The Beautiful CEO's Close Bodyguard-Chapter 1401 - 1414

Mu Bingtong regretted saying those words the moment they left her lips—he had a key, or how else could he have entered the room by himself last night?

Chu Ge looked at Mu Bingtong coldly; she was much thinner than before. Her once shoulder-length hair now reached down to her waist.

"I just came to ask if anything happened between us last night." Chu Ge’s warm breath brushed against Mu Bingtong’s face, carrying a faint fruity scent.

"N-nothing happened." Mu Bingtong’s heart was racing uncontrollably as she avoided Chu Ge’s intense gaze, not daring to look at him.

"I think neither of us wants any entanglements with each other anymore. I don’t want last night’s mistake to cause any misunderstandings between us."

Chu Ge narrowed his eyes slightly, moving even closer, and his words pierced Mu Bingtong’s heart like a sharp sword.

Mu Bingtong’s changing expression was completely visible to Chu Ge, and her heart felt nothing but pain.

Mu Bingtong lowered her gaze in despair. No more entanglements? Five years of waiting for nothing but the words "no more entanglements." Her heart ached more than it did during their separation five years ago...

Chu Ge took a box of pills out of his pocket and tossed it at Mu Bingtong’s feet, then walked out the door.

As soon as he left, Mu Bingtong couldn’t hold back anymore, tears finally fell, and her body slowly slid down until she sat on the ground, bursting into sobs.

Mu Bingtong glanced at the box on the ground with the words "emergency contraception." Was this an insult? She picked up the box and angrily tossed it forward.

"Nothing happened last night. It’s been five years, why treat me like this?"

Mu Bingtong curled up behind the door, once again crying out loud...

Maybe she was tired from crying; Mu Bingtong walked into the bathroom as if soulless. She had already forgotten how she took off her clothes and filled the tub with hot water.

The chill of the shower brought her back to her senses, and she found herself lying in the bathtub, filled with foam and gradually cooling water. Her fingers and toes were wrinkled and white, reminding her she had soaked for a long time.

With a splash, Mu Bingtong got out of the bathtub, foam still clinging to her skin. She grabbed a towel to wrap her naked body and returned to the bedroom, throwing herself onto the bed.

Tears welled up in her eyes again as she buried her face deeply into the bed.

Chu Ge’s words kept echoing in her ears.

"I think neither of us wants any entanglements with each other anymore!"

...

Suddenly, Mu Bingtong started to hit her head with her hands, forcing herself to stop thinking.

She wiped away her tears, left the bedroom, and poured herself a glass of wine at the bar, sitting in her favorite spot, looking at the beautiful night view through the floor-to-ceiling window. She might have accidentally kicked something just now, but she was already too heartbroken to care.

In the long night, only wine accompanied her to sleep, but tonight, she was unusually awake.

Shaking the wine glass in her hand, through the glass, Mu Bingtong seemed to see a couple laughing and playing, chasing each other on the grass...

The next day, Mu Bingtong fell ill with a fever and stayed in bed, calling her boss to take a leave then turned off her phone, covering herself with a blanket and sleeping deeply.

When she opened her eyes again, it was about five o’clock in the evening. She touched her forehead; the fever had subsided, but sweaty and uncomfortable, Mu Bingtong got up directly for another hot shower, this time unlike yesterday—her actions were simple and quick.

Once she turned on her phone, Mu Bingtong frowned slightly upon discovering numerous reminder messages. Why hadn’t these calls harassed her when she turned on her phone?

Besides calls from the company, there were others from Shen Jiaxin, her mom, and one unknown number. Mu Bingtong casually shut off her phone again, reasoning that everything could wait since she was already off work and she’d already taken leave, and she intended to have a good meal tonight!

Though she only had a little money left, considering that if she continued to binge eat, she might have to live on instant noodles for the rest of the month, she couldn’t help but want to vent a little. Only eating seemed to calm her down.

She made the decision and quickly dressed, grabbing her bag and heading to the familiar street. It had been five years, with this street accompanying her for five years. Five years ago, Chu Ge led her from one end to the other, nearly every shop owner around here recognized her, and without hesitation, she sat down at her regular spicy skewer stall.

"Boss lady! Thirty dollars!" Mu Bingtong held up three fingers, playfully coaxing the boss lady.

The boss lady was an approximately forty-year-old woman, slightly plump, and not very tall. The boss was a simple and honest man, who luckily hadn’t come today; the boss lady welcomed her warmly, "Xiao An is here."

"The usual?"

"Yes!"

Mu Bingtong was so familiar with the shop owners here that she didn’t have to personally approach or order; the boss lady knew what she liked and disliked instantly.

"Xiao An, are you feeling down today?"

The boss lady quickly noticed Mu Bingtong’s troubled mood.

Mu Bingtong just reluctantly smiled; she really didn’t want to talk or smile at that moment.

"My

"There is no hurdle in this world that can’t be passed; isn’t it just a matter of blinking your eyes?" The boss lady kept talking to Mu Bingtong while frying skewers.

Mu Bingtong supported her chin quietly, listening to the boss lady gossip—from comforting her to talk about her husband like a river with a broken dam, endlessly chatting away, meanwhile, the boss returned.

The boss lady began complaining about the boss running east and west in busy times, while the boss just stood by, silly and cheerful.

Mu Bingtong watched this ordinary couple, sharing life’s ups and downs for seventeen years, quarrelling and living through seventeen years, yet on the boss lady’s face, she’d never seen sorrow and pain. Despite the quarrels, she was indeed happy.

Mu Bingtong watched their ordinary lives and suddenly thought she was almost turning thirty soon, and her family seemed more anxious; this time, surely her mom was calling to talk again about which auntie was eager to introduce someone to her, right?

Early next morning, Mu Bingtong arrived at the company, and as she walked over, people were pointing at her, leaving her puzzled about whether she’d done something wrong.

Just as she sat down, Secretary Zhang walked over in sky-high heels to her desk, speaking in a sarcastic tone that grated on Mu Bingtong’s ears.

"Mu Bingtong, the manager wants you to come to his office."

Secretary Zhang’s eyes were filled with envy, leaving Mu Bingtong confused as she stood, glancing toward the other colleagues—they were looking at her with envy as well.

She’d only been away for a day, so what happened? Why was everyone acting so strange?