Xin Zaozao returned to the villa with Luo Xiaolang.
As soon as they stepped into the entrance hall.
Wan Quan walked over from the sofa, without uttering a word, raised her hand and slapped Xin Zaozao across her face.
In that instant, Xin Zaozao was even prepared, as usual, to take it without making a sound.
At the sa ti, a hand intercepted her face, quickly grabbed Wan Quan’s wrist and pushed her away forcefully.
Caught off guard, Wan Quan stumbled back several steps.
Had Mu Cidian not rushed to catch her from behind, she would probably be sprawling on the ground by now.
Wan Quan gave Xin Zaozao, and the Luo Xiaolang beside her, a furious glare.
Xin Zaozao didn’t say anything, just headed upstairs with Luo Xiaolang.
"Xin Zaozao." Wan Quan yelled out, "You’re the one who called the police on ?!"
Xin Zaozao didn’t respond.
She thought to herself, as for the specifics of the matter, they should have a very clear understanding.
She didn’t need to explain any further.
"You think you can sue !" Wan Quan shouted after her.
Whether she could or not, that would be for the law to decide.
She took Luo Xiaolang back to their room.
"Would you feel uncomfortable if you sleep with tonight?" Xin Zaozao asked Luo Xiaolang.
"Not at all." She could sleep anywhere.
In her Martial Art World, she never had her own room and often shared with fellow martial artists.
"I’ll find you so pajamas." Xin Zaozao said.
She still treated Luo Xiaolang politely.
"Okay."
Xin Zaozao found Luo Xiaolang so pajamas and sent her off to take a bath.
Luo Xiaolang obediently went to the bathroom.
Xin Zaozao was in the room, waiting for Luo Xiaolang to co out.
The room’s door was suddenly thrown open.
The lock hadn’t been replaced after it was broken by Mu Cidian earlier in the afternoon.
She sotis wondered, even if she changed the lock, what difference would it make?
She turned her gaze to Mu Cidian.
"Let’s talk." Mu Cidian said.
"About what?" Xin Zaozao sneered.
Once upon a ti, Mu Cidian would have used the word "talk".
"About you suing my mother."
"There’s nothing to talk about." Xin Zaozao refused.
"Say what you want up front." Mu Cidian’s tone was not pleasant.
"I want Wan Quan in jail."
"Xin Zaozao!" Mu Cidian gritted his teeth in anger.
"Leave, I want to rest."
Instead of leaving, Mu Cidian strode into the room, glaring at Xin Zaozao with raging force.
Xin Zaozao refused to et his eyes.
Suddenly, Mu Cidian pulled her violently towards himself, backing her against the wall.
The distance between them was close.
Xin Zaozao could even feel Mu Cidian’s breath on her cheek.
However, she remained composed.
"You think you can change anything?" Mu Cidian threatened her, his words close to her ear.
"How will I know if I don’t try?"
"Bla yourself if you don’t heed my warning, you stand to lose a lot if you go against ."
Xin Zaozao gave a sarcastic laugh, "As if by not going against you, the outco will be any different."
Mu Cidian’s eyes tightened.
"When I wanted nothing, how did you treat ?" Xin Zaozao stared directly at Mu Cidian, "Left penniless by causing the death of my father?!"
"Your father’s death was an accident!" Mu Cidian emphasized each word.
"Ha." Xin Zaozao sneered.
"I’m not stupid enough to kill your father before I got hold of Xin Group." Mu Cidian spoke with bitterness.
"Why is it that there were only two people in the car, my father and the driver? Weren’t you supposed to be with my father all the ti? And your mother, wasn’t she usually accompanying my father? It’s quite a coincidence, when the accident happened, neither of you were there." Xin Zaozao retorted sarcastically.
"So, no matter what I say, you’re not going to believe , right?"
"What makes you think I should trust you?" Xin Zaozao countered.
In this world, she would rather trust a stranger, a prisoner, than trust Mu Cidian even slightly.
"Drop the charges against my mother, I can give you one condition." Suddenly, Mu Cidian offered a concession.
Incredibly enough.
There was a ti when all her concessions got her nothing but neglect, yet now her strength brought him to his knees.
She said, "Do you think you matter that much to ?"
Mu Cidian looked at her coldly.
"Don’t believe that your one condition can entice . To , you’re really not that important." After finishing her words, Xin Zaozao tried to push him aside.
However, his strength was so strong that she couldn’t move him.
Fortunately, at that mont, Luo Xiaolang erged from the bathroom and saw the scene.
Xin Zaozao gave Luo Xiaolang a look.
Luo Xiaolang then forcefully pulled Mu Cidian away from Xin Zaozao.
He was taken aback, stumbling back several steps.
He turned to look at Luo Xiaolang, genuinely surprised at her strength.
It was certainly not the usual strength of a woman, or even a man.
"Don’t stare. My bodyguard." Xin Zaozao said, then added, "Responsible for my safety."
Of course, Mu Cidian understood what Xin Zaozao ant.
The implication was to prevent him from poisoning her.
Mu Cidian said nothing more, leaving the room with big strides.
Following his departure, Xin Zaozao called after him, "I can drop the charges against your mother, if she kneels and apologizes to ."
Mu Cidian hesitated as he left.
Xin Zaozao laughed.
Turns out, taking revenge really does give a thrill!
...
The next day, in the Song Family compound.
Early in the morning, Song Zhizhi drove to work.
Life seed different without Luo Xiaolang.
She phoned Wei Ziming the previous night, hoping he could find a reliable bodyguard for her, a male one.
Wei Ziming’s first reaction was that Luo Xiaolang had caused trouble again.
After Song Zhizhi explained, Wei Ziming was relieved and promised to notify her as soon as he found soone.
He should be quick.
Because without Luo Xiaolang, she felt uneasy.
She drove to the Comrcial Managent institution, clocked in to start her day.
As soon as she sat down at her desk, she heard soone say there was a eting.
Song Zhizhi hastily gathered her notes and headed for the conference room.
Every day was this busy, not a mont for a breather.
As soon as she sat down in the conference room, the departnt manager of their planning departnt, Chu Qin, took his place at the center of the table, throwing a stack of files onto it with a look of rage, darkening the atmosphere in an instant.
Everyone stayed silent, feeling the tension perate the room.
People who haven’t experienced this kind of high-pressure work environnt just can’t understand this kind of ntal and physical torture.
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