The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 332 - 0332: Overestimating Oneself

Chu Ge summoned a meaningful cold smirk, "What, Lady Tang Xin also wants to seek revenge on me?"

The sudden chill made Tang Xin’s heart tremble involuntarily. She understood—he really did it, the affair regarding Tang Batian.

"Why?" Tang Xin knew she shouldn’t ask this question, but she couldn’t help but blurt it out.

Chu Ge shrugged nonchalantly, "It’s just a fair duel between us."

"Just that simple?" Tang Xin didn’t believe it.

Chu Ge furrowed his brow, his voice growing colder, "It seems Lady Tang Xin still doesn’t trust me."

"No, that’s not what I meant." Realizing her impoliteness, Tang Xin hurriedly started to apologize, "I just don’t understand. If Mr. Chu had a fair duel with Tang Batian, why then did he kill the other three Tang Sect disciples?"

"Mr. Chu only killed one." Shen Congwen interjected with surprise, clarifying for Chu Ge: "There was one, Shen Xing, who betrayed the Shen Family and took the secret of the Earth Ganoderma to the Tang Sect. He was extremely disrespectful to Mr. Chu, who simply killed him for that reason. The other two just had their wrists and arms broken, and afterward, I had them returned safely; their lives were not taken."

Tang Xin’s delicate brows slightly furrowed, suspiciously asking, "Really?"

"Of course. Even though the Shen Family and your Tang Family may not get along, I, Shen Congwen, wouldn’t engage in such sneaky acts behind the scenes."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin scoffed, "Is that so? Then who swapped the expensive stone I bought at the Gambling Stone Field?"

Shen Congwen was taken aback, scratching his head awkwardly, "Hehe, it was just a joke with Lady Tang at the time. Oh, and later I did have someone deliver all the stones to your residence. Did Lady Tang receive them?"

Tang Xin forced a laugh twice. Indeed, she had received the stones, but she had lost them gambling the next day.

Naturally, Tang Xin didn’t want to divulge such an embarrassing incident to Shen Congwen, so she ignored Shen Congwen’s question and gestured invitingly, "Mr. Chu, Miss Man Sha, please come inside."

Shen Congwen secretly curled his lip. Even if Tang Xin didn’t mention it, he knew since he was at the gambling venue that day and had witnessed the entire process of Tang Xin losing her bet.

Since Tang Xin didn’t speak, it wasn’t his place to point it out.

Chu Ge and Nangong Man Sha followed behind Tang Xin, but Nangong Man Sha felt increasingly uneasy—they hadn’t prepared any gifts, and even Shen Congwen came empty-handed, which was really not her style.

As if sensing her discomfort, Chu Ge teased, "What, is Miss Man Sha getting stage fright?"

Nangong Man Sha glared at him, then lowered her voice to a whisper only they could hear, "It looks like we didn’t prepare a birthday gift for the Old Master. Isn’t it a bit awkward to come empty-handed like this?"

Chu Ge came to a halt, feigning a sudden realization, then patted his forehead with annoyance, "Why didn’t Miss Man Sha tell me earlier?"

The corner of Nangong Man Sha’s mouth twitched. What did he mean by ’tell him earlier’? Please, she had only arrived in Su City last night and hadn’t had time to prepare a gift.

She thought Chu Ge would have prepared something.

"Forget it, luckily, I prepared red envelopes this morning. We’ll just give out red envelopes instead." Giving red envelopes was the most straightforward way.

"So you were prepared after all." Chu Ge was speechless. If she was prepared, then why did she bother asking him?

"I made the decision at the last second!" Nangong Man Sha pouted; she had actually wanted to see what kind of gift Chu Ge would give to the Old Master.

The gift he took out must be worth a lot!

Just like the bottle of Spiritual Liquid that Chu Ge had given her before, her grandfather felt his essence revitalized after just one day, and having taken it for almost a week now, the effects were quite pronounced.

Yet Chu Ge told her he had not prepared a gift.

Sigh.

Such anticipation for nothing.

Mr. Tang’s birthday celebration involved booking an entire five-star hotel, with seven stories tall. Besides the accommodations on the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors, the first and second floors were private rooms, and the third and fourth floors were divided into several halls large enough to hold a thousand people.

And the Old Master’s banquet was held on the third and fourth floors, while guests from afar who had traveled long distances rested in the rooms above.

Tang Xin led them to the front of a room and, upon opening the door and entering, said, "Rest here for now, I’ll go check on my grandfather and will introduce you to them later."

Meanwhile, in another guest room, a young man dressed in formal attire sat elegantly on a leather sofa, lightly swirling the liquid in his wine glass.

"Young Master Xiao, that’s the situation." A man with a sly, rat-like face stood there reporting, with a big smile, what he had witnessed at the entrance.

The young man’s pitch-black pupils flickered with thought as his gaze fell on the wine glass in his hand. The glass swayed lightly, the red liquid tracing blood-red arcs along the walls of the glass, reflecting the handsome features of the man.

"Did Tang Xin actually punish someone from the Tang Sect for a stranger?" the young man murmured, raising his eyes slowly and asking, "Who is he?"

The sly-faced man chuckled awkwardly, "I’m not too sure about that. I was too far away at that time. I just saw Lady Tang Xin treating that man with a lot of respect. Even more, I saw stars in her eyes when she looked at him. I’ve never seen Lady Tang Xin show that kind of expression to any man before..."

The sly-faced man didn’t notice the shadow of displeasure falling across the young man’s face but continued more and more spiritedly, "Young Master Xiao, you should have seen it. The expression on Lady Tang Xin’s face was like a blossoming flower. I’ve never seen her smile so sweetly."

"Enough!" The young man slammed the wine glass onto the table with such force that the stem shattered instantly, and his hand was sliced by the glass shards.

Blood flowed freely.

The sly-faced man froze, standing there somewhat bewildered, not understanding what was happening.

The young man watched the fresh red blood flowing out of his hand, the pain spreading through his nerves, and he closed his eyes tightly. After a moment, he spoke slowly, "You can leave now. That’s all."

"But Young Master Xiao, your hand..."

"I said that’s all! Get out!" the young man roared, and upon reopening his eyes, they were full of fury.

The sly-faced man’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly nodded and left the room.

But this sly-faced man, upon closing the room door behind him, spat out viciously, "What’s so great about you! The Xiao Family isn’t as wealthy as the Tang Family anyway. Why would Lady Tang Xin ever fancy you? You’re overestimating yourself!"