The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

The Gilded Nightclub.

The famous young masters of Ningcheng all came here to see Yu Bosen off. He will be returning to the Foreign Affairs College the day after tomorrow. City B is quite a distance from Ningcheng. At this age, everyone is busy with their own things. Some are sent by their families to work at the grassroots level, while others have more open-minded parents or other brothers who are pursuing official careers, so they can choose their own path. It is difficult for everyone to get together.

Yu Shao chose a major he was interested in when he went to school, and now he's going to the Foreign Affairs University, following the path his family had planned for him.

After a few drinks, everyone gradually opened up to each other.

After pouring out their hearts, they started gossiping.

"Young Master Yu, school starts in September, why did you take leave and come back last week?"

Yu Bosen leaned back lazily on the sofa, one hand outstretched on the high cushion, his well-defined fingers tapping lightly as he chuckled, "I don't miss you guys."

The crowd burst into laughter, disbelieving.

Yu Bosen didn't explain further, and everyone started guessing, remembering a major event that had recently happened in Ningcheng that was related to the Xing family.

"Young Master Yu, you didn't come back because of the Xing family, did you? We know you're brothers with Mr. Kuang of Chaoye Technology, so how did you get involved with the head of the Xing family?"

"Nonsense." Yu Bosen picked up the cigarette pack on the table and threw it over. "That's my brother Xing."

Everyone clicked their tongues, a hint of envy in their eyes.

Knowing that Xing Yanzhao would ultimately be the winner, they would definitely try to befriend him as early as possible. As the saying goes, having more friends means having more options. For people of their social class, having more friends means having more benefits, which can help the entire family.

"However, as far as we know, Lin Zhengyu, in his desperation, has kidnapped his adoptive mother, his wife, and his sister, the little princess of the Xing family, right? Why is Young Master Yu meddling in this? You're going too far by extending your affection to everything related to the family."

"Speaking of the Xing family's little princess, I saw her a couple of days ago. She looked distraught, and her car almost crashed into someone. Judging from the direction she was going, was she going to visit someone in prison?"

"I don't know whether to call the Xing family's little princess naive and innocent or stupid; she still went even after being taken hostage..."

dong dong.

Yu Bosen leaned forward, tapped the table with his hand, and his eyes narrowed. "What are you saying?"

The man was stunned.

"You yourself said she's a little princess, but does she have the right to judge her?"

"I……"

"I'm leaving." Yu Bosen got up to grab his coat. "Enjoy your drinks, guys."

Everyone looked at each other.

The man was still puzzled: "What did I say? I was just expressing my feelings, is that not allowed? Xing Yuru is the little princess of the Xing family, not my little princess."

Someone patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Can't you tell? She's also the young master Yu's little princess."

The man was enlightened.

So that's what happened?

Yu Bosen left, and everyone gradually got up and left. Before they even left the nightclub, they saw a familiar figure.

"Is that the young master Yu's little princess? You all need to take a look."

Everyone took a closer look.

It really is.

"How could the young master Yu's daughter end up in a place like this?"

The well-behaved little princess, dressed in a pink cheongsam and a white petticoat, was indeed out of place in the glitz and glamour of the nightclub. She kept peeking out here and there, looking completely bewildered.

"Quickly! Call Young Master Yu!"

"I can't, he's just angry with me."

“I’ll call. Young Master Yu, come back to Liujin again. Your little princess is looking for something here, like a little fairy lost in the noisy city.”

Yu Bosen hurriedly returned, "Where?"

"They went towards the VIP rooms."

"Which room exactly?" Yu Bosen's eyes were urgent. When he heard everyone say they hadn't paid attention, he couldn't help but curse, "Don't you know you're following along?"

"Isn't that stalking?"

Yu Bosen was too lazy to waste words with them and immediately went to find them. The others followed, and now they were no longer worried about being followed.

Outside the private room, Xing Yuru raised her hand and knocked on the door. A woman opened the door from the inside, but only a crack, her body completely obscuring the view inside.

"What's wrong?" His eyes were tense, urging her to hurry up and leave.

Xing Yuru still politely said, "I'm looking for Zou Yating."

"There is no such person." The door slammed shut.

The moment the door closed, she clearly saw a pair of long legs flailing wildly, with a large red birthmark on one leg.

"Yating!"

The door in front of me was already closed.

Xing Yuru knocked on the door urgently, calling Zou Yating's name again and again, ready to call for help, when suddenly a familiar voice came from beside her.

"What are you doing here?" It sounded like an interrogation.

Xing Yuru turned her head and saw that it was Yu Bosen. Before she could explain anything, she asked him to help rescue the person, "Yating is inside, Young Master Yu, please tell them to open the door. Someone inside is bullying Yating!"

"Zou Yating? Your orchestra's principal cellist?"

"Yes!" Xing Yuru grabbed his arm. "Hurry up!"

Without saying a word, Yu Bosen started kicking the door.

The people who came along also started to help, and the door was actually kicked open violently.

The private room was filled with debauchery.

Zou Yating sat slumped on the sofa, her clothes disheveled.

Before Xing Yuru could even see clearly, Yu Bosen pressed her whole body against his chest, her face against his chest, his hand pressing tightly against the back of her head, not allowing her to break free even a little.

