Liu Xue had stirred up such a huge mess, and having accepted her protection fee, I didn't dare slack off. I contacted Xia Huren and learned he had already set up heavy defenses outside the Galaxy International Hotel. Moreover, Taozi’s snake and rat soldiers had begun protecting Liu Xue, which finally allowed me to sleep soundly.

Around 2 AM, Taozi’s report came back. Since we had no idea who the enemy was beforehand and only learned of them through the information in Liu Xue’s brain after meeting her, our preparations were rather rushed. According to Taozi’s intelligence, the enemy had already infiltrated Kyoto City long before Liu Xue arrived. Given how convenient modern communication is, rounding them all up immediately was impossible.

This meant the future protection assignments would be arduous, certainly not the easy and pleasant task imagined. Necessary precautions must be strengthened; regardless, we couldn't disgrace the Red Dragon. Whether or not I slept with a girl was secondary, but the Red Dragon's reputation was paramount. I might as well call Xiaoyudi and have her prepare a set of defensive gear for Liu Xue. As for the sizing, my brain could measure it directly.

In the morning, I discerned through the wall that Liu Xue was awake. I knocked and brought over the items I had prepared the night before. Liu Xue looked utterly exhausted; it seemed she could stay up late but not wake up early. She opened the hidden door and said to me, "Mr. Zhao, you're up early. What are these things?"

Liu Xue rubbed her eyes and pointed at the items in my hands. I explained, "The anti-gravity shoes I promised you last night, and the specially made bulletproof vest."

"Really? Are they truly anti-gravity shoes? Can they negate Earth's gravity on the body? If I wear them, can I fly?" Liu Xue seemed doubtful, but last night's experience didn't feel like a dream. She had flown countless times, but never like she did last night.

I handed the elegant little leather boots to Liu Xue. "If you don't believe me, try them on. I'll teach you how to use them."

Liu Xue kicked off her slippers. "Fine, but make it quick. My two assistants will be here soon to do my makeup; if they see this, it won't be fun anymore."

I fastened the watch-like controller onto Liu Xue’s wrist and briefly taught her the controls. Liu Xue was too eager and activated it suddenly. Clad only in her pajamas, she shot up toward my head with a whoosh. If I hadn't reacted fast enough to grab her ankles, she might have slammed headfirst into the sumptuously decorated ceiling, potentially even damaging the gilded chandelier.

I looked up, startled, and quickly shut my eyes again. What a sin; through the loose-fitting pajamas, I had seen all the way down past Liu Xue’s neck. Her flat, smooth stomach made the two mounds of flesh on her chest stand out even more prominently. Her ruF was definitely a size larger than Yun Yao’s. Her little bean was so prominent—could a girl’s Yuan experience a morning erection just like a man?

Liu Xue hadn't noticed her exposure at all. She clapped a hand over her mouth, afraid to cry out. She switched off the anti-gravity shoes and fell onto the bed with a thud. "That was terrifying! Luckily you grabbed me, or I would have hit my head and gotten a huge bump."

I said, "True flight requires slow practice. Here, put this garment on close to your skin."

Liu Xue looked at the strange garment in my hand, thin as a cicada's wing, and her face flushed crimson. "Mr. Zhao, what do you mean by this?"

It was indeed awkward, asking a major star to wear sheer clothing—wasn't that perverse? I quickly explained, "Miss Liu, please don't misunderstand my intentions." Seeing a fruit knife on the table, I snatched it up and began hacking wildly at the garment. The table was mangled beyond recognition, yet the clothing remained completely intact. "See? This is a bulletproof vest made from the latest material. It won't be noticeable under your clothes, nor will it interfere with any other outfits you wear. Of course, if you need it, I can provide specific styles; this transparent one isn't the only option. I just chose this style because I feared a formal cut might clash with your filming wardrobe."

Liu Xue said sincerely, "I apologize, Mr. Zhao; I misunderstood your meaning just now. Well, your company's products are indeed excellent. This transparent one will do. If I have special needs in the future, I will contact you. This garment, like the shoes, must be kept secret from others, right?"

