Translator: _Min
Si Fuqing paused, her fists tightly clenched.
Her older sister had always told her to refrain from using force because, once she did, she might enter a state of berserk frenzy.
This state could seriously impact both her physical and mental well-being.
In milder cases, it would result in a mental breakdown, while severe instances could lead to ruptured meridians and death.
Even on her deathbed, her sister had repeated this warning.
So, she had always been restrained, obedient.
It had been so long that Si Fuqing had almost forgotten that someone else had once told her, “Qingqing, don’t be afraid, you’re not alone.”
Her eyelashes fluttered downward, obediently saying, “I’ll definitely remember for next time.”
Yu Xiheng looked at her, “There’s going to be a next time?”
Si Fuqing:
She was speechless.
Indeed, the thoughts of a boss were always hard to fathom.
Luckily she lived in modern times. If she were in ancient times, she might be beheaded for saying the wrong thing under the Emperor’s watchful eyes.
“Uncle Nine, you really are something,” Yu Tang grumbled, “A typical simple-minded man, hmph. You’ll never find a girlfriend.”
She had felt so touched just a moment ago, and now she was rendered speechless.
The three of them departed.
From behind, a middle-aged man finally caught up with them and became anxious as he saw Yu Xiheng about to leave, “Mr. Yu! Mr. Yu, our conversation isn’t over yet! ”
Just as he was about to step forward, he was blocked.
“Gentlemen, please stay where you are,” Feng San spoke courteously but his tone was icy, “Someone has bullied our young miss from the Yu family. The entire Mudanjiang Courtyard is now under investigation.”
The middle-aged man froze, then urgently spoke, “What did you say?!”
“You’d better not make a move,” the menace was evident in Feng San’s eyes, “If we find out you’re involved in this, given Brother Nine’s disposition, you know what will happen.”
With those words, nobody dared to make a move.
They watched as Feng San made a phone call. Batch after batch of people came in, surrounding the entire Mudanjiang Courtyard.
With sharp eyes, the middle-aged man noticed that Feng San personally went into the innermost villa and dragged out an unconscious, balding, and potbellied middle-aged man, leaving him sprawled on the ground.
Someone tentatively spoke up, “That, that looks like Brother Liu.”
“Brother Liu has gone mad?” The middle- aged man was utterly incredulous.
“He dared to lay a hand on the young miss of the Yu family?!”
They were all from the same circle, frequent business collaborators, and everyone knew what sort of person Liu was.
While Brother Liu was known for his chaotic lifestyle and predilection for younger women, he was still someone who understood the gravity of certain situations.
Young ladies from wealthy families were off-limits.
After all, if it entangled them in some complex web of relationships, the fallout could be something they wouldn’t be able to bear.
But the Yu family?
What was their standing?
If the three aristocratic families remained hidden, the Yu family was indisputably the number one wealthy family in the Great Xia Empire.
Not only would they not dare to disrespect the young miss of the Yu family, but even the servants of the Yu family were to be treated with reverence.
This was utterly foolish, beyond delusional!
“I overheard a few words; it seems like the Chen family is also involved,” another person hesitated, “About this matter…”
“We’re just watching. Nobody is to make a move!” The middle-aged man was extremely decisive. “Quick, pull back all business relationships with the Chen family, completely!”
The other bosses also became alarmed and swiftly instructed their subordinates to act.
If the Chen family wanted to court disaster, they absolutely couldn’t be implicated.
Recalling the recent events, the middle-aged man indeed had seen two young girls beside Yu Xiheng.
One of them bore a slight resemblance to Yu Xiheng, likely the young miss of the Yu family.
The other wore a mask, revealing only her eyes.
He furrowed his brows.
Who was this girl?
A growing sense of unease filled him; he felt that Yu Xiheng’s outburst was not solely due to the young mistress of the Yu family but also linked to this masked girl.
The next day, early morning.
City of Sijiu.
Mu Qingmeng woke up early and was drinking green tea.
The tea was specially blended by Si Fuqing, and she drank it every day.
“Madam, there’s some issue in Lin,” the butler walked in, lowering his voice,
“Mudanjiang Courtyard has been sealed off, and overnight, everyone has
severed business ties with the Chen family.”
“What happened?” Mu Qingmeng frowned. “Who else did they manage to offend?”
The butler responded, “The Yu family. Apparently, they mistakenly kidnapped the young miss of the Yu family, but their actual target was a celebrity. Fortunately, the Yu family arrived in time, and both were unharmed.”
As soon as the words left the butler’s mouth, Mu Qingmeng instantly understood the situation.
Her expression turned cold, “Where’s the head guard?”