The young and old in the private room were all stunned.

Yu Bosen pulled the person out, while ordering someone to rescue Zou Yating inside.

There were quite a few women inside. They asked several times before they found out which one was Zou Yating. They frowned, covered her with their coats, and carried her out.

A man behind them tried to stop them, shouting, "What are you doing! She's my girlfriend! Where are you taking my girlfriend?!"

Upon hearing this, Xing Yuru turned around to argue, "Yating loves you so much, why did you bring her to a place like this? And let them bully her like this!"

"Don't go." Yu Bosen turned her body back. "I'll go."

He turned to the people in the private room who recognized him but not them and said, "My name is Yu Bosen. I've taken the person away. Come find me if you dare."

Before Zou Yating's boyfriend could say anything more, he was pulled back.

"You! You're going to get us all killed! You're fired now!" Everyone quickly left this place of trouble.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw a row of understated luxury cars heading towards the hospital.

Xing Yuru was trembling all over, whether from worry or from being frightened by the scene in the private room. If she was really frightened, Yu Bosen was worried that she might have something serious about her after the series of frights she had experienced in the past week, so he kept a close eye on her condition.

After the doctor came out, Xing Yuru got out of Yu Bosen's arms and asked how the situation was. The doctor looked at this group of young men with a complicated expression.

"Don't leave things lying around in the future," the doctor added, adding that the person was alright, before quickly walking away.

Xing Yuru was taken aback. "What?"

Someone said, "A wine bottle."

Yu Bosen glared at him, telling him not to blurt out everything.

Upon hearing the word "wine bottle," Xing Yuru's hands trembled again, and she immediately went to the ward to see her friend.

Zou Yating lay on the bed like a rag doll, tears streaming down her face. When she saw Xing Yuru, she looked at her with pleading eyes and said, "Don't look, don't look at me..."

"I won't look, I won't look." Xing Yuru turned around.

"Thank you," Zou Yating said hoarsely.

Xing Yuru's eyes immediately welled up with tears. She said, "I won't look. I'll find a caregiver to take care of you. Don't be afraid. I'll lend you my bodyguard too. Don't be afraid."

And I received another broken "thank you".

She lowered her head.

Yu Bosen stepped forward, and Xing Yuru leaned her forehead against him, clutching his clothes with both hands, looking extremely distressed.

After leaving the ward, Yu Bosen said he would take her home.

Xing Yuru was unwilling.

"I'm afraid Ya-ting might do something rash."

"We called a caregiver and bodyguards over."

"Someone has to be with me." Xing Yuru still can't imagine what would have happened if she hadn't received those messy messages from Ya Ting, which seemed to have been randomly pressed and included a location.

After hearing this, Yu Bosen couldn't help but scold her: "Since you knew what happened, why didn't you bring bodyguards? Why didn't you call Brother Xing or me?"

Suddenly startled by Xing Yuru's fierce expression, he stared at her with terrified eyes.

Yu Bosen immediately apologized.

"sorry."

Xing Yuru was taken aback again. "No, it's okay."

“I was in such a hurry at the time that I tried to call someone from the door of the private room.” She explained again, “And my brother was also very busy. Second brother… Lin Zhengyu’s matter will inevitably affect the Xing family to some extent.”

Yu Bosen: "You have more than one older brother."

Xing Yuru nodded: "I'm not close to my second, third, and fourth brothers, not to the point where I call them when I need something. I'm a little bit closer to my fifth brother, just a little bit."

Yu Bosen listened to her talk for a long time, but she never mentioned herself.

"I'm not?"

Xing Yuru blinked. "You're sixth? Sixth Brother?"

"Six my foot." Yu Bosen tapped her on the head. "Fine, call me whatever you want."

"Young Master Yu, don't tell my older brother about my trip to the nightclub tonight."

"Ha, now you know fear."

Xing Yuru thought about it for a moment, and suddenly she wasn't afraid anymore.

“I was just helping a friend. My brother is a loyal friend, so he shouldn’t blame me. Besides, I have my sister-in-law. She will protect me.”

Yu Bosen was speechless.

"I'll take you back, and you can come back tomorrow. She probably doesn't want to see anyone right now."

on the way back.

Xing Yuru asked curiously, "How did you know where I was? And how did you know Yating is the principal cellist? Young Master Yu, do you have a crush on her?"

Yu Bosen stepped on the gas and glanced at her sideways.

"Oh, you guessed wrong." Xing Yuru sat up obediently. "But don't you dislike music and never go to concerts?"

Yu Bosen smiled: "You know me so well, little princess."

Xing Yuru explained, "Fifth Brother said it."

Yu Bosen looked somewhat helpless as he escorted the person back to Binjiang Bay.

When Luo Huai saw that Yu Bosen had brought her back, he wasn't surprised at all. After Yu Bosen left, he asked casually, "Yu Rou, why is it always Young Master Yu who brings you back?"

"Has it happened that many times?"

"Isn't that a lot?"

Xing Yuru thought about it and realized it had happened quite a few times.

"Isn't it always my older brother who asks Young Master Yu to pick me up?"

Luo Huai laughed, "Is Young Master Yu your older brother's driver?"

Xing Yuru shook her head. No.

Yes, if that's not the case, why does Young Master Yu always respond when the eldest brother calls him?