Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Liang Luoyu kept his head down, feeling completely powerless. Today, he had planned to arrange a gathering to celebrate his narrow escape from death, but now it seemed like this wasn’t a celebration at all—it was more like a farewell party for him.
At this point, he even had thoughts of his own funeral arrangements, contemplating what kind of urn his ashes should be placed in.
At that moment, he really wanted to die.
“Linyan, you don’t need to explain. Your identity is obviously superior to that of someone of unknown origin—”
Before Qian Meng could finish his sentence, he suddenly couldn’t speak anymore. He stood frozen in place, looking bewildered, completely unaware of what was happening or why he couldn’t move.
The others turned to look at Qian Meng, puzzled by his sudden strange posture and the fact that he seemed unable to speak, his mouth opening and closing without making a sound.
“What’s wrong with you, Qian Meng?”
At this moment, the domineering voice of Pentakill rang out in the quiet room, accompanied by the sound of victory.
“A man’s mouth is even more gossipy than a woman’s. Might as well just shut
Wen Xin handed her phone to Mu Chengxi, stood up from his embrace, and scanned the crowd with her dark and cold eyes. She brushed off her clothes, lightly pinched her wrist, and lazily walked toward Qian Meng.
As she passed by Jiang Linyan, Wen Xin’s lips curled up slightly. She raised her hand and casually pushed Jiang Linyan, the action seeming arrogant and unrestrained.
“Move aside, please. Even my little Guagua knows this.”
Jiang Linyan was pushed aside by Wen Xin, completely caught off guard. She involuntarily took a few steps back to the side.
She looked at Wen Xin in astonishment. Apart from Mu Chengxi, no one in the capital dared to treat her like this. She wondered who had given Wen Xin the courage to act this way.
Gu Yanzhe stood by Liang Luoyu’s side, his hand resting on Liang Luoyu’s shoulder. He had only one feeling: this big shot was too arrogant, clearly looking for trouble.
Under the gaze of everyone, Wen Xin approached Qian Meng.
Qian Meng hadn’t looked at Wen Xin directly since she entered. Now, seeing Wen Xin’s appearance for the first time, he was slightly stunned. This girl… she was so damn beautiful!
An evil thought unconsciously arose in his mind.
Sensing Qian Meng’s gaze, Wen Xin’s ice-cold eyes took on a bloodthirsty edge. She raised an eyebrow at Qian Meng.
“It seems I was too lenient when I told you to shut up earlier. Well, then, don’t blame me for being impolite now!”
Suddenly, without Qian Meng realizing the danger, Wen Xin had already inserted a silver needle between her fingers and jabbed it into Qian Meng’s abdomen. The action was so fast that Qian Meng didn’t even feel it.
It wasn’t until later, when Qian Meng found himself unable to move, that he remembered what had happened.
Recalling the sensation at that moment, he only felt a slight bloating in his abdomen before he lost all other feelings.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Xin took a silver needle from Qian Meng’s neck. Instantly, Qian Meng felt his stiff limbs regain their mobility, but he still couldn’t speak.
He stared at Wen Xin in bewilderment, pointing to his mouth, wanting to ask her what was going on, what had happened, but he couldn’t utter a word.
Some of those present were there when Mu Chengxi introduced Wen Xin. They were well aware of Mu Chengxi’s regard for Wen Xin and didn’t dare to say anything.
Others who didn’t know Wen Xin recognized Mu Chengxi’s attitude toward her and understood her position in his heart, so they also kept quiet.
“What? Do you want to ask why you can’t speak? I’m sorry, you won’t get a chance to ask. Since your mouth can’t say anything nice, there’s no need to speak.”
“I’m just giving your mouth a break for a while. You don’t need to thank me. I don’t have any special hobbies; I just enjoy helping others have fun!”
Wen Xin had now resumed her calm and cold demeanor. She raised an eyebrow at the enraged Qian Meng. “What? Unconvinced? Do you believe I can paralyze you with a single needle? Do you want to give it a try?”
“Wen Xin, don’t go too far. Do you think you can just act recklessly here? This is the capital. Don’t cause trouble for Mu Chengxi. There will be times when even he can’t protect you!”
Jiang Linyan looked at Wen Xin’s arrogant manner with great annoyance. What right did a wild girl have to gain Mu Chengxi’s favor?
As Jiang Linyan’s words fell, everyone looked at Wen Xin with strange expressions, thinking that she had offended the wrong person.
Everyone present knew Qian Meng’s identity. Apart from Mu Chengxi, Qian Meng was the most arrogant person in the capital. Recently, the Qian family had entered into cooperation with the Independent State, significantly raising their status in the capital. They all felt that Qian Meng was now on par with Mu Chengxi.
“Oh? Is it that serious? Mu Chengxi can’t even protect me? That’s a shame…”
Wen Xin looked regretful as she glanced at Jiang Linyan, giving the impression that she regretted provoking Qian Meng.
The next moment, Wen Xin suddenly laughed, wild and charming.
“Too bad. I, Wen Xin, don’t need Mu Chengxi’s protection. I am his girlfriend, that’s a fact. But I don’t need to rely on anyone. If anyone dares to come at me, bring it on. I just want to see who will end up dead in the end!”
Wen Xin’s smile disappeared, replaced by a chilling gaze in her dark and bright eyes. Those familiar with Wen Xin could tell that she was truly angry now.
Liang Luoyu lay weakly in his wheelchair, feeling like his life was now on a countdown. If he walked out of the door of this room and wasn’t taken to the crematorium, it would be a stroke of luck.
Jiang Linyan couldn’t believe Wen Xin would say such arrogant words. She was unsure whether Wen Xin truly had a powerful background or was just too naive, like a country bumpkin who hadn’t seen the world’s dangers, to be so audacious.
Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xin vent her emotions. Slowly, he stood up from the sofa and walked to her side. He placed a hand on her shoulder, gently pulling her into his embrace.
“My little ancestor is just like this—so domineering. I can only indulge her. Those who are not convinced can come at me. I can play with you and see who will win.’
Gu Yanzhe looked at the two big shots’ arrogant demeanor and sighed softly. He gently squeezed Liang Luoyu’s shoulder. It seemed that today, there was more than one person ready to die in atonement. There was also him…
If it weren’t for Gu Xiang bringing Jiang Linyan over, it wouldn’t have turned out like this..