Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

"Bai Weiwei, stop right there, I’m telling you, no matter who you call today, it won’t matter. If I don’t beat you up, I’ll take your last name."

Bai Weiwei ran up to Bai Qiao Mountain and Jiang Liufeng, looking pitifully at the two: "Grandpa, Grandpa, save me, you must save me. If you don’t, I’m doomed. Manman will beat me to death. Do you want to see someone as irresistibly adorable as me get beaten to death?"

"Bai Weiwei, don’t try to frame me, I’m telling you, it won’t work. Today I must teach you a lesson, so you’ll learn and understand how many eyes Lord Ma has."

With that, Mandala disregarded Bai Qiao Mountain and Jiang Liufeng, and lunged at Bai Weiwei with claws bared.

"Ah!"

Bai Weiwei didn’t expect Mandala to try to make a move regardless of Bai Qiao Mountain and Jiang Liufeng’s presence. She screamed and started running around the sofa.

"Bai Weiwei, if you’ve got the guts, don’t run."

"If you’ve got the guts, stop chasing."

Bai Qiao Mountain, Jiang Liufeng, and He Cailan, who had just come out of the kitchen, were all dumbfounded by the scene. What on earth happened? What was going on? Just a moment ago, the two seemed as close as sisters, but now they were about to fight. What exactly happened?

And judging by Mandala’s demeanor, she didn’t seem to be joking with Bai Weiwei but genuinely wanted to teach her a lesson.

"Can you two stop for a moment and tell us what exactly happened?" Jiang Liufeng couldn’t help but ask.

"Grandpa, here’s what happened. I just took something out of her bag to look at it, and accidentally spilled water on it. Now she’s trying to beat me up," Bai Weiwei explained, looking aggrieved: "I didn’t even know what it was, I could just as easily compensate her for it..."

"Bai Weiwei, shut up! Can you even afford to compensate me?"

Mandala felt as if her lungs were about to explode at this moment, her not-so-large chest heaving constantly.

"Why should I shut up? Don’t think that just because you’re puffing out your chest, I’ll be scared of you. It’s so small, no matter how much you puff it out, I can’t see it."

Bai Qiao Mountain and the others, upon hearing this, were suddenly struck dumb, with three black lines appearing on their foreheads, unable to help themselves.

After Bai Weiwei’s words, it was as if she’d hit Mandala’s soft spot, causing her originally angry face to suddenly become overcast.

"Bai Weiwei, you’re finished, you’re dead meat. Not even the Emperor himself can save you today."

With that, Mandala once again lunged at Bai Weiwei.

Jiang Liufeng saw the situation and quickly spoke to stop them: "Manman, what exactly happened?"

"Grandpa, she... she ruined the latest formula I had developed. I spent such a long time researching that formula, and it was ruined just like that."

"What do you mean I ruined it? Don’t slander me," Bai Weiwei retorted, a bit displeased: "I just took it out to look at it, and accidentally spilled water on it. Who knew that something you made, clearly a solid, would dissolve upon contact with water."

"So, according to you, all of this is my fault?"

Mandala looked at Bai Weiwei with eyes full of fire.

In fact, the reason why Mandala was so angry wasn’t just because Bai Weiwei had damaged the formula she had painstakingly developed, but also because of Bai Weiwei’s recklessness.

You had to know that Mandala was a poison master, and with dangers lurking around, she would always carry some poisons for emergencies—most of which were deadly, taking effect immediately upon contact. This time, Bai Weiwei was lucky; the formula she had taken out was merely a component for making poison and hadn’t yet acquired toxic properties. Otherwise, Bai Weiwei would be dead.

But now Bai Weiwei still showed no signs of remorse, which made Mandala furious. After all, Bai Weiwei was her friend and part-time confidante. If Bai Weiwei were poisoned to death by her concoctions, Mandala would feel guilty for a lifetime.

Hearing Mandala and Bai Weiwei’s words, Jiang Liufeng and the others gradually understood the situation.

Apparently, Mandala’s meticulously crafted formula was destroyed by Bai Weiwei. This would upset anyone, let alone Mandala, who was once a feared poison master in Europe’s Underworld. Bai Weiwei touching Mandala’s things and surviving was truly miraculous.

Mandala angrily said, "Do you realize how much effort I put into researching this formula, how long I spent in the lab, only for it to be destroyed by you just like that?"

"Since you can research it, can’t you research it again? If you feel lonely, I can accompany you in the lab." Bai Weiwei, realizing that Mandala was angry, cautiously suggested.

"Get lost, only a fool would want to be with you!"

Mandala looked at Bai Weiwei, somewhat frenzied, fearing that she might not be able to resist using poison to turn Bai Weiwei into a puddle of liquid if they stayed together in the lab.

Bai Qiao Mountain, knowing Mandala’s identity and the severity of the situation, immediately frowned: "Weiwei, apologize, immediately apologize to Manman, hurry."

Seeing Bai Qiao Mountain’s icy expression, Bai Weiwei realized she had gotten into trouble. So, she lowered her head and said: "Grandpa, I didn’t do it on purpose. Manman, it’s my fault; it’s all my fault. You can beat me to vent your anger..."

With that, Bai Weiwei slowly turned her back to Mandala, sticking out her little butt, then glancing back at Mandala, pitifully saying: "Manman, go ahead, beat me to vent your anger! Don’t worry, I’ve got thick skin, a little beating won’t matter, I’ll just lie in bed for a few days, and if my brother-in-law asks, I’ll just say I fell."

"Bai Weiwei, do you think by invoking my brother as a shield, I won’t dare to hit you?" Mandala said, exasperated. Although Bai Weiwei was apologizing obediently now, her words hinted at using Lu Tianxing as a shield, which was quite cunning.

"Ahem ahem."

Just then, Jiang Liufeng coughed twice, then looked at Mandala and asked: "Manman, can this thing be re-manufactured?"

Jiang Liufeng’s words successfully diverted the topic and drew everyone’s attention. Everyone focused on Mandala.

Here, Bai Qiao Mountain, Jiang Liufeng, and He Cailan all knew Mandala’s identity and understood that her current anger wasn’t just because Bai Weiwei was recklessly touching things, but because the formula Bai Weiwei destroyed was undoubtedly something very important. Otherwise, Mandala wouldn’t be so furious.