"Then I'll wait for you at home." Si Yechen didn't force anything and just obeyed the little girl's arrangements.

"You are not allowed to follow me secretly, and you are not allowed to send people to protect me secretly." Ouyan seemed to see through his trick, "Don't think that I don't know what you are planning."

Si Yechen didn't expect the little girl to be so smart and guessed it right away.

He smoothly held her in his arms, looked into her eyes and asked, "Is it dangerous if you don't let others follow you? Are you afraid that I will get involved? Are you worried about me?"

Before Ou Yan could answer, Si Yechen asked again, "Where did the other party come from?"

"I don't know for the moment, but the other party asked for confidentiality." Ouyan was still trying to convince him, "If they find out that I broke my promise and brought a group of bodyguards, and even you, then I will not be able to do business in the future.

Already?"

Si Yechen punished her with a kiss, but he didn't expect that the little girl could speak eloquently with her small mouth.

He turned around and found a black hairpin and pinned it next to her round head.

"This is the latest locator. If you don't move for a long time, or the positioning is abnormal, I will go find you."

Ou Yan didn't expect that he still had such a thing at home. The ordinary-looking hairpin turned out to be a locator.

"It was specially studied." Si Yechen seemed to see her doubts and explained, "For your safety."

"Then I want to thank you very much." Ouyan stood up on tiptoes to kiss him, put her arms around his neck, looked at his worried look, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will be back soon, everything will be fine."

"It's best like this." Si Yechen pressed his forehead against hers again, kissed her lips, and watched her leave, feeling a little reluctant and empty in his heart.

Ou Yan arrived at an old warehouse on the outskirts of Beijing ten minutes early as agreed.

There were more than a dozen bodyguards guarding the outside of the warehouse. When I saw a little girl getting out of the car, I couldn't help but be confused.

"I'll hand over the painting." Ou Yan came to the head of the bodyguard captain and said without changing her expression.

The bodyguard captain looked her up and down and said, "Sorry, go back and tell Yan Mo that the person our husband wants to see is him."

"I am Yan Mo."

The bodyguard captain was in disbelief again and looked at the little girl from top to bottom.

Yan Mo, known as the brush of Asia, the sage of Eastern painting, and a great master in the painting world, is actually a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl??

Who would believe it??

"Sorry, I'm not joking." The bodyguard captain said seriously.

"Me too, I guarantee it will be true."

Seeing that Ou Yan looked very serious and not joking, the bodyguard captain was dubious and went in to report to the gentleman.

After a while, he came out and invited, "Please come in."

Ou Yan was walking into the warehouse door with the painting in hand. Suddenly, the bodyguard captain stretched out a hand to stop her, "I'm sorry, please take off the hairpin from your head."

Ou Yan: Was it discovered so quickly??

"It's safe inside." Seeing that Ouyan made no next move, the bodyguard captain explained, "Our husband will not do anything to you."

"Since I don't know how, it doesn't seem to make any difference whether I wear this hairpin or not."

"Our husband doesn't want others to know his whereabouts. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."

Seeing that he meant no harm, Ou Yan took off the hairpin and handed it to him. The bodyguard captain took it respectfully and made an invitation gesture, "This way, please."

Ou Yan walked into the warehouse. The environment was spacious and bright. There was only a large desk in the middle of the warehouse, which was covered with pens, inks, paper and inkstones. There was no one around, but Ou Yan still found several cameras, some facing the desk and some facing her.
Chapter completed!