Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Once there were a few reckless guys who tried to pursue Xue Man, and they ended up getting beaten up by her at the stadium. Since then, they scurried away like mice seeing a cat whenever they saw her, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Now someone actually dared to pursue Xue Man and even succeeded. This person is definitely a true warrior, a real man.

Feeling the admiring gazes around him, Lu Tianxing broke out in a cold sweat. Just how fierce is Xue Man at school? Otherwise, why would even those gazes filled with surprise and admiration lack a hint of envy when she gets a boyfriend? Just how fierce must she be to scare a bunch of guys like this?

He even felt like he was doing society a favor.

“Minister Xue… you’re here, huh. Don’t just stand there, come and sit down.” A somewhat handsome, muscular guy stood up from the sofa the moment Xue Man walked in, pointing at his seat and speaking nervously, completely lacking his usual muscular bravado.

Xue Man, former head of the martial arts club, had taught countless people a lesson under her authority. One could say Xue Man was a legendary figure in the FD University martial arts club.

“Huang Xiao, you’re doing well. It seems my efforts in the martial arts club weren’t wasted on you. I heard you’re now the head coach of the national martial arts team?” Xue Man said smilingly at the muscular man in front of her.

“Minister Xue, please… don’t mock me. How can my achievements compare to yours? Besides, didn’t you teach me well?”

Hearing Xue Man’s words, the muscular man gave a bitter smile. However, his eyes held a hint of recalling unpleasant memories. The so-called “training” from Xue Man meant being used as a punching bag, but it was an effective method. Over four years of college, his skills improved rapidly; otherwise, he wouldn’t have become the head coach of the national martial arts team.

“Tch, Huang Xiao, stop flattering her. What’s so great about Xue Man, anyway? She’s just a lousy head of security. How can she compare to you, the head coach of the national martial arts team?”

Just then, a voice filled with disdain and sarcasm chimed in from the side. A woman around 25 or 26 years old stepped out from the crowd. Her face had that typical internet celebrity look; under the lights, it gave a plump, collagen-filled impression. Wearing a thick layer of foundation, she exuded an arrogant aura, glancing at Lu Tianxing and Xue Man with contempt and a noticeable smirk.

Lu Tianxing only gave her a brief glance before withdrawing his gaze. Sure, he liked beautiful women, but not the kind with internet celebrity faces, and he really disliked women artificially enhanced. With a quick glance, he could easily tell that this woman’s face had undergone at least five or six surgeries, including the supposedly E-cup Holy Maiden Peak, which was fake.

Hearing this woman speak, Xue Man’s face instantly flashed with annoyance, coldly retorting, “I’m talking to my protégé, where did you come from? What business is it of yours? Get lost, or believe it or not, I’ll ruin that face of yours with one slap.”

Upon hearing Xue Man’s words, the woman showed a flicker of fear on her face, instinctively taking a step back. But when she saw the undisguised sarcasm in Xue Man’s eyes, a flicker of anger rose in her heart, and she taunted, “Xue Man, I ask, besides your violence, what else do you have? Your taste in men isn’t so great either, opting for this guy, who’s just like you, a security guard!”

As she spoke, she looked at Lu Tianxing with disdain, scanning him up and down with visible contempt.

Hearing her words, Lu Tianxing felt a wave of irritation. He really wanted to say to this woman, “Whether I’m a security guard or not is none of your damn business.”

However, before Lu Tianxing could respond, Xue Man broke in, saying, “Whether my man is a security guard is none of your concern, but I know your man is probably just a passenger! One passenger after another, coming and going all day. Am I right, Bai Jingjing?”

“That’s bullshit.”

Hearing Xue Man’s blunt words, a shadow passed over Bai Jingjing’s face.

“One passenger gets on, one passenger gets off. Xiao Man, aren’t you just describing a bus? But how can a person be a bus?” Lu Tianxing suddenly chimed in from the sidelines, feigning confusion as he looked at Xue Man.