A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

As Mu Chengxi discussed plans with Gu Yanzhe and Liang Luoyu, he attentively served Wen Xin her favorite dishes.

He remembered everything she liked and served her diligently.

The butler watched Mu Chengxi’s actions, marveling inwardly at how incredibly he cared for a woman. Who would have thought that a fearsome leader, feared by many, would bend so willingly for a woman?

After dinner, Mu Chengxi accompanied Wen Xin for a stroll in the garden.

This was Wen Xin’s first time wandering around the manor grounds since her arrival half a month ago. She was surprised by the vastness of the estate, which was so large that people used golf carts to get around.

As they walked, Wen Xin noticed a bustling building in the distance.

“What is that building over there? It seems quite busy?” she pointed towards a distant structure, curious about its purpose.

“That’s the martial arts hall. You can spar and train there. If you’re interested, I can take you there,” Mu Chengxi responded, noting the excitement in Wen Xin’s eyes. She probably felt cooped up and was eager to explore.

Now that she had fully recovered, Mu Chengxi had no intention of restricting her movements.

He called for a golf cart, and they headed over to the martial arts hall to catch some of the action.

Upon their arrival, everyone inside halted their activities and respectfully greeted Mu Chengxi.

Two intensely sparring individuals stopped immediately upon hearing greetings to “Master Xi,” hurriedly getting up from the ground and respectfully greeting him as well.

All eyes were initially on Mu Chengxi, but they noticed Wen Xin afterward.

Everyone was involuntarily stunned by her striking appearance and cool aura when they saw her. Her stunning beauty made them gasp in admiration.

“Master Xi… This must be the goddess-like beauty we’ve been hearing about all afternoon. The butler said Miss Wen is as kind as she is beautiful, and truly, seeing is believing,” one particularly talkative individual commented, his flattering remarks catching even Mu Chengxi’s attention.

“Keep training, and you, stop chattering. Get back to your training,” Mu Chengxi responded, holding Wen Xin’s hand and leading her away from the martial arts hall. He felt there was nothing particularly interesting about a bunch of shirtless men, especially since none were as handsome as him.

Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi leisurely walked hand in hand out of the hall, Wen Xin looking up at the moon in the sky before turning her gaze to Mu Chengxi.

With a playful smile and a flirtatious tone, she said, “The moon over the sea is the same as the moon in the sky, but the person before me… is the person in my heart.”

Mu Chengxi looked into Wen Xin’s eyes, his own narrowing slightly before he chuckled, “You’re getting better at seduction, aren’t you? Since I’m the person in your heart, you better hold on tight.”

Holding Mu Chengxi’s hand firmly, Wen Xin responded seriously, “I’ve already got you in the palm of my hand, and there’s no escaping now, so you might as well surrender.”

Their light-hearted banter filled the air as they strolled under the moonlit sky, content in each other’s company.

Meanwhile, Wen Huai’s devil training camp was entering the final day of assessment. If he could survive the last 24 hours without being caught by his opponents, he would be victorious.

Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi were sitting in a lounge prepared by Mayer, watching the surveillance screens.

Wen Xin raised her eyebrows, “How about we make it a bit more challenging?” She thought the current setup was too simple and came up with a sudden idea to increase the difficulty for the participants.

Upon hearing this, Mayer unconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead, sensing Wen Xin’s penchant for stirring things up. “Miss Wen, out of fifty participants, only six are left now, including young master Wen Huai. Isn’t it too much to intensify the challenge?”

“They haven’t rested for three days. In that time, they eliminated 45 people, with Wen Huai alone taking down sixteen. That’s four or five opponents per encounter, which is already quite impressive,” Mayer was hesitant to agree to Wen Xin’s idea, considering Wen Huai had already turned the training camp upside down, even destroying three drones.

“One against four or five… If you encounter danger, will you just surrender because you’re outnumbered? If you think defeating four or five opponents is already impressive, then indeed, Wen Huai is outstanding,” Wen Xin’s tone was cool yet calm.

She wasn’t trying to make things difficult for Mayer by changing the rules; she just wanted to know Wen Huai’s limits.

Mu Chengxi, turning away from watching Wen Huai running through the forest, looked at Wen Xin, “How do you want to play this?”

“Cat and mouse. Let’s shut down all the surveillance systems starting now. In twenty minutes, inform the remaining six participants about a new round of tests.”

“Send ten of the best from your M organization into the mountains to hunt them down. Catching the instructors should earn extra points; the last one remaining will be the winner.”

While speaking, Wen Xin glanced at Mayer, who looked uneasy. She arched her eyebrow at him, “What do you say? Are you up for it? You’re one of them. If all the people you bring back are still standing, I’ll gift you a set of the most advanced weaponry from Institute 26.”

Mentioning Institute 26, Mu Chengxi narrowed his eyes slightly. Wen Xin’s last action against Independent State involved using Institute 26’s most advanced missiles. Now, promising a set of the latest weapons was no trivial matter.

“Miss Wen, are you serious? I tried to purchase weapons from Institute 26 before but was refused. If you could, could you help us connect?” Mayer believed in Wen Xin’s capabilities. Upgrading the devil training might allow the M organization to collaborate with Institute 26—which would be very beneficial.

“Sure, but only if we increase the training difficulty,” Wen Xin sat back lazily on the couch, leaning against Mu Chengxi, her eyes teasingly on Mayer, waiting for his response.

“Increase it, definitely. Miss Wen, we agree. If our ten people can catch those six, you’ll give us the weapons set and help us connect with Institute 26!”

Mayer was excited at the thought; their capabilities were more than sufficient to handle the few remaining brats. There won’t even be any casualties.