Ao Wuchang

Yves King, hailed as a legendary figure among modern mercenaries and a military king, experiences profound repentance after settling a major grudge. Choosing to heed his late mother's final wish, he embarks on a journey to lead a normal life and embrace an average, ordinary existence.
However, owing to a twist of fate and the consequences of nepotism, Yves finds himself in the employ as a security guard of a chilly female President after inadvertently offending her. To complicate matters, destiny takes another turn as the female President becomes his tenant. The constant role reversals between them ignite intense conflicts and battles. The question lingers: who will emerge victorious in this war between man and woman?
Yet, as Yves aspires for the tranquility of a tree standing still, the relentless winds of life continue to blow. Can he genuinely achieve his wish of being an ordinary person? Will he maintain his peace of mind while observing from the sidelines as beautiful women of diverse identities and styles gather around an ordinary security guard?
The captivating stories behind this security guard, who cherishes leisure, indulges in culinary delights, and whiles away his time awaiting the inevitable, are poised to unfold. Everything awaits your discovery~

Flower City's Twelve Beauties

Her call was clear and crisp, with a hint of coy trembling.


This slightly flustered the robust face of the thief-like man. He leaned in close to her ear and muttered irritably, "Boss, could you be a bit more serious at times like this? Stop teasing me."


Tease? That word echoed back and forth in her mind like a reverberation.


Faye Owen turned around, her eyes a mix of embarrassment and anger. She whispered, "Yves King, I swear I'll get back at you."


"Even if you want to get revenge, you should wait until you've kept your promise," Yves King grinned on, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "Don't forget your vow that night. Look at Old Hoffman; he's about to surrender."


Upon seeing his smirk, Faye was so embarrassed she wished she could crawl into a hole: "Yves King, there are people around us. Please stop saying things that embarrass me."


Chapter 202: Come on, Young Lady_1