The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 239 - 0239: Freshly Folded Rose (First Update)

Chapter 239: Chapter 0239: Freshly Folded Rose (First Update)

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"It’s like this." Wang Shunjie put down his teacup, took a look around at the entrance, and then carefully closed the front door before moving closer to Chu Ge.

"What’s all the secrecy about?" Chu Ge, seeing his antics, couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile.

"Manager Chu, you have no idea. During these days you were away, there was a man, hassling President Mu every single day!" As Wang Shunjie spoke, he carefully observed Chu Ge’s expression.

"Hmm? And then?" Chu Ge did not show any particularly telling expressions.

Mu Bingtong was certainly not the kind of woman who could be easily swayed, otherwise, he wouldn’t have put forth so much effort to pursue her.

Indeed, Wang Shunjie continued: "But President Mu never paid any attention to that man. Once, out of sheer exasperation, she threw the flowers he had sent her directly into the trash can in front of everyone, and told him to get lost. Heh, you have no idea how ridiculous that guy looked at the time."

"Uh-huh." Chu Ge nodded, his expression turning a bit frostier.

Regardless of how Mu Bingtong reacted, the very fact that someone dared to hit on his potential romantic interest, that was something no man could tolerate!

"This man comes over every day?" Chu Ge asked Wang Shunjie.

With Chu Ge’s frosty gaze upon him, Wang Shunjie couldn’t help but shiver inwardly, silently mourning for that guy for a few seconds, then spoke; "That’s right, for this recent period, every evening after President Mu gets off work, he arrives as expected, driving a red Ferrari sports car, probably a rich second generation."

Hearing this, Chu Ge did not show much reaction.

Rich second-generation? Even heirs from the Four Great Families have to treat him with respect!

After Wang Shunjie had finished speaking, Chu Ge sent him away.

As the finance department manager, Chu Ge’s position was merely in name. After sending Sun Yinglong and Zhao Cheng packing, he was pretty much clueless about the financial operations and had no choice but to rely on Ms. Xu and a few veteran employees to handle things, only consulting with him over major documents when necessary.

Although such conduct might seem a waste of time for a martial artist, Chu Ge actually quite enjoyed this tranquil work environment.

That evening, as he finished work, Chu Ge took his keys and went to the garage.

After he had returned yesterday, Mu Bingtong habitually entrusted the Maserati car keys back into his hands.

Indeed, just as Wang Shunjie had described, no sooner had the car pulled up to the grand gate than a red Ferrari sports car came to a stop by the roadside. Beside its door, a young man in a white suit was holding a large bouquet of roses, evidently saying something to Mu Bingtong.

Mu Bingtong initially had an icy expression, but as soon as she saw Chu Ge driving up, the frost on her face instantly melted away to reveal a mild smile, which left the young man in front of her utterly stunned.

Chu Ge got out of the car, holding a rose in his hand—which he had casually plucked from the company’s flower bed on his way out.

"Beautiful lady, this rose is for you. Would you do me the honor of having dinner with me tonight?" So saying, Chu Ge approached Mu Bingtong, glanced at the ninety-nine gold-edged roses in the hands of the young man in the white suit, and extended his hand with the dew-kissed rose towards Mu Bingtong.

Mu Bingtong gave Chu Ge an exasperated look: "Did you just pick this from the landscape area’s flower screen at the office?"

"Yeah." Chu Ge chuckled with a sly grin. "I’m broke, so I had to go for the discount."

The young guy clearly noticed this scene and snickered, "Can’t even afford roses and still pretend to..."

His words got stuck in his throat as his eyes bulged in disbelief.

Mu Bingtong smiled helplessly, took the rose from Chu Ge’s hand, and said, "Let’s go. There’s a new restaurant nearby. Let’s try it out."

"This..." The young man in the white suit stared blankly as they got into the car, then glanced at his own gold-edged rose.

"This damn... is there something wrong here?"

...

The white Maserati sped along the highway, with Mu Bingtong leaning backed in the seat, squinting slightly.

For some reason, ever since Chu Ge returned, Mu Bingtong suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relief, as if all the burdens had instantly vanished.

"Come to think of it," Mu Bingtong squinted and said with a half-smile, looking at Chu Ge, "I suddenly feel like I’ve been duped by you."

"Duped? How?" asked Chu Ge, glancing at the rearview mirror.

"You deceived me with your flower gift," Mu Bingtong patted the seat next to her. "It was a company flower that you folded. Not only did I not hold you accountable, but now I’m also treating you to a meal?"

"Ah—Hehe." Chu Ge gave an awkward laugh. "Never mind the details."

The two didn’t mention the young man in the white suit for the rest of the trip.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of a very glitzy hotel.

Mu Bingtong had already booked a room in the car, so when they arrived at the hotel, they were directly greeted by attendants who led the way.

However, what they didn’t expect was that as soon as they entered the hotel, they were confronted by a young man in a white suit—the same guy who had been pursuing Mu Bingtong back at the company!

As the saying goes, sworn enemies often meet by chance far more than others. Although Chu Ge didn’t take the young man seriously, the young man had already taken note of Chu Ge. Since his return to Shanghai, there hadn’t been a single woman he set eyes on that he hadn’t managed to charm.

Moreover, since laying eyes on Mu Bingtong, he realized that such unsurpassed beauty described in books truly existed in this world. Her temperament, akin to the icy purity of a snow lotus, had deeply captivated him.

Compared to Mu Bingtong, all the women he had encountered before seemed mundane and plain.

"Yo, President Mu, you’re here for a meal too. What a coincidence. Just so you know, I own this hotel," the young man said, brimming with smugness.

In his twenties and owning a five-star hotel, he was definitely the epitome of the perfect husband in the eyes of gold-diggers. He had successfully used this tactic on numerous women.

However, he miscalculated two things. Let alone the fact that Mu Bingtong herself was the chairman of Jinxiu Group, worth billions, even with her temperament, she would likely not pay any heed to him even if she were just an ordinary office worker.

Therefore, under the man’s displeased expression, Mu Bingtong’s gaze passed directly over him as she continued walking with Chu Ge into a private room not far away.