Chapter 120 — Gu Yan's Hypnosis Technique

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“Beicheng, I don’t care! You must find out why that scoundrel, Gu Yan, has appeared by Xiaoran’s side! As for that kid Gu Xiao, he’s been lucky so far, but it’s all because Mu Ran has shielded him from disaster! From now on, Gu Xiao will be made to serve our Xiaoran like a beast of burden!”

Old Master Gu was furious, striking his cane down again and again, his thin white mustache trembling with intensity.

Behind him, Shen Mubai, who had been lazily half-reclining on the sofa, suddenly stood up sharply, his heart pounding. It was the first time since childhood that he had ever seen Old Master Gu so enraged.

“Grandpa Gu, please don’t be angry. It might just be a coincidence—a coincidence. Gu Yan… Beicheng had already driven him out of the capital three years ago.”

Shen Mubai straightened his posture, unsure of what to do, glanced at Gu Beicheng, and sighed helplessly.

Gu Yan was an utterly despicable man, skilled in underhanded schemes.

If that bastard hadn’t once clouded Gu Beicheng’s mind, perhaps Gu Beicheng wouldn’t be suffering like this now.

“Grandpa Gu, come, please sit down first. No matter how anxious we are now, there’s nothing to be done but wait for news. Let’s hope the pilot of Mu Ran’s flight is experienced and capable.”

Shen Mubai helped Old Master Gu onto the sofa, then bent over to pour him some tea.

“Here, Grandpa Gu, don’t be like Beicheng. You know his flaw — whenever something happens, he shuts down, and no one can read his mind.”

Old Master Gu sipped the tea in small, measured mouthfuls, his old yet shrewd eyes falling on Gu Beicheng just as the latter turned around.

Their eyes—one old, one young—met in midair, sparking an indescribable tension.

“Grandpa, Gu Yan cannot be spared.”

As he spoke, the veins at Gu Beicheng’s temples bulged, and his entire aura shifted abruptly.

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It was as if the man’s prior calm was the eerie silence before a storm.

“That’s not possible.”

Old Master Gu narrowed his gaze at Gu Beicheng’s cold, ruthless black eyes. His aged hand trembled slightly as he held the teacup.

“Beicheng, this is a society governed by law now. Remember, you represent the entire Gu family! The entire City Star Group! I don’t care what you did when you were young, but you’re almost thirty now. You can’t afford to mess around!”

He slammed the teacup down heavily.

“Are you still blaming me for ruining my second uncle?”

Gu Beicheng’s eyes narrowed, a sharp gleam shooting toward the cracked teacup on the table.

After a moment, a sly, wicked smile curved his lips.

“You know what my second uncle did to my father and mother. I didn’t send him to join them in death—that’s mercy enough.”

Gu Beicheng’s voice and smile carried a hint of fierce resolve.

If anyone else had been in the room, they would have trembled in fear.

But Old Master Gu and Shen Mubai were utterly unafraid.

Because this was Gu Beicheng—the true decisive and ruthless eldest son of the Gu family.

“Beicheng! Don’t bring that up again! Let’s talk about Mu Ran! About Mu Ran’s situation! Those past matters are behind us now. Grandpa Gu, please don’t mention them anymore!”

Shen Mubai, unable to contend with Gu Beicheng’s stubbornness, could only shake his head vigorously toward Old Master Gu.

Shen Mubai and Gu Beicheng had been childhood friends.

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No matter what happened to Gu Beicheng, big or small, Shen Mubai could recount every detail.

As for the Gu family’s second uncle, he was a scoundrel just like his son.

Both shared one defining trait: ruthlessly sacrificing family for personal gain.

Years ago, the second uncle schemed for the Gu family’s inheritance and shares in the City Star Group, causing the car accident that led to Gu Beichen’s parents’ death by drowning.

Gu Yan had hypnotized Gu Beicheng, attempting to control his mind and even tried to kill his own biological father through him.

Fortunately, Gu Beicheng’s will was strong at the critical moment; he broke free from Gu Yan’s hypnosis and escaped death at the hands of the second uncle.

For years, Gu Beicheng and Shen Mubai had been secretly wary of that scoundrel, Gu Yan.

After all, someone who dared to harm their own father was capable of every kind of deceit and cruelty.

Gu Beicheng had always worried Gu Yan would move against Old Master Gu or Gu Xiao.

He never imagined the enemy’s hand had already reached Mu Ran.

Shen Mubai knew Gu Beicheng must be feeling guilty, blaming himself for being too public about his relationship with Mu Ran, which had brought her trouble.

“Ding—”

Old Master Gu’s phone call shattered the temporary calm in the room.

“Beicheng! What’s going on? Why do my men tell me the pilot of Xiaoran’s flight got the position through connections? What’s happening with these airlines? Are they treating flying like a joke?!”