The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 635 - 0637: Radiant Beauty

Chapter 635: Chapter 0637: Radiant Beauty

Yuwen Kangli said to the Judge, "Let’s begin."

As the Judge hammered down, everyone held their breath, watching the scene unfold with tension.

Especially Yuwen Kangli, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

However, the result left him completely shocked.

He stared in disbelief at the stone revealed by the Judge. It was more apt to call it waste stone than jade.

Yes, it was a piece of waste jade that had lost its luster, not even comparable to the piece in Chu Ge’s hand.

This outcome left Yuwen Kangli unable to accept it for a moment.

He glared at the Judge angrily and said, "Did you tamper with something here?"

Being the Eldest Young Master of the Yuwen Family, the Judge could only flatteringly respond, "Young Master Yu Wen, on my honor, our Gambling Stone Field conducts honest business. How could we possibly deceive customers with fakes?"

"For so many years, you know the reputation of our Gambling Stone Field. We absolutely do not engage in fraud here."

Yuwen Kangli clenched his teeth. The Judge was not wrong in what he said, but right now, he simply could not accept the fact that Chu Ge had won against him in one round!

"What, Young Master Yu Wen, are you not willing to accept the loss?" Chu Ge said indifferently.

With so many people watching, how could he possibly deny it?

Yuwen Kangli, compared to Nangong Yunrao, was much more straightforward. He coldly glanced at Chu Ge, then said to him, "I will transfer the shareholding documents to you, but remember, I will settle this account with you sooner or later."

Yuwen Kangli could not afford to lose face; he had always been the undefeated champion at the Gambling Stone Field, and now he had lost to Chu Ge, especially since the latter was from the Nangong Family, making it even harder for him to swallow his pride.

After Yuwen Kangli left, Lin Dong excitedly came forward, "Mr. Chu, your luck is really incredible."

Who knew when he saw the worthless stone that Chu Ge revealed, how saddened his heart felt, but when he saw the stone opened by Yuwen Kangli was even worse than his, his heart was like a roller coaster, jumping up and down, absolutely nerve-wracking.

Chu Ge only smiled softly and did not tell Lin Dong that he had actually tampered with the remaining stones on the table when he picked up his stone.

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The streets of the Capital City were always congested. In this small city that was originally only capable of accommodating less than five hundred thousand people, due to its prime geographical location, the population had already exceeded a million.

A luxurious and low-profile car blended in with the traffic flow, moving slowly forward like the other vehicles. The driver’s face was expressionless, even though other drivers had begun to curse at the congested traffic, he remained calm.

He raised his head, looked through the rearview mirror to the backseat. The person sitting there had been frowning and silent since getting into the car, with a rather serious expression, making even this familiar driver hesitate to strike up a conversation easily.

"Focus on the road when driving, why are you looking at me?" The person in the backseat stared out the window, without turning his head but could feel the driver’s gaze. He was preoccupied with other matters and had not snapped at the driver.

The driver gave a wry smile, thinking that since he had been noticed by the Old Master anyway, he might as well ask the question on his mind.

"Old Master, do you really want to go find that Chu Ge?" The driver tentatively asked, aware that his master’s influence, even in this Dragon-hidden Imperial Capital, was not to be underestimated. Even if it was for medical treatment, it should have been Chu Ge making a house call, yet the Old Master was actually going personally, which didn’t seem like his usual style. The driver thought this but did not voice it out.

Qian Youquan heard the driver’s query, but did not immediately respond, instead, he reminisced about the scene when he met Old Master Nangong a few days ago.

Old Master Nangong had also been a vigorous fighter in his youth, and it hadn’t been apparent then, but reaching old age, injuries and illnesses from his youth had turned into chronic diseases, constantly tormenting Old Master Nangong.

This was a known fact to anyone who practiced martial arts and had frequent fights in their youth, but the last time he saw Old Master Nangong, not only had Old Master Nangong’s illnesses recovered, allowing him to walk on the ground, but even the hidden diseases in his body had been greatly cleared. The entire person appeared more than a decade younger, which greatly surprised Qian Youquan.

He himself had a leg disease, which he had incurred due to his bravery and fearlessness in his youth. Though he eventually reached a position and amassed wealth that most people could not achieve in their lifetimes, what accompanied him in his later years was this nearly crippled right leg.

Although his current status no longer required him to personally handle everything to maintain his position like in the past, naturally, if he could be cured, he would wish for it.

His leg, if it were simply crippled, would not be too bad; at most, he would amputate and install a prosthetic limb. Unfortunately, the primary necrotic part was between the calf and thigh, which not only made amputation difficult but also unnecessary. According to the doctors, his leg wasn’t really ’wasted’ but just suffering from some disease. Direct amputation would be a loss for him.

Understanding this, Qian Youquan naturally no longer thought of amputating and installing a prosthetic limb. Instead, he searched all over the world for renowned doctors, traditional Chinese doctors, Western doctors, as long as there was some assurance for his leg condition, he invited them to the Qian Family to treat him.

However, after so many years, not only did he not find a curative doctor, but his leg condition also began to act up.

Previously, it only acted up once or twice a year, and each time it did, Qian Youquan felt like millions of ants were gnawing at his body. The pain was, of course, indescribable in a few words.

In recent years, perhaps due to the lack of any slight cure, the leg disease had worsened steadily, acting up every few days, fiercely gnawing at Qian Youquan’s bones until he was sweating profusely and completely weakened.

Qian Youquan did not want to endure such pain any longer; he must cure his leg!

That day at the banquet when he saw Old Master Nangong, glowing and seemingly a decade younger, aside from astonishment, Qian Youquan also started to make his own calculations.

"Old Master Nangong, it has been a long time since we last met. I heard that you were ill recently, but I was too busy to visit you. Today, looking at your robustness, you certainly don’t seem sick at all." Qian Youquan, holding a wine glass and leaning on a cane, walked towards Old Master Nangong.