I smiled. "Miss Liu, you are very smart. Our company's products are not sold externally; they are for internal use only. However, I checked last night and confirmed that both the Silver Wing Killers organization and the Qinglian Gang have already sent people to hide in Kyoto City. The Silver Wing Killers, in particular, excel at concealing their identities, making it difficult to find them all at once. Therefore, your safety must be prioritized with extreme caution. As for the Yakuza, they haven't shown any activity; they probably won't bother you for a while, considering you're the company's cash cow."

Liu Xue said gratefully, "Mr. Zhao always thinks things through thoroughly. Your company's efficiency is also high. Those useless bodyguards outside don't have such advanced equipment or proactive foresight. Thank you. It's getting late; I need to change."

That morning, Liu Xue had a beverage commercial shoot scheduled at the Capital Temple of Heaven. The ad concept was simple: a fairy in the heavens feels extremely bored and idle until a bottle of Someone’s Beverage is dropped from the human world. After drinking it, her spirits soar, and she dances gracefully in the sky. In short, it was trashy creativity for a trashy commercial, but that’s what sells these days. As an outsider, I couldn't understand it; I just needed to do my part.

Since I wasn't nominally a full-time bodyguard, I couldn't stay too close to Liu Xue—not even as close as her two female assistants. As for the dozen or so bodyguards accompanying Liu Xue, I had already checked their physical stats; they were at best on par with ordinary soldiers, mainly there to look intimidating.

The shooting for this short few-minute commercial was very rough. There was a strong wind today, which made the fairy's thin costume flutter beautifully, but the constant reliance on steel wires was unsatisfactory. It made the fairy look less like she was flying and more like she was climbing in the sky. The director called 'Cut' several times, demanding the rigging crew raise the mechanical arm higher. If they couldn't get it right, no one would eat lunch.

Liu Xue came down from the wire and took a brief rest. Her two assistants immediately came forward to drape a windbreaker over her. Seeing me standing far off to the side, she beckoned me over. I took two steps forward, and she told me, "Don't stand so far away. You are my personal assistant; you must stay by my side."

The bodyguard captain, Ah Long, interjected, "Miss Liu, I told him to stay back. We still can't fully trust this relative of yours. What if he poses a threat to your safety? How will the rest of us report back to the company?"

Liu Xue was slightly displeased but didn't flare up. Instead, she pulled me aside, and her expression immediately changed to delight. "I didn't expect this bulletproof vest to be warming, too. Otherwise, dangling in the sky just now, I would have frozen into an ice sculpture. Can you make me a few more sets? I'll give you detailed specifications for various styles later."

I looked a bit troubled but ultimately agreed with Liu Xue. "Alright, Miss Liu, but I have the same requirement: don't let anyone know. We at Red Dragon have internal regulations; these items cannot be used for profit, nor can they be given to others. I already violated the rules once before."

Liu Xue winked playfully at me. "I'm not an outsider. We've known each other for a long time; we're old friends, right? Otherwise, why would I pick you out from all those people? I remember once secretly asking Miss Fang, and she said the reason she likes you is that you give her a sense of security. So, I absolutely trust you."

I thought to myself, if you trust me, why did you need to test me last night? Women—who really knows what they think?

Soon, a stagehand ran over, urging Liu Xue to prepare for another 'flight.' This time, I ignored Ah Long's sour look and moved deliberately closer. Seeing the envious looks from the fans gathered outside, my vanity was surprisingly satisfied.

It was my first time watching a movie being filmed. For someone who could already fly, watching people clumsily dangling from steel wires was somewhat agonizing. However, seeing a beautiful woman swinging in the sky was a different kind of enjoyment.

This time, the props and stagehands were working with determination. They filmed all morning in the cold weather, and just as noon approached, they were stuck again. This eccentric director absolutely would not let anyone eat lunch until the scene was shot perfectly; he didn't care who the star was. Furthermore, the increased height of the mechanical arm added a sense of realism to the 'flight.' So, the final results finally satisfied the director. Just as they were about to finish shooting the last two high-difficulty moves, a faint buzz sounded, followed by a scream from Liu Xue, who was suspended in mid-air. Someone shouted, "The wire snapped!"

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