The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 194 - 0194: You Are a Good Person

Chapter 194: Chapter 0194: You Are a Good Person

"Big brother... I’m sorry, I won’t dare to do it again!" The thief was truly afraid now; although the young man appeared to be smiling at him, his actions were merciless.

"If apologies were effective, this world wouldn’t be filled with so many grudges and resentments!" However, Chu Ge remained indifferent to the thief’s pleas.

"Crack—Crack—"

Two crisp sounds in succession, and this time, the thief completely collapsed to the ground, not only because both his hands and feet had been disabled by Chu Ge, but also because he fainted from the intense pain.

Chu Ge stood up, and everyone around him instinctively took a few steps back, looking at him with terror.

The ferocity of this young man had been witnessed by everyone, especially the middle-aged woman who had earlier asked him to give up his seat, who was now looking down with a pale face, trembling like chaff.

The thief lay on the ground, the woman’s belongings scattered everywhere, yet the woman didn’t dare to immediately stoop down to pick them up, instead looking at Chu Ge with immense fear and not daring to move.

Chu Ge glanced at her but said nothing; instead, he bent down and said gently to the little girl, "It’s okay now, you can open your eyes."

In the entire carriage, beside Chu Ge, no one else dared to meet the little girl’s innocent gaze and all silently lowered their heads.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn’t hurt anymore!"

The girl blinked her big eyes, smiling at Chu Ge, even though the handprint on her little face looked somewhat incongruous.

Chu Ge didn’t speak, his hand gently caressing her cheek, and as it slid slowly down, the handprint on the girl’s face miraculously disappeared!

The little girl’s home happened to be near the market. She got off the bus with Chu Ge, and before Chu Ge disembarked, he suddenly turned back and took a glance inside the bus; anyone caught by his gaze involuntarily bowed their heads.

Chu Ge let out a cold laugh, sneering, "Indeed, some people really are worse than a seven- or eight-year-old girl!"

After getting off the bus, he didn’t rush to the market to select shells; instead, he followed the girl through twists and turns to a slum.

The surroundings were barely constructed of dilapidated tile houses. Perhaps because she had been helped earlier, the little girl didn’t have any guard against Chu Ge and directly led him into her home.

"Mom—"

With that call, a curtain at the back of the living room was lifted, and a middle-aged woman limping with a crutch came out, her face bearing a seven or eight points resemblance to the girl.

"Xiao Qin!" The middle-aged woman, seeing a strange man standing behind her daughter, was startled and quickly beckoned her over.

The girl nicknamed Xiao Qin glanced back at Chu Ge, then ran to the middle-aged woman: "Mom, there was a thief on the bus just now. This big brother was amazing, he floored the thief with a few punches and kicks, and the thief couldn’t move on the ground."

"Ah, I see." The middle-aged woman’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, but the vigilant look on her face did not fade, standing in front of the little girl: "Young man, you’ve come from so far away, how about a drink of water before you go?"

Those words were clearly meant to send him away.

Yet, Chu Ge acted as if he hadn’t heard her, instead taking a look around.

The house was very old, probably handed down from the previous generation, some of the plaster on the walls had fallen off, but in the most conspicuous place on the wall, it was covered with various awards.

Just as the middle-aged woman was about to say something more, she suddenly felt a breeze, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that Chu Ge was already standing in front of her without knowing when.

"Ah—"

A middle-aged woman suddenly let out a piercing scream because Chu Ge’s hand was placed on her lower abdomen.

"Bang—"

Just a few dozen seconds later, the door was suddenly pushed open and dozens of plainly dressed residents rushed in, holding rolling pins and the like, eyeing Chu Ge warily.

"That young man... I’m warning you, don’t try anything funny; everyone’s here!"

"That’s right!" said an old man angrily. "These orphaned and widowed women barely survive on the charity of the neighbors; they have nothing worth stealing or robbing. Just leave these poor people be!"

It was clear that these people had heard the middle-aged woman’s scream earlier and assumed Chu Ge was a criminal.

But that was only natural. In a small house with only a disabled woman and a seven- or eight-year-old girl, a man in his twenties going in, followed by a scream, would naturally lead people to think he was up to no good.

But just then, Chu Ge suddenly removed his hand from the woman’s lower abdomen, stepped back a few paces, and said, "Now, try dropping the crutches."

"Ah?" The middle-aged woman looked at Chu Ge in a daze, but still subconsciously leaned her crutches against the table.

"This..." At first, she couldn’t let go, only cautiously shuffling her step, but after trying to walk a few dozen steps, she was already striding around the room with ease.

"My... My illness, it’s gone?"

It wasn’t just the middle-aged woman. Even the surrounding neighbors were staring, eyes wide with shock.

After roughly a few dozen seconds passed, an elder with white hair and beard took a sharp breath and, tugging his beard, said, "That lad’s no criminal, he’s a Divine Doctor!"

On hearing the elder, the crowd came to their senses and promptly started looking for Chu Ge, only to realize he had already left without them knowing when.

At that moment, the middle-aged woman suddenly exclaimed, "Xiao Qin, where are you going?"

The girl called Xiao Qin was already squeezing through the crowd, trying to run out of the house, and just caught a glimpse of Chu Ge’s disappearing figure at the end of the road.

"Big brother! Thank you, you’re a good person!"

She cupped her hands around her mouth to amplify her voice, shouting out loud.

Chu Ge paused in his step but did not turn around, simply waving his hand before turning the corner.

It was noon at the time, with the golden sun hanging in the sky. The sunlight poured down from above, making everything feel warm and comforting.

Facing the golden sunlight, Chu Ge suddenly smiled and murmured, "A good person?"

...

As he left, Chu Ge also made a phone call to Zhao Wuji, briefly mentioning the little girl’s situation, asking him to give a little help. Apart from that, he made no other moves.

After all, he was no saint; it was just that the little girl had unexpectedly touched a soft spot in his heart, prompting him to lend a hand on a whim.

After the call, Chu Ge plunged into the market’s art stalls, because, for him, that was the real business at hand.