Bai Qinghe had not been a bodyguard for Chen Ziran for long, but these past few days were the most fulfilling she had experienced.
Since she could remember, Bai Qinghe felt as though she had been living among poisonous insects, with her memories filled only with fighting and killing.
But now, Bai Qinghe realized that a calm and ordinary life was more meaningful than constant violence.
Although Ye Guichen had poisoned her, there seemed to be no obvious effects.
However, whenever she thought of the Bone-eating Poison that Ning Chengyuan had inflicted on her, her face paled. Hesitating briefly, she walked into the office.
"Mr. Chen, do you have time this evening?" Bai Qinghe tentatively asked.
Chen Ziran looked up with a smile, "Sister Bai, is there something you need?"
Ever since she found out that the seemingly young Bai Qinghe was actually more than ten years older than her, Chen Ziran felt a bit awkward but still respectfully called her Sister Bai.
