The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard

Chu Ge gently shook his head, "I didn’t know at the start."

"Then..." The Old Gang Leader was puzzled. Not knowing at first meant he found out later? How did he find out later? Surely he should explain, right?

"Actually, it’s very simple. I’ve known her for so long and have never seen her so generous to anyone else, plus I’ve had suspicions about her for a while. It’s just that she hadn’t acted, to be precise, her actions were very cautious, so I didn’t expose her."

Chu Ge laughed and shook his head, "Looks like she got panicked seeing me going to the military camp, which is why she acted so impatiently, right?"

The Old Gang Leader thought that was indeed the case. He nodded and said, "But I’m still puzzled. Why did you let her go?"

"Let her go? Should I have killed her?" Chu Ge retorted.

"Shouldn’t you have?" The Old Gang Leader was confused. He really didn’t know what Chu Ge was up to.

Chu Ge gently shook his head, "Keeping her, it serves my purpose."

"What purpose?"

"The person behind the scenes hasn’t been caught yet, and we’re still unclear about the connection between her and the Princess Consort. There are still many mysteries to solve, so keeping her is useful."

The Old Gang Leader pursed his lips, "You people are such trouble! Overthinking everything!"

His gaze landed on the dishes on the table, his eyes sparkling, mouth almost watering.

"Ah, it’s such a shame these fine dishes are poisoned! Such a waste, such a waste!"

The Old Gang Leader shook his head, lamenting continuously.

Chu Ge chuckled, "Didn’t you have your fill at the table just now?"

"Eh, how could I be full? My stomach never has a fill when it comes to good food!"

Even so, he couldn’t enjoy it since all the dishes were poisoned.

"Alright, I know you love good food. I even saved a beggar’s chicken for you tonight."

Every night, the Old Gang Leader would come to chat with Chu Ge under the moonlight, and he had grown used to it. When preparing food today, he remembered that the Old Gang Leader hadn’t enjoyed his meal at the dinner table, which Chu Ge noticed. Fortunately, he was cautious enough to save a chicken for him.

The Old Gang Leader was overjoyed to hear there was beggar’s chicken, his face brimming with happiness as he looked at Chu Ge, "I knew you were a savvy lad. So, where’s the chicken?"

"I’ll get it for you, and I’ll prepare a good pot of wine as well."

As Chu Ge said this, he threw out all the dishes on the table.

Although the Old Gang Leader was happy knowing there was meat, he still felt regret watching Chu Ge throw away everything.

"Such fine dishes, what a waste."

...

Meanwhile, in another small courtyard, the atmosphere was quite different.

Luo Qi sat silently in the gazebo, with desserts laid out on the table, untouched.

"Dad, I specially prepared these desserts for you. Even the Old Gang Leader doesn’t get to taste them. Just try a little, will you?"

Feng Luo, sitting across from him with a smile, watched Luo Qi, "I noticed you barely used your chopsticks at the dining table. I know you didn’t eat enough. Come taste my desserts. It’ll be a taste you’ll remember forever!"

Upon hearing ’forever’, Luo Qi’s expression grew even more forlorn.

He raised his eyes to look at Feng Luo and sighed softly, "Ah, girl, you don’t need to fuss over me. I don’t feel like eating right now."

"Dad, what’s wrong?" Feng Luo looked at him puzzled, "Is there something bothering you? Tell me, and see if Feng Luo can help."

Luo Qi gently shook his head, "You can’t help. It’s just something I can’t resolve in my mind, a knot in my heart that others can’t untangle."

"Listen to yourself. In all these years, I’ve never seen you have a problem you couldn’t solve. And now, you’re even talking about a ’knot in your heart’. This seems serious, doesn’t it? Just tell me, even if I can’t help much, I can at least offer some advice, right?"

Feng Luo, chin in hand, looked curiously at Luo Qi, seeming to wait for him to speak.

Luo Qi sighed. The more she asked, the more painful it felt in his heart. Before he knew it, his eyes turned red, hinting at tears.

"What’s wrong with you?" Seeing his eyes redden and nearly filled with tears, Feng Luo quickly got up, went to him, and squatted down. "Dad, what’s wrong?"

"Dad’s okay, just feeling a bit sentimental. My child has grown up and can now fly under a bigger sky. Dad’s getting old and can’t keep you here."

Feng Luo immediately understood and said with a smile to Luo Qi, "Dad, are you worried I’ll go with Chu Ge and the others?"

Luo Qi didn’t speak, but tears slid down his cheeks. "I actually understand. You’ve been here for fifteen years. It’s time for you to go back and see your biological parents."

He sighed again, "Ah, fifteen years of companionship, I, this old fool, am grateful enough."

"Dad, what are you talking about? I don’t even know who my biological parents are!"

Feng Luo couldn’t help but laugh as she watched Luo Qi’s tears, "You’re just overthinking. I’m only going to the military camp for three years. It’s not like I’m not coming back. Look at you, so unwilling to let go. Someone who doesn’t know might think I’m leaving for good!"

Luo Qi looked at Feng Luo in surprise, "What did you say? You said you will come back?"

"Where else would I go? This is my home, right?"

Feng Luo tilted her head, looking at Luo Qi, "Do you mean to say that if I go to the military camp and serve the court under Prince He Shuo, you won’t acknowledge me as your daughter?"

"No, no, how could I? I just thought... just thought..."

Luo Qi raised his hand to wipe the tear streaks from his eyes, unable to finish his sentence due to the lump in his throat.

"What did you think? That I would leave with Chu Ge?"

Luo Qi smiled through tears, waving his hand, unsure of what to say next.

The heavy stone weighing on his heart finally lifted because of her words, bringing a sense of relief.

He laughed as he looked at Feng Luo, "Girl, had I asked you earlier, I wouldn’t have had so many sleepless nights."

Feng Luo pouted, "You just like to overthink alone, without asking what others think. Then when your thoughts and theirs don’t align, you end up suffering yourself!"

Isn’t that the truth? Luo Qi chuckled self-deprecatingly.

He raised his eyes to the night sky. The moon overhead appeared especially round tonight!

This night was destined to be restless, with some rejoicing and others worrying.

Beneath the same sky, within the same large mansion, people harbored different thoughts.

The next day, the court issued orders for the selected military personnel to report to the camp the day after.

Rumors said there was an urgent military situation at the front.