I returned back to Beijing with \'my\' train called Ying Jie loves Meng Bao train. It was so embarrassing, thinking that everyone could see my selfie with Meng Bao on the train body.

But this was Meng Bao we were talking about. There was no stopping him from doing absolutely crazy and tacky stuff.

He even hired a literal Michelin chef to stay inside the train whenever I went on a trip. I also ate otherworldly food that didn\'t fit my palate at all because it was just too fancy for me.

Even Mr. Yang wouldn\'t eat this. This is definitely just Madam Yang and Meng Bao\'s preference.

The moment I reached the station, I left the train immediately. I thought I could be free from Meng Bao\'s curse.. But turned out he was well prepared to embarrass me.

Because the moment I stepped out of the train station, I saw a silver Rolls Royce parked in front of the station, complete with bodyguards and Meng Bao\'s secretary standing, waiting for me.

I gulped and tried to stealthily leave the train station. I could just use a bus or train, you know.

But the moment the secretary saw me, she grabbed my hand and said, "Miss Shi Ying, my boss wants us to escort you to your apartment. Please step inside the car. We will have two other cars following to protect you from any harm!"

"I don\'t need that kind of stuff! Do you think I\'m some kind of Big Shot? All I did is copying documents and writing down stuff that my boss talk about!" I tried to deny this kind of treatment. It was just too exclusive and luxurious to my poor ass!

"Miss, you might not be a Big Shot, but you\'re going to marry a Big Shot. It\'s better for your safety, knowing how many enemies that Young Master has."

…

Sometimes, I wonder if it\'s just me or Meng Bao lived in a novel world and dragged me inside that novel. Can I keep my regular life instead? Sometimes, I wished Meng Bao\'s background wouldn\'t be so colorful and extraordinary.

I had to yield in the end, I went inside the car, and they drove me through the city. Only the driver and I were inside the car, and I asked the middle-aged driver, "Sir, have you been working for Yang Menghuo for a long time?"

"Yes, Miss, I\'ve been working for almost twenty years since I was twenty years old until I\'m forty years old now. I was the late Grandma Yang\'s driver before, working in the village when Young Master was still a kid. Then I followed him everywhere until he\'s at this point."

"He allows me to drive you home safely because I\'m the only driver that he trusted. It is my honor to be your driver, Miss," the old driver said.

…

When I was a kid, fifteen years ago, Meng Bao\'s grandma\'s house had many guards, maids, et cetera.

So this guy was one of them.

"What do you think about Meng Bao—I mean, Yang Menghuo himself? Do you think that he is a good man?" I asked.

I thought the driver would try to paint Meng Bao as a hero of some sort, but no.

The driver smiled and replied, "Young Master was very lonely when he was just a kid. Mister and Madam Yang were so busy, they couldn\'t take care of Little Menghuo."

"Since Mister and Madam didn\'t trust nannies after few bad attempts, they decided to put Young Master with Mr. Yang\'s old mother in that village mansion. I met him there, and he was such a gorgeous boy back then and a very handsome and strong man now."

"He is very naive and bratty. But he looks really lonely. Since Grandma Yang is too old to play with him, and he\'s very isolated to other kids."

"Until he met a big girl, older than him. He followed that big girl everywhere like a chick following a hen. And they became very close friends. The guards, maids, and I knew about why Young Master often sneaked out. But we only watched from afar because he looks so happy whenever he was around that girl."

I gulped because I knew which big girl the driver was talking about. I mean, I had the suspicion that Meng Bao must\'ve some guards following him, but Meng Bao was so convinced that he was so stealthy. How could a sheltered boy become so stealthy? I still remembered that his skin would turn red simply because he scratched it.

The middle-aged driver turned his head and smiled at me for a second, "Young Master told me that he has a promise to marry that big girl, and nothing is holding him back. I\'m glad that he finally found you again, Big girl…."

I gasped when he said that, "Y—You know about me?!"

"I knew it from the first glance. Young Master just doesn\'t realize it because he was just ten years old when you two met. But you\'re definitely that big girl," The driver chuckled.

"Miss, I don\'t think I have to explain how ruthless Young Master is to his enemy. Even his presence is so intimidating that many of his business partners or enemies refused to meet him because they got terrified."

"But he is also a savvy businessman, so don\'t think that Young Master got all his money through shady deals. All the enemies he killed are mostly mafias who dare to stop him or attack him first."

For some reason, I still couldn\'t imagine Meng Bao being ruthless. When talking about him, the only thing in my mind was the crybaby who would roll on the ground and throw tantrums if he didn\'t get his hug or kiss.

The contrast that Meng Bao showed in front of me was just staggering compared to his ruthless self. Maybe he just didn\'t want to scare me, which was understandable.

But knowing Alexander Priest\'s reaction to him, it was obvious that Meng Bao was truly scary to other people.

Well…. I wouldn\'t lie that he made me feel special…

We arrived at the parking lot of my apartment. The old driver allowed me to leave, but before I stepped out, he said;

"Please take care of Young Master. He might be made of steel outside, but his heart is as fragile as glass when he is with you. Please handle his heart with care, Big girl."

"… I will, thank you, Sir," I replied.

I went out and then walked to my apartment. I unlocked the door and entered my apartment. It had only been four days, so there was nothing much happening here.

I walked, put my suitcase in my room and went to the kitchen. I was about to store the butter that my mom gave me.

But when I opened the fridge, I saw the whole fridge was filled with butter and milk that definitely came from my family\'s farm, alongside restocked veggies and meat.

I frowned but was not surprised.

I knew just one guy who would do the absolute craziest thing possible… yet, for some reason, I still loved him for all the ridiculous stuff he did.

I dialed Meng Bao again, and he picked up the call in two seconds, "Ying Jie! Did you finally arrive at your apartment safely? Don\'t tell me that my secretary can\'t find you at the train station? I swear if they allowed you to leave unguarded, I will—"

"Hey, stop with that one! They found me and drove me to my apartment! I\'m just calling you because I saw my fridge has been restocked… what the heck is this?" I asked. "Did you trespass my apartment!?"

"Ehe—" Meng Bao looked guilty. He cleared his throat and continued, "Un… Baobao is not trespassing, Jie. We will be husband and wife, right? I\'m just entering my wife\'s apartment to restock the fridge, so you don\'t need to buy anything in the grocery, ehe~."

"… You\'re so ridiculous, you know that, right?"

"Wu… I\'m sorry, I just want to make you happy…." Meng Bao said.

"Aish, what are you doing right now? You\'re still in New York, right?"

"Yes, it\'s still eight in the morning. I\'ll meet with my business partner for a business deal. Please wait for me, Jie. Don\'t forget to cook me when I returned to Beijing," Meng Bao informed. "Oh, do you want me to buy something? I can buy you like… bag, diamonds, or landed house here as a small gift."

…

"Just return to Beijing safely. I will cook something good for you. I also want you to finish your problem with Madam Yang, also let me know if you need my help for that one."

"Hehe, okay, Jie! I will don\'t worry!"

"Good, I need a rest. Meng Bao… I love you."

"Wait—"

Click.

I evilly hung up the call and turned off the phone. I chuckled, full of maliciousness. Meng Bao must\'ve been restless after I said that.

"Hehe, go make good money for the family, Meng Bao."