“Not thinking of sneaking out, are you?”

You immediately stopped as you were about to climb out the window, looking over your shoulder and seeing Jing Yuan, the bodyguard your parents hired.

He was good at his job, and there was nothing denying that. But by god, he was a little too good.

It was as if he could hear the faintest footsteps, and when you think of sneaking out, somehow he’s always there, stopping you.