The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

After Yang Zizi got off work, she found that Xijin had been waiting for her here for an entire afternoon out of boredom.

Xijin was playing a game, very enthusiastically.

Suddenly she saw Yang Zizi coming out, and she ran out of the car in a hurry.

Yang Zizi lowered her hat instantly, put on her sunglasses that had slipped down, raised her mask, turned around and walked in another direction.

"Zizi!" Xijin was chasing after her, and he didn't know what was going on. Why did Yang Zizi run away as soon as she saw him!

Yang Zizi called Xijin while walking.

Xijin answered the phone while chasing after her.

"Hey, can you please stop haunting her?" Yang Zizi couldn't help but complain. Her company and career were both in a period of rapid growth. If the media photographed her walking with a boy, even if there was no intimacy, keyboard warriors would write several love stories about her, and there would be all kinds of versions.

If this gossip affects her alone, it won't matter, but she is not alone now. The whole company has given her their youth, so she has to take this responsibility.

"But I'm afraid you'll be in danger." Xi Jin explained. Now that Yang Zizi is pregnant, he, a grown man, has become unusually sensitive.

"How can I, a hybrid of a vampire and an angel, be in danger?" Yang Zizi really couldn't understand Xi Jin's magical brain hole. She could handle Xi Jin with one hand now, but he was still worried about her being in danger.

The phone was hung up for no reason. Yang Zizi looked back in confusion. Xi Jin was gone. Did he leave?

Yang Zizi pulled her sunglasses down a little, and finally left.

But when Yang Zizi turned around, Xi Jin suddenly appeared in front of her and said loudly: "Miss, I was sent by the lady to be your bodyguard."

The voice was so loud, as if it was deliberately said to the paparazzi who were ambushed from all sides.

This kid has so many tricks.

"Okay, I'll trouble you in the future." Yang Zizi had no choice. Besides, it was not a bad thing to have Xi Jin around. Now that she was pregnant, there were some things that needed to be considered for the child. It was also good to have one more person around.

Xi Jin immediately looked triumphant.

The paparazzi lying in ambush were very angry. They thought they could make a fortune by exposing a shocking scandal, but now it seemed that it was ruined.

He was just a bodyguard. There was nothing good to shoot or write about.

"Tell me, how much salary do you need to be worthy of you, the leader of the wolf tribe." Yang Zizi sat in the co-pilot seat, glanced at him lightly, and said.

"Salary? How could I, Xi Jin, be your bodyguard just for the salary?" But if she insisted on giving it to him, he would not refuse.

"If you give it to me, I still won't refuse." Xi Jin looked at Yang Zizi with a smile on his face.

Yang Zizi rolled his eyes at him: "Is 300,000 yuan a month enough?" Yang Zizi asked. He certainly knew that Xi Jin did not earn money for himself, but for the wolf tribe to live a better life.

Seeing that Xi Jin did not answer for a long time, he thought he thought it was too little.

"What's wrong, too little? Five hundred thousand?" Five hundred thousand is already his bottom line, no more.

There is no bodyguard in the world whose salary is higher than Xi Jin's.

But then again, he is not an ordinary bodyguard. After all, he is the leader of the wolf tribe. How can a low salary match his noble status?