Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mu Chengxi withdrew his gaze from the RV, locking eyes with Wen Xin, and shook his head, “This is my first ti seeing this vehicle too; it must be grandmother’s guest. Let’s go in and find out.”
Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi entered the Mu family mansion, surprised that the butler didn’t co out to greet them. They sensed sothing was off – perhaps so important guest had arrived?
As Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin’s hand, headed towards Old Madam Mu’s courtyard, Aunt Fu hurried out, her face etched with impatience.
“Aunt Fu, what guest has arrived?” Mu Chengxi’s voice was calm and indifferent as he stopped the hurried Aunt Fu.
Hearing Mu Chengxi, Aunt Fu halted and turned around with a face of joy that quickly morphed into worry as she regarded Mu Chengxi.
“Seventh young master, the old master of the Qian family has co with Young
Master Qian. They claim that half a year ago, Miss Wen had rendered Young
Master Qian mute with acupuncture, and they’ve co to seek justice. They’re currently in the guest hall.”
Reminded by Aunt Fu’s words, Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin recalled the incident from half a year ago during a gathering organized by Liang Luoyu.
Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin exchanged a smile, finding it hard to believe that Qian ng could endure being mute for half a year. If they hadn’t co knocking today, Wen Xin might have forgotten the incident altogether.
“Let’s go have a look.” Wen Xin smirked coldly, glancing at Mu Chengxi. She felt a bit sorry for Qian ng – so long had passed, and he still couldn’t speak; she wondered if he was suffering.
Walking into the drawing room, Old Madam Mu’s eyes lit up upon seeing them enter, but she quickly waved them away as if to tell them to leave first.
Mu Chengxi, leading Wen Xin inside, seed not to notice Old Madam Mu’s gesture, his expression light but clearly displeased to those who knew him well.
“What wind has blown Old Master Qian here?” Mu Chengxi’s voice was cold and mocking.
Everyone in Beijing knew the Qian and Mu families were arch-enemies; it was sowhat remarkable for the Qian family to co asking for help.
Upon seeing Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi, Qian ng stood up excitedly. He had been searching for Wen Xin for half a year without any news, and even Mu Chengxi’s whereabouts were elusive.
Now, with no other option, he had brought his grandfather to seek Old Madam Mu’s intervention, forcing Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi to appear.
Unexpectedly, the old lady remained calm and refused their request to call Mu Chengxi back.
“You, young man, are even ruder than your father. At least your father would call ‘Uncle Qian’ when he saw ,” Old Master Qian huffed displeasedly.
As Old Master Qian glared at Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin, he couldn’t help but seethe. If he hadn’t forced Qian ng to co ho yesterday, he would’ve remained unaware of the humiliation his grandson suffered outside.
“If Old Master Qian is here to seek kin, he’s certainly in the wrong place. Since there’s nothing else, I’ll have the butler see you out!”
With that, Mu Chengxi gestured to the butler to escort Old Master Qian and Young Master Qian out.
“Wait, wait, wait. Young Master Mu, our young master is here today to ask Miss Wen for help with his inability to speak. It’s been half a year. Surely Miss Wen has cald down by now? Our young master has had a tough ti these past six months…”
Qian ng’s assistant, seeing Mu Chengxi about to send them away, quickly intervened.
He had witnessed Qian ng seeking treatnts everywhere without success. They were genuinely at their wits’ end, which is why they approached Wen Xin for help.
“Who are you to speak? If your master won’t speak, do you think you have the right to?” Mu Chengxi’s tone was not harsh; he didn’t really want to trouble Qian ng but couldn’t stand Old Master Qian’s haughty deanor. Let alone Mu Chengxi’s current status in Beijing. Even if the Mu family were to decline one day, he wouldn’t allow anyone to cause a scene at their ho.
Realizing Mu Chengxi’s displeasure, Qian ng’s assistant, knowing his place, stood silently beside Qian ng, daring not to speak further.
Fury filled Qian ng’s eyes, but under soone else’s roof, he had no choice but to bow his head. He silently vowed to avenge today’s humiliation suffered at the Mu family’s hands.
His gaze fell on Wen Xin, thinking vindictively about making her suffer once he got the chance.
Wen Xin, absorbed in her ga, was oblivious to Qian ng’s sinister look. Mu Chengxi saw it but simply took it as a hateful glare, not thinking much of it.
“Butler, send…
“Hold on, I’m here today to seek dical help for my grandson from Miss Wen.
Please, have rcy…”
Old Master Qian, faced with Mu Chengxi’s arrogance, softened his stance, perhaps seeing a reflection of Old Master Mu in him.
Realizing why Old Master Mu entrusted the family to Mu Chengxi, Old Master Qian acknowledged the young man’s superiority over the other Mu sons.
“No need to beg. I can solve Young Master Qian’s issue with a single needle, but my consultation fee is high – one hundred million. If Young Master Qian agrees, I can proceed imdiately.”
Wen Xin crisply interrupted Old Master Qian. To her, the solution wasn’t as simple as a few kind words. She also noted that there was no love lost between the Mu and Qian families; if so, a hefty fee was justified to teach them a lesson.
“One hundred million? Are you trying to rob us? Are you so wild girl from the countryside who’s never seen money? Do you know you could be buried alive with that amount?”
Old Master Qian’s blood pressure soared upon hearing Wen Xin’s demand, nearly exploding with rage at her audacious request.
“Slap.” Old Madam Mu’s hand forcefully hit the table, her aura fully unleashed, glaring furiously at Old Master Qian – a side of her Wen Xin had never seen.
Wen Xin now understood why, despite her delicate appearance, Old Madam Mu could uphold the entire Mu family, making outsiders fear her.
It turned out her seemingly indulgent deanor towards her son was just that — indulgence..
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