On her first day of work, Xiao Xin offended Fu Yan, the eldest son of the Fu Group. It was rumored that this eldest son of the Fu family had a violent temper, and no one dared to approach within te...
Xiao Xin nodded noncommittally: "You're right."
Mo Xuan's smile vanished in an instant. He leaned against the kitchen counter and poked Xiao Xin's head: "She's already gone back to her old flame, and you're still thinking about her?"
"Xiao Xin, have you lost your mind?" Mo Xuan said, sounding exasperated.
Xiao Xin glanced at him: "Mind your own business."
"Hey!" Mo Xuan put his hands on his hips, looking indignant. "Xiao Xin, you didn't know about the cooperation between the Fu family and the Jiang family, did you?"
Xiao Xin paused in her cracking of eggs, suddenly remembering the phone she had smashed earlier that day.
He lowered his eyes, continued cracking the eggs, and said calmly, "I know."
Mo Xuan: "Then why are you still thinking about him?"
"Jiang Yuqing killed someone," Xiao Xin replied, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Wh-what?" Mo Xuan looked at Xiao Xin in shock.
Xiao Xin put down the bowl and whisk in her hand, looked at Mo Xuan face to face, and said, "Jiang Yuqing is a murderer."
Seeing his serious expression, which didn't seem like he was joking, Mo Xuan frowned. "Who did he kill, and how do you know?"
Seeing that he was stunned, Xiao Xin sighed and turned back to continue cracking the eggs in the bowl.
“These things are not important to you, and it’s better if you don’t know,” Xiao Xin said.
He didn't want innocent people to get involved in this mess.
Mo Xuan looked at Xiao Xin seriously for two seconds, then smiled with relief: "That's true."
He crossed his arms and leaned against the kitchen counter, muttering to himself, "Xiao Xin, don't keep everything bottled up inside. If you need any help, just say so. If I can help you, I will."
Xiao Xin's pupils dilated slightly, then he suddenly laughed: "What if I wanted to bring down the Jiang family?"
Mo Xuan fell silent, staring at him in a daze.
Xiao Xin then asked, "Will you help or not?"
Mo Xuan: "Xiao Xin, this..."
Seeing that he seemed about to speak but hesitated, Xiao Xin immediately interrupted him: "I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."
After these words were spoken, neither of them spoke again, and the kitchen suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
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The bedroom on the second floor of the Fu family villa.
Fu Yan had just finished showering and was drying his hair when he came out of the bathroom.
After a busy day, I'm exhausted, both physically and mentally.
He lay in bed, Xiao Xin's face haunting his mind.
He reached for his phone on the bed and instinctively dialed Xiao Xin's number.
A mechanical female voice came from the phone: "Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off..."
Fu Yan stared at the automatically disconnected call screen, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
He tried dialing twice more, but the phone was still off.
After thinking for a moment, Fu Yan tentatively sent Xiao Xin a WeChat message: "Brother, what are you doing?"
The message was sent successfully, thankfully without a red exclamation mark.
Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but after waiting for half a minute, Xiao Xin still hadn't replied.
He felt inexplicably anxious and made two more voice and video calls to Xiao Xin.
Xiao Xin made about ten video and voice calls, but none of them were answered.
Fu Yan was upset and sat up abruptly from the bed.
He rubbed his hair irritably, his unease growing stronger.
Is something wrong with Xiao Xin?
Fu Yan was so anxious that he was pacing back and forth, unsure whether to stand or lie down.
He ran to the balcony and took a couple of deep breaths. Looking down at the bodyguards surrounding the villa, he felt incredibly anxious.
The old shareholders of the Fu family have been appeased for the time being, but there are still unstable factors. Yu Muqing is afraid that he will slip away without her permission, so she has specially arranged for people to guard the villa.
He would need to grow wings to slip out of here.
Looking at the lawn below the balcony, Fu Yan felt an urge to jump down.
Yu Muqing had just returned from outside when she looked up and saw Fu Yan standing shirtless on the balcony, lost in thought.
He put his hands in his pockets, looked up at Fu Yan, and said, "What are you standing there like an idiot for? Go back to sleep!"
They're not afraid of catching a cold by not wearing clothes in this cold weather.
Fu Yan looked down at him, then suddenly shouted, "I want to get out!"
Yu Muqing glanced down at her watch. "It's 10 p.m., past curfew."
Fu Yan retorted, "Are you locking up prisoners?"
Yu Muqing ignored him and walked into the door with one hand in her pocket.
Fu Yan was furious when he saw that Fu Yan was blatantly ignoring him.
He was wearing pajamas, and he opened the door and went downstairs.
Yu Muqing sat on the living room sofa, loosened his tie, and just as he took off his watch, a figure appeared in front of him.
He glanced upwards and met Fu Yan's fierce, wolf-like eyes.
Yu Muqing's eyes were full of exhaustion. He loosened his tie and raised an eyebrow: "What, want to fight?"
Fu Yan grabbed his collar and pushed him onto the sofa: "You couldn't get through to Xiao Xin on the phone, did you do that?"
Yu Muqing frowned and looked at him: "No."
Fu Yan stopped, stood up straight, and said to Yu Muqing from the side, "I can't contact him right now..."
Yu Muqing interrupted with a smile: "So you're worried and want to go out to look for him?"
Fu Yan responded softly, "Mm."
Yu Muqing stopped smiling and said seriously, "No."
Fu Yan glanced at him sideways: "On what grounds?"
“As a member of the Fu family, every move you make now carries the risk of losing your head. I don’t want the Fu family to take risks with you.” Yu Muqing’s eyes were sharp, and her tone left no room for argument.
Fu Yan clenched his fist, gritted his teeth, and turned to walk towards the door.
As soon as he reached the fence, two bodyguards reached out to stop him.
Fu Yan's expression was icy. "Get out of the way!"
Bodyguard: "Young Master Fu, please don't make things difficult for us."
Fu Yan glanced at them and stood at the door, locked in a stalemate with them.
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