A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

“At that time, I was invited by her father to discuss the mining business, and I thought with my identity, no one would dare to scheme against me, but I was wrong, I didn’t realize a woman could become so crazed she wouldn’t care about the consequences.”

“Later, after I came to my senses, her father came to apologize of his own accord, willing to compensate me with ten years of profit from their family’s raw gem mines.”

“You know, I’m not exactly a saint; naturally, I wouldn’t just forget about the pain for that bit of profit. I nearly died at her hands.”

“Eventually, many people came to seek peace, and just like that, her father, for his only daughter, was willing to compensate me with the ownership rights to their two mines, and then he took his wealth and left F Province, disappearing without a trace.”

Mu Chengxi leaned against Wen Xin’s cheek, gently kissed her, and then continued speaking, “Later, Gu Yanzhe was worried their family might take some illicit measures for revenge, so he specifically investigated their family affairs, but there was no trace to be found.”

“Gu Yanzhe was so agitated when he saw Ailin yesterday, entirely because he couldn’t have imagined she would appear in Beijing.”

Mu Chengxi softly explained the matter to Wen Xin, and after hearing it, Wen Xin unconsciously raised her eyebrows with a gentle smile.

“She and her family have always been in D country; it’s just that their identities have changed,” said Wen Xin.

Wen Xin then stood up from the sofa, walked over to the table, picked up her cellphone that she had carelessly thrown there, unlocked WeChat, and forwarded a document to Mu Chengxi.

“Three years ago, Ailin’s family, the Motal Family, suddenly emerged in D country, but their identity was no longer that of the Motal Family; they had replaced the core of a smaller family and risen to power with someone else’s identity.”

“Their family appeared in the form of a conglomerate and could be said to have participated in many businesses, but they understood the rules well, never meddling in F Province’s affairs or involving themselves in the inland business.”

“This is their first time expanding inland, and it’s at the invitation of the Kunshan Group.”

Suddenly, Wen Xin also understood why the piano competition had chosen D country; likely, Wen Yunuo’s relationship with the Motal Family was not superficial.

Wen Xin walked over to Mu Chengxi and sat down next to him, holding the phone and looking at the calendar on it, an idea suddenly struck her.

“Has Liang Luoyu gotten in touch with you these past two days?” she asked.

Mu Chengxi didn’t understand why Wen Xin would suddenly think of Liang Luoyu; his gaze shifted from the document on the phone, looking at Wen Xin with some confusion.

“Why bring up Liang Luoyu all of a sudden? Now that I think about it, it does seem like Liang Luoyu hasn’t spoken in the group for two days now.”

As he spoke, Mu Chengxi saved the document Wen Xin had sent, passed the phone to her, and let Wen Xin check the last message Liang Luoyu had sent in the group.

Wen Xin did not refuse the phone Mu Chengxi handed over, opened the message record of Liang Luoyu’s conversation, which seemed ordinary, just sharing some videos about Tan Xingyue’s participation in the competition, along with some idle chatter during boring moments.

After returning Mu Chengxi’s phone back to him, Wen Xin tentatively dialed Tan Xingyue’s number, only to find the phone was in an unanswered state.

Wen Xin raised her hand to rub her slightly aching temples as she considered whom she could contact at this moment to ensure Tan Xingyue’s safety.

When they had just arrived in Country D, Wen Xin had arranged for many people to protect Tan Xingyue, but once Tan Xingyue found out, she insisted it was inconvenient and had Wen Xin withdraw everyone.

At that time, Wen Xin hadn’t thought too much about it, figuring with Liang Luoyu there, there shouldn’t be any problems.

However, she hadn’t anticipated that there would indeed be trouble now, and even Liang Luoyu might not be safe.

Mu Chengxi seemed to sense something was off with Wen Xin, he extended his hand to clasp her waist, drawing Wen Xin into his embrace.

“What’s wrong? Has something happened?”

“Yes, there seems to be a problem on Tan Xingyue and Liang Luoyu’s end.” Wen Xin frowned deeply, her complexion not looking good. She had suspected the piano competition might be a trap but hadn’t expected those people to bide their time and make their move after so long.

Upon hearing Wen Xin’s words, Mu Chengxi unconsciously furrowed his brow, “Maybe Tan Xingyue is just too busy to answer the phone?”

“It’s possible she’s too busy to answer calls, but… it’s unlikely she wouldn’t send me a message for two days.”

Wen Xin placed her phone in front of Mu Chengxi; the screen displayed the chat interface between her and Tan Xingyue, with the timestamp stopping at two days prior.

Knowing Wen Xin wouldn’t be alarmed without reason, Mu Chengxi picked up the phone and dialed Mu Nan’s number. “I’ll have Mu go to Country D. He’s in Continent M, which is relatively close to Country D.”

Wen Xin considered for a moment and then nodded lightly. With the complex powers at play in Heart M, and that person having come to Beijing, she was at a loss as to whom to send to Country D to gather information. She only hoped all this was just her misperception.

In Country D, Gu Yanzhe was locked in a dark room, sitting quietly on the floor, calculating just how long he had been there.

He was very worried about Tan Xingyue but was helpless to do anything except wait, wait for someone to open the door, looking for a way to escape this place.

“Has Gu Yanzhe not come to yet? It’s been over forty hours. Maybe the dose was too strong, affecting her bodily functions, otherwise why would Tan Xingyue be screaming while he remains unresponsive?”

At that moment, a woman’s voice echoed through the corridor. For some reason, Liang Luoyu found it familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

“We just checked on the surveillance. Liang Luoyu truly hasn’t come to, but we can confirm he’s still alive. We dare not go in to check; after all, he’s professionally trained. We fear his retaliation.”

The man’s voice wasn’t loud, but the chill in his tone was discernible – it was clear this man was no good man.

Liang Luoyu placed his head between his knees, contemplating how to leave this place and contact the outside world. He could afford to be trapped here, but not Tan Xingyue. He dared not imagine what Tan Xingyue might be facing.

“Since he hasn’t woken up, we don’t need to bother with him. Go next door and check on that Tan Xingyue. Keep her well for now; she might come in handy later on. She could be her Achilles’ heel.”

As the woman’s voice faded, Liang Luoyu heard their retreating footsteps in the quiet environment. He slowly lifted his head.