When the boss finished giving her the medicine, Xingyun pretended to be reluctant, patted her chest with promise, raised her face and assured:

"Don't worry! Even if the opponent is the Mafia, as a qualified bodyguard, I won't let you die if I don't die!"

Fu Yichen raised the corners of his lips, and couldn't help rubbing Xingyun's head.

"Will not."

If he didn't die, how could other people hurt the little guy?

Yi Heng, who was driving in front of him, had some doubts in his heart. Why did the boss want to leave so many experts in the gang and not want to find such a young child as a bodyguard, not to mention the strength of the boss, do you still need to find a bodyguard?

Is it because the boss hates women, so he plans to find a successor to train in advance?

But if you think about it carefully, the age difference between Boss and Young Master Nebula is only eight years, and the Boss is still very young. Even if you really want to find a successor, there is no need to be so early.

Although he was puzzled, the cold expression on his face still did not change in the slightest.

He didn't even look back curiously.

However, Young Master Nebula, who is highly valued and cherished by the boss, doesn't seem to know the identity of the boss?

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"You got into a fight at school?"

Fu Yichen, who had eaten at home with Xingyun, took off his jacket, took off his glasses, and put on white gloves again, as if he was planning to go out.

Xingyun nodded.

"First time! A pair of groups! Complete victory!"

Xingyun was sitting on the sofa and playing King Glory. It happened to be a victory. Seeing that Fu Yichen was going out so late, she put down her phone and pulled her hair:

"Are you going to do a mission? Do you need me to protect you? Don't worry, I won't drag you down and disturb you!"

Although she dare not say that her IQ is high enough to be a detective, she must have reached the average IQ of a normal person.

Although the game is very fun, she still needs to protect the boss first so that she can spend more time with salted fish like this.

"Are you sure you want to go?"

Fu Yichen raised his eyebrows.

Xingyun felt that such a big guy was completely different from a big guy with glasses.

Fu Yichen, who was wearing glasses, seemed to have deliberately hidden his edge, and perfectly disguised himself as another modest gentleman who was different, gentle and gentle like jade.

But Xingyun knows that such a big guy is his truest appearance.

Like the coldest and most indifferent sharp blade hidden in the dark, it has the same solemn dignity as the lion, the king of beasts.

It is obvious that the detective is a profession with a radiance bonus, but it seems that it is not the same for the boss.

Xingyun knew that the boss was actually not short-sighted, and his eyesight was even better than hers.

After all, she usually likes to read novels, anime, and comics. When the game is free, she will play and relax, and she can count the number of times the boss touches his mobile phone every day.

In addition to making calls, the bosses rarely touch electronic products.

Xing Yun took it for granted that this was the occupational disease of the boss as a detective.

But why do you take off your glasses when doing tasks?

Is it because you are worried that the glasses may make some noise that will affect the task?

The world of detectives should be fun and exciting, right?

Xing Yun restrained her excitement, solemnly nodded with a solemn expression on her childish and handsome face.

"Go! I'm a competent bodyguard!"

Fu Yichen paused for a moment. After a while, he stretched out his hand to pick up his glasses and put them back on again. Instantly, his stern face softened, and he smiled at Xingyun:

"OK."