"Yes, yes, yes!"
The bodyguard was terrified, fearing that he might infuriate Gu Xinzhou and face the wrath of Song Zhen who might flay their skins upon his return!
He hastily said, "Madam, you are so beautiful, so capable, you can bear sons and save the Boss, and even on a deserted island, you managed to bring back the Boss's biological mother. You're simply divine, the greatest hero in the household. No one can compare to you. No one is as excellent as you are. That Fang Yao, in comparison to you, is like swinging a broadsword before Guan Yu, merely a jumping clown, a complete idiot."
Listening, Gu Xinzhou's heart finally felt somewhat relieved.
The bodyguard handed her a fragrant cup of red tea.
After taking a few sips, she asked again, "Is that Fang Yao good-looking? Do you men like someone like her?"
The bodyguard, forehead slick with sweat, hurriedly replied, "Don't like her, she's ugly as sin!"
Gu Xinzhou then asked, "So what kind of women do you men like?"
