Qingyun paused, realizing what the old man was talking about, and replied,
"Grandpa, how could you think that way? You forced that man to leave because he was not good enough for Miss. You did it for Miss's own good."
"Sigh, I always thought I was doing it for Wenya's own good. But I was clearly doing it for her own good, so how did it turn out this way? In the end, it was my fault."
"No. Miss just hasn't figured it out yet, and hasn't understood your good intentions. Everyone thinks you're against being with that man because he's poor and powerless, but only I know that the reason you're so against it is because of that man..."
"Forget it, what's the point of saying all this? Wenya has already made up her mind about that man. Even if I tell her that there's something wrong with him, she won't believe me. Let it be a misunderstanding. By the way, tell the person you sent to monitor the young master to come back. There's no need to carry out the mission."
Upon hearing this, Qingyun was taken aback. "Grandpa, are you saying that we don't need to follow the young master anymore starting today?"
"No need, you didn't see how that little brat threatened me!"
The old man jumped up from the sofa and cursed angrily.
"That brat is really ungrateful. Let's ignore him. Also, send more people to protect the safety of everyone in the villa from the shadows. I'm worried that the Xia family isn't the only one plotting against the Mu family. If one plan fails, they'll come up with another. We need to be extra careful."
"Yes, sir."
Qingyun took two steps outside, then suddenly remembered something, turned back and asked,
"Then, sir, what do you think we should do with Miss Xia? Should we kick her out?"
"Why rush her? Let her stay here. With his own daughter here, that old man will have some reservations."
"Grandpa, you're so smart."
"Nonsense, I don't need you to flatter me."
Qingyun: "..."
*
Philadelphia, a high-end club.
"Useless, useless! You're all a bunch of useless trash!"
After a string of angry curses, the middle-aged man picked up an empty teacup from the coffee table and threw it at the man standing in front of him.
The man sidestepped the teacup, dodging the attack. The middle-aged man became even angrier and grabbed a nearby wine bottle, smashing it at the man.
The older man, sitting next to the middle-aged man, stood up, took the wine bottle from his hand, put it back in its place, and comforted him.
"President Xia, calm down. What's the point of hitting him? Even if you kill him, Mu Nanxun will still be alive and well, continuing to be the head of Mu's Enterprise, forever keeping us on top."
The man addressed as "General Manager Xia" is Xia Bingqing's father, Xia Quan'an. The man who tried to persuade him is Ji Nian.
Xia Quan'an, still furious, spat at the man standing in front of him and cursed.
"What a useless piece of trash! I spent so much money hiring them, calling them top-tier assassins, and what did they do? They didn't even scratch Mu Nanxun. Instead, they injured my daughter! Tell me, what else can you call them but trash?!"
"Forget it, forget it, this was an accident. If we still want the Mu family's assets and want to trample Mu Nanxun under our feet, we'll still have to spend money to bring them here. You and I are businessmen on the surface, we can't get our hands dirty, these things can only be settled with money."
Ji Nian whispered in Xia Quan'an's ear.
Xia Quan'an glared at the standing man again, said, "Get lost!", and sent him away.
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