Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

Once again, silence fell between the two. Xue Bing gazed around with a lost look in her eyes, whereas Lu Tianxing pondered what might have distressed this aggressive policewoman to the point where she sought solace in alcohol.

After the bartender brought over another round of drinks, Xue Bing took a light sip and then slowly said to Lu Tianxing, "Lu Tianxing, tell me, am I just a vase?"

"A vase?"

Lu Tianxing was slightly startled and responded in surprise, "How could you be a vase? As the captain of Modu Police Station’s Criminal Police Team, there are very few women who could achieve your position at such a young age through their own abilities alone. If you’re a vase, then how many women in this world aren’t?"

These words weren’t just flattery from Lu Tianxing; he was speaking the absolute truth. Xue Bing was only in her twenties and had already earned her position as captain of the Criminal Police Team, all based on her meritorious service as a policewoman, not through any backdoor connections.

This was evident from recent events: whenever an incident occurred, Xue Bing was sure to rush to the frontline, bravely leading by example. Someone who climbed the ranks through connections would likely hide as far away as possible at the first sign of trouble.

"Not a vase, but why does everyone assume women are inherently incapable, that women are inherently a burden, meant only to be decorative vases to be admired?" Xue Bing asked while looking at Lu Tianxing.

"Who treats you as a vase?" Lu Tianxing was puzzled. Who would dare to treat Xue Bing like a vase and risk a beating?

"Ye Futu."