders would be disappointed. I suggest we talk a little longer.”

It was a tactful response—he made his intentions clear while still considering the elders’ wishes.

Chu Lingshuang, not wanting to make things difficult for her mother, thought for a moment and finally sat back down.

Gu Wenxuan lowered his head, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes. When he looked up again, his face wore a gentle smile. He thoughtfully pushed the plate closer to Chu Lingshuang.

“You must not have had dinner yet, Miss Chu. Please, have something to eat.”

Indeed, Chu Lingshuang was somewhat hungry and didn’t refuse his hospitality. She glanced at Lin Feng and made a small gesture.

Now that was a proper signal to taste the food.

Lin Feng immediately understood. He stepped forward, picked up a fork, and sampled each dish one by one.

Gu Wenxuan said nothing, merely sipped his tea, smiling as he watched Chu Lingshuang eat from the plates Lin Feng had tested.

She must have been truly hungry. In no time, she polished off every last bite on the table.

During this time, none of them spoke further. Gu Wenxuan took out his phone and busied himself with it, the purpose unclear.

Lin Feng, having sampled the food, stood behind Chu Lingshuang, glancing at Gu Wenxuan in silent exasperation. He had hoped that this promising young man might save him, but after only a few sentences, the fellow was already fiddling with his phone. So this is what an overseas education does? To have such a stunning beauty before him and remain unfazed...

Lin Feng suddenly felt his own self-control was sorely lacking. He ought to learn from this.

As time passed and the meeting seemed to be drawing to a close, Chu Lingshuang prepared to stand up.

But as she rose halfway, her body abruptly went limp!

A sudden heat surged through her, snapping her to attention.

“You put something in the food?!”

At the sound, Lin Feng was stunned. Huh? Something in the food?

He touched his own face, confused—he didn’t feel feverish. Why hadn’t he felt anything?

Gu Wenxuan put his phone down slowly, the warmth gone from his expression, replaced by a roguish smirk as he looked at Chu Lingshuang. “How else was I supposed to make you lower your head, Miss Chu?”

He stood up suddenly, gazing down at her with smug satisfaction. “Don’t blame me, Miss Chu. If you want to blame someone, blame your own family for being so wealthy and powerful—and you, for being a woman.”

His grin widened as he clapped his hands lightly.

Instantly, two men in black, previously hidden in the restroom, burst into the room.

“Drag that bodyguard out!” Gu Wenxuan barked, his voice ruthless. He’d long since had enough of that wretched bodyguard—always hovering like an unwanted chaperone, utterly revolting.

He wore a look of utter confidence as he towered over Chu Lingshuang, who was too weak to stand. Greed and triumph mingled in his gaze as he declared:

“Let’s see how the high-and-mighty heiress of the Chu family, with no antidote and nowhere to turn, will beg me for mercy...”