Chapter 686: Chapter 685: Deliberately Forcing Old Master Jiang to Send Her Abroad
Sun Ning left the hospital and casually hopped into a taxi, without exchanging any extra words with Wen Xin, and left the hospital directly.
Watching Sun Ning depart, Wen Xin slowly made her way out of the hospital’s main entrance.
As she stepped out the door, she saw a familiar car parked by the side of the road, and Mu Chengxi standing gracefully beside it, holding a cigarette in one hand and a cellphone in the other, apparently on a call with someone.
Wen Xin walked over to the car, watching Mu Chengxi’s silhouette. Mu Bei quickly got out of the driver’s seat and opened the other side of the car door for Wen Xin, allowing her to get inside.
Wen Xin bent down to sit in the car and saw a cup of milk tea placed on the armrest, knowing without a doubt it must have been prepared by Mu Chengxi.
Wen Xin took a disinfectant wipe from the car, cleaned her hands, picked up the milk tea, and inserted the straw. The cold, sweet milk tea slid down her throat comfortably, making her involuntarily sigh contentedly.
Hearing the soft sound of Wen Xin’s sigh, Mu Bei thought she might be dissatisfied with the milk tea, so he quickly turned back to look at Wen Xin, asking with a somewhat anxious voice.
“Miss Wen, is the milk tea not to your liking? I made sure to follow Master Xi’s instructions exactly—the milk tea with half sugar, less ice, no pearls…”
“It’s delicious,” Wen Xin replied briefly to Mu Bei without explaining the reason for her sigh. She pulled out her phone from her pocket to browse the day’s news and see if the trending topics had died down.
Wen Xin had just opened Weibo when her feed went wild with activity. Her once serene private Weibo account was now buzzing with interaction—private messages, notifications, and follows were all marked with the red ’99’ indicator.
She clicked on her post that publicly announced her relationship with Mu Chengxi, and the comments section was flooded with well-wishes.
Mu Chengxu: “Wow, wow, wow, our family’s Little Yao and my handsome brother’s wife have finally made it official, congratulations, congratulations. I look forward to the next Weibo post having a picture of the little red book.”
Liang Luoyu: “Now I can openly call you Little Sister-in-Law, wishing you everlasting happiness!”
Gu Yanzhe: “Little Sister-in-Law, please take good care of us in the future, wishing you and our Master Xi a lifelong happiness…”
Ou Jinzhi: “Now that it’s official, you better invite us for a wedding drink soon!”
Ling Yichen: “Congratulations to Master Xi for finally winning the beauty, I’m waiting to be your best man!”
Yuan Junye: “Congratulations, congratulations!”
As Wen Xin scrolled through the comments, many were from Mu Chengxi’s brothers, and their congratulatory messages were more or less the same.
Inadvertently, Wen Xin saw a comment from a minor account on her Weibo, “Watching you grow up, please let me give you away at your wedding.”
Seeing that comment, Wen Xin didn’t need to guess who it was. She quietly exited her Weibo without deleting or replying to the comment, allowing him to deal with it on his own. There was no need for any more entanglement.
Wen Xin’s beautiful fingers tapped into Weibo’s trending search, where she found that the only remaining hot search about her was the announcement of her relationship with Mu Chengxi; all the other topics had disappeared.
Just then, Mu Chengxi got into the car from outside, and Wen Xin held up her phone in front of him, “Did you have the online trending topics about me removed?”
“Yes, I was afraid you’d be annoyed if you saw it.” Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin with complete candor; he knew Wen Xin did not like dealing with trouble, so he took it upon himself to dispense with those troubles for her.
Listening to Mu Chengxi speak as if it was the most natural thing in the world, Wen Xin let out a light laugh, put away her phone, placed it on the seat next to her, adjusted her posture in the car, and curled lazily into the seat, holding a cold milk tea in her hands.
Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xin’s movements, took the milk tea from her hands, and spoke softly, cautioning, “It’s late at night, try not to drink anything cold.”
Wen Xin had no objections to Mu Chengxi taking her milk tea; she looked at him with slightly squinted eyes, “Who were you just calling?”
According to Wen Xin’s understanding of Mu Chengxi, he did not want her to know about the content of the phone call he had just made. Otherwise, upon her arrival, Mu Chengxi would have taken the initiative to stick to her rather than having her wait in the car for so long before he joined her.
“It was your uncle. Did you know about Jiang Linyan being bailed out and sent out of the country?”
Mu Chengxi wasn’t sure whether Wen Xin was aware of Jiang Linyan being sent away, given her calm appearance.
“I knew, and when I had Jiang Linyan exposed, I had already guessed this would be the outcome.”
Seeing Wen Xin looking as if everything was within her expectations, Mu Chengxi started to wonder; he couldn’t quite figure out what Wen Xin was planning to do.
“You knew? Then why didn’t you stop…”
“Stop? Why should I stop it? My goal was to force Old Man Jiang to send Jiang Linyan out of the country. Old Man Jiang believes all his calculations are precise, but what he doesn’t know is that he’s already thrown Jiang Linyan to the wolves.”
As Wen Xin spoke, she blinked at Mu Chengxi; her beautiful eyes carried an indescribable allure, causing his mind to blank out for a moment, as if he suddenly lost the ability to think.
However, Mu Chengxi quickly came back to his senses, pulled Wen Xin into his arms, and held her close, “What’s the endgame with your plan? What do you mean by forcing Old Man Jiang to make a move?”
Wen Xin made no resistance to Mu Chengxi’s actions; she lay on him, her tone gentle as she clarified his confusion.
“I don’t know how well you know Old Man Jiang, but from my investigation, he’s not as simple as he seems on the surface. My mother did save him once, and it was after that encounter with my mother that his ambitions started to swell.”
“I don’t know when it started, but he took advantage of the relationship with my parents to successfully connect with the Old Fox.”
“Because of him, every move my parents made in Beijing was within the control of the Old Fox.”
“This time, the Jiang family wanted to make a comeback in Beijing; the only one they could rely on was the Old Fox. But what Old Man Jiang didn’t expect was that the Old Fox is currently contending for power in Independent State, securing his status, with no inclination to bother with him.”
“Now he’s somewhat desperately seeking a cure, afraid I would use Jiang Linyan as a pretext to target the Jiang family again, so he rashly agreed to cooperate with Luo Qiete from P City.”
The name Luo Qiete was not unfamiliar to Mu Chengxi—the man was the head of the largest Black Hand Organization in P City. But what did this have to do with the situation in Beijing?
“Hold on, I can understand Old Man Jiang seeking alliances in Independent State, but what use is a Black Hand Organization to him in P City? There’s no need for Jiang Linyan to go court those people, right? From what I know about Old Man Jiang, he intends for Jiang Linyan to inherit the Jiang family’s…”