<h4>Chapter 129: Chapter 0129: Strange Guest</h4><h4></h4>


    "What do you think your dad wants us for this time?" Chu Ge parked the car, got out ahead of time to open the car door for Mu Bingtong: "Could it really be your father asking for his son-inw’s hand?"


    "If you keep talking nonsense, you’re finding your own ce to stay tonight!" Mu Bingtong felt helpless with Chu Ge, who had no filter and dared to say anything and everything.


    "Alright, my lips are sealed!" Chu Ge was actually just joking, and he followed Mu Bingtong towards the vi.


    After the doorbell rang four or five times, the door was abruptly pulled open. To Mu Bingtong’s surprise, the person standing inside was not Mu Changge but a young man in a ck coat.


    The young man seemed to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and when he firstid eyes on Mu Bingtong, a sh of astonishment crossed his eyes, and his movements paused slightly.


    "Are you..." Mu Bingtong looked at the young man, her brows tightly knit: "A guest he invited?"


    "You must be Mu Bingtong." The young man took a few seconds to recover before showing a familiar demeanor: "Uncle Mu often mentions you to me, but I have been so tied up with things on my end that I couldn’t make time. Now that I see you in person, you’re much more beautiful than in photos!"


    It’s said that one does not p a smiling face, and although Mu Bingtong felt somewhat dissatisfied with the young man’s over-familiar attitude, she didn’t show it and instead put on a polite smile: "You tter me."


    While she said this, the young man had already stepped aside, allowing them to enter.


    When Chu Ge passed by the young man, his step faltered slightly. For some reason, he felt a sense of difort emanating from this person, along with a trace of familiarity!


    Upon entering, they were in the lounge, and in the middle of the coffee table, there were several cups of hot tea. Three middle-aged men sat on the surrounding sofas, all looking to be in their thirties. Two of them wore sullen expressions, and when their gazes swept over Mu Bingtong and Chu Ge, there was a chilly undertone.


    Mu Bingtong’s brows were already furrowed. She had thought that Mu Changge had only called them over for a brief chat, and had not expected so many strangers to be present.


    At that moment, the young man in ck followed up and walked over to the three middle-aged men on the sofa, saying, "Let me introduce you, this is Uncle Mu Changge’s daughter, Mu Bingtong. As for the gentleman behind her, you are..."


    The young man gave an inquisitive look, and Chu Ge made no attempt to hide, saying directly, "My surname is Chu, with a given name of Ge. Are all of you friends of Uncle Mu?"


    What puzzled Chu Ge was that, as soon as he announced his name, the several people in the lounge seemed to take a few extra moments to scrutinize him.


    "Please have a seat." At this moment, the middle-aged man in the center of the sofa waved his hand and said, "Xiao Zhao, pour two more cups of tea."


    "Sure thing!" The one called Xiao Zhao, the young man in ck from earlier, responded eagerly to the middle-aged man’s summons and headed to the kitchen.


    This scene made Mu Bingtong’s eyes briefly reveal a touch of displeasure. Indeed, this ce was technically her home, and these strangers were acting like the hosts in every respect, making even Chu Ge feel slightly ufortable.


    However, with Mu Bingtong’sposure, she naturally wouldn’t show it openly, and Chu Ge didn’t think it was worth making a fuss over such trivial matters. Seeing that Mu Bingtong sat down on a sofa nearby, he too took a seat right beside her.


    The young man known as Xiao Zhao was now walking over with two cups of freshly steeped hot tea. After cing the teacups before them, he stepped behind a middle-aged man, standing with both hands sped in front of his abdomen, exuding a respectful attitude toward the middle-aged man.


    "Everyone," Mu Bingtong held her teacup but did not drink. After choosing her words carefully, she said, "All the guests are here, but where is our host?"


    Naturally, she was asking about Mu Changge’s whereabouts. The middle-aged men exchanged nces, and finally, the one seated in the middle of the sofa spoke up, "Oh, Mr. Mu told you to go straight to his room once you returned. We thought since you’ve just arrived, it would be nice to let you rest first and have some hot tea, right?"


    "I appreciate the kind gesture," Mu Bingtong responded upon hearing this, but promptly set the teacup down, exchanged a nce with Chu Ge, and headed upstairs.


    The young man seemed to want to follow her, but after getting a re from the middle-aged man in front of him, he obediently kept his head down and stayed where he was.


    "I wonder, Mr. Chu, where might you be employed now?" the previously speaking middle-aged man took a small sip of his tea, asking with a smile, as he watched Mu Bingtong’s receding figure walking up the stairs.


    Without touching the teacup in front of him, Chu Ge nced at the man and replied directly, "At President Mu’spany, just a small security team leader, barely making ends meet."


    For some reason, he felt something was amiss but couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. A sense of caution started to rise within Chu Ge as he turned to look at Mu Bingtong’s back.


    "Oh? A security team leader?" The middle-aged man chuckled, leaned toward Chu Ge, and said in a subdued voice, "I’m afraid it’s more than that, isn’t it? Mr. Chu is quite capable. I’ve heard recently that Mr. Chu is remarkably close with the Ouyang Family, one of the Four Great Families of Shanghai!"


    Chu Ge’s heart stirred, but outwardly he remained impassive, not denying it but simply responded with a light smile, "You’re well-informed indeed."


    "Merely hearsay, just hearsay," the middle-aged manughed off, retreating back and ceasing to engage in conversation with Chu Ge, instead slowly sipping his tea.


    By this time, Mu Bingtong had already gone upstairs and reached Mu Changge’s room. She pushed open the door and entered. At the very moment Mu Bingtong entered the room, Chu Ge’s eyelids twitched slightly, and a surge of uneasiness rose from his heart.


    He didn’t hesitate and immediately stood up from the sofa.


    "Mr. Chu?" The young man in ck gave Chu Ge a look and asked, "Where are you nning to go?"


    "Oh, I just remembered something I need to discuss with Uncle Mu," Chu Ge found an excuse and started walking towards the staircase.


    However, at that moment, the several middle-aged men all stood up from the sofa at once, and Xiao Zhao took a few steps forward, blocking Chu Ge’s path, "Mr. Chu, after so many years of misunderstanding, the father and daughter really need to talk alone."


    Chu Ge looked at him, silent, but the atmosphere in the room had suddenly changed.


    Just as the tension reached a boiling point, a pleasant ringtone sounded from Chu Ge’s pocket.


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