The Beautiful CEO's Close Bodyguard

Chapter 647: Chapter 0649: Can’t Make It Out

"Haha! I thought it was something serious, seeing you struggling over it for so long." The Old Master chuckled and shook his head, showing no signs of blaming Chu Ge. Chu Ge, on the other hand, felt somewhat embarrassed by Mr. Nangong’s laughter.

The laughter subsided, and Mr. Nangong’s expression became serious again, before he slowly said, "Young friend Chu Ge is talking about Shao Gang, right?" noveldrama

Chu Ge raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised by Old Master Nangong’s straightforwardness, but he didn’t mind and nodded, "Yes, the person I’m suggesting we need to guard against is indeed Shao Gang. As for why, I think Mr. Nangong is well aware of the reasons."

Lightly, Chu Ge kicked the ball back into Mr. Nangong’s court regarding Shao Gang. Old Master Nangong would be cautious of him even if Chu Ge had said nothing.

He had been at the Nangong Family residence for nearly a month now, claiming to be there to treat Mr. Nangong’s illness. However, aside from performing ineffective treatments every day, Mr. Nangong’s condition had not improved at all, naturally causing Mr. Nangong to worry. If he didn’t suspect Shao Gang, he wouldn’t have sent for Chu Ge to come and treat his illness.

"So, what does young friend Chu Ge think? As the saying goes, you can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can’t guard against one for a thousand days. I’m afraid we need to find a way to catch this thief. Does Chu Ge have any good suggestions?" Mr. Nangong asked leisurely. Of course, he had a way to catch the thief, but he wanted to hear Chu Ge’s opinion. He only regretted that Chu Ge wasn’t his biological grandson; otherwise, he would have certainly groomed Chu Ge as his successor.

Blinking his eyes, although Chu Ge was surprised that Old Master Nangong was asking for his opinion, he was no ordinary person. After a moment’s surprise, he regained his composure.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Ge said, "If we are to catch the thief, why not let him walk right into our trap?"

Hearing Chu Ge’s words, Mr. Nangong’s eyes brightened a bit, since what Chu Ge suggested was hardly different from what he had in mind.

"How would he walk into our trap?" Mr. Nangong asked.

At this moment, Chu Ge’s hand rested on his knee, and upon hearing Mr. Nangong’s question, his index finger subconsciously tapped his knee slightly. Soon after, he said, "Since we both know that this thief will definitely try to steal the Earth Ganoderma, why not let him attempt to steal it? We can set a trap and capture him on the spot. Once we have the person and the evidence, even if the thief wants to argue, he won’t be able to escape the truth."

"You mean, let me lower my guard and act as if I don’t know he’s going to steal?" Mr. Nangong questioned.

Chu Ge nodded, "That’s exactly what I mean."

Old Master Nangong smiled and was very satisfied with Chu Ge; he felt it even more regrettable that such a fine seedling wasn’t part of the Nangong Family. Even if Chu Ge wasn’t his biological grandson, as long as he was a member of the Nangong Family, Old Master Nangong was willing to cultivate him well.

In the late autumn season, although the weather was overcast and cold, there was still sunlight, and even though the Nangong Family’s residence was within an Array, when there was sunlight outside, the two of them were still able to feel the warmth of the sun.

At this moment, the sunlight sprinkled on the lawn, and the old and the young enjoyed the warm sunshine, happily discussing matters. The usually stern Mr. Nangong appeared very amiable in front of Chu Ge, laughing heartily from time to time. It was clear to see that Old Master was in a very good mood.

From the living room to the lawn were installed floor-to-ceiling windows, so even if someone was inside, they could still clearly see what was happening outside. Originally, the younger members of the Nangong Family were all in the city house, visiting Mr. Nangong at the hospital from time to time. When they suddenly heard that Mr. Nangong had recovered and left the hospital to return home, those who were not at the hospital were surprised and one after another hurried over, none wanting to fall a step behind the others.

Among Old Master Nangong’s direct descendants, the eldest son and daughter-in-law went without saying; they had been by Mr. Nangong’s side caring for him from the beginning, so naturally, they followed when Mr. Nangong was discharged from the hospital.

As for the second son, Nangong Yang, he was eager for Mr. Nangong’s recognition and wanted Mr. Nangong to hand over all family affairs to him to manage. He was naturally very busy with work. Even when visiting Mr. Nangong in the hospital, he deliberately portrayed himself as being very busy, though after leaving the hospital, he went straight to a dance hall to meet his group of fair-weather friends.

With her husband not proving to be much help, Zheng Yan, as Nangong Yang’s wife, naturally felt anxious. Therefore, she often lingered around Old Master, simply to let him know that the second branch of the family was also very filial to him. She couldn’t let all the credit be taken by the first branch.

When Old Master went home from the hospital, Zheng Yan had just gotten up, and aside from those who were in the hospital, Old Master specifically instructed not to inform others, saying he would quietly go home, no need for too many people to see him off.

Although Old Master had given his instructions, Zheng Yan had eyes in the hospital. Almost immediately after Old Master left the hospital, she rushed there, intending to pretend to bump into him and then accompany him back to the mountainside villa.

However, the roads in Imperial Capital were always congested. Zheng Yan had calculated everything but overlooked this fact. Therefore, when she rushed over, she did not catch up with Old Master Nangong. Learning that Old Master wasn’t going anywhere else but home, she hurriedly notified Nangong Yang and her two sons, and they all rushed back to the villa.

Coincidentally, when the children returned home, they happened to meet together. They all greeted each other with smiles on the surface, but secretly, each of them had their own schemes.

"Grandpa, where’s Grandpa? I want to see Grandpa; I haven’t seen him for so long, I miss him to death." The one who said this was the eldest son of the second branch, Nangong Yunrao. His character was just like his mother, Zheng Yan, stopping at nothing.

Nangong Yunpeng, the younger brother of Nangong Yunrao and the second young master of the second branch, frowned unconsciously upon hearing his brother’s exaggerated shout. He wanted to say something but then caught a glance from Zheng Yan, clearly indicating for him not to speak up. He could only helplessly pout and pretend he heard nothing.

"Auntie, where’s my grandpa? Where did you hide him?" Not finding Old Master Nangong in the living room, nor did he go upstairs or outside, Nangong Yunrao directly started yelling at the first branch’s lady, as if Huai Fu Fangyang had done something to him.

"Yunrao, your grandpa is agile and in good health; where he goes is his own freedom. I, as a daughter-in-law, am too busy being filial to even think of hiding him. You really shouldn’t speak nonsense." Huai Fu Fangyang’s complexion wasn’t looking too good. Such words, coming from anyone, would not yield a good response to Nangong Yunrao, let alone when everyone present was no fool; couldn’t they hear the implication behind these words?