A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

“Seven… Seventh Young Master, was that a bit…”

Mu Chengxi took a cigarette case from the table, drew a cigarette from it, and lit up. After taking a puff, he slowly raised his head to look at the butler.

“I understand what the butler wants to say. If I were Mu Chengxi, as a junior, it would have indeed been a bit too much for me to say those things!”

“But now, I am the head of the Mu family. If the Jiang family has a problem, they should solve it themselves. There’s no need to come to me for a solution. The Mu family has no obligation to clean up anyone’s mess.”

“Butler, you heard what was said just now. Although this matter doesn’t concern me, it’s inextricably linked to Wen Xin, and anything involving Wen Xin is my affair. This time, even if Grandma wants to blame me, it’s a step the Jiang family can’t take back when it comes to my stance.”

Mu Chengxi took another drag from his cigarette, his gaze cold as he watched the distant sky, with a gloom in his eyes that was truly hard to understand.

In that moment, the butler suddenly felt that his Young Master Chengxi had grown up and matured, as if he could see the shadow of Old Mr. Mu in Mu Chengxi.

“What’s there to blame? If one can’t even protect their own family members, how can they be considered strong? I think what you did was very good. As long as Little Wen Xin hasn’t been wronged, it’s fine. Grandma wouldn’t like it if Little Wen Xin were to be upset, affecting my progress in holding a great-grandchild!”

Old Madam Mu walked in with the help of Auntie Fu, her hands holding a box of pastries.

“Auntie Fu made some snacks early in the morning. You take these back to Wen Xin, fatten her up a bit more, so when she gets pregnant, it won’t be too agonizing.”

Old Madam Mu, having handed over all of the Mu family affairs to Mu Chengxi, now felt light and carefree, spending her days simply looking forward to when Wen Xin would give her a little great-grandchild to play with…

“Grandma, Wen Xin is only twenty. She can only get a marriage certificate on her birthday. Aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself with this great-grandchild dream?”

Mu Chengxi snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and gave Old Madam Mu a helpless smile. Initially, he had thought Old Madam Mu was joking about pushing for birth, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case at all—she truly wanted Wen Xin to give birth to a little something.

“What? Is getting a marriage certificate such a difficult task? Although Grandma doesn’t manage the Mu family’s affairs anymore, if I simply say the word, such a small matter can still be resolved. If you’re incapable, just admit it’s your own problem, why blame it on age?”

In the end, Old Madam Mu mysteriously looked at Mu Chengxi and whispered something in his ear, causing his ears to turn red instantaneously.

“Grandma, this is a matter we should think through for the long term. You’re in such good health, there’s no hurry!” Mu Chengxi said, his ears still red, giving Old Madam Mu a gentle smile, seemingly not quite in agreement with her words.

“You fool, I give you advice and you don’t appreciate it. If you were capable, would I need to worry? You really are hopeless!”

Suddenly irate, Old Madam Mu waved her hand at Mu Chengxi, “Mu Bei, hurry up and wheel your Master Xi away. I get annoyed just looking at him. The great task has yet to be accomplished, and already his legs have given out. How disgraceful!”

Old Madam Mu spoke with disdain, but her gaze was very sincere. The look she gave Mu Chengxi was still filled with immense indulgence; she had only one thought in mind, which was to hope that Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi could bear fruit soon.

Old Master Jiang sat in the car; he was somewhat at a loss to vent the mature rage he had gotten from Mu Chengxi. He had condescended to actively seek reconciliation with Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin.

The fact that Wen Xin didn’t come out to meet him was one thing, but Mu Chengxi didn’t even give him a chance to speak, which made him feel rather embarrassed.

“Housekeeper, are we going home, or…”

“Go home, and call the Independent State. Hasn’t the Independent State always wanted to extend some of its influence to Beijing? Tell them that as long as I can still call the shots, I can offer them some help, but I want them to ensure my Jiang family’s peace of mind!”

Old Master Jiang was an astute man, and he wasn’t about to be suppressed by two milk-scented kids today.

So what if Wen Xin has an Independent State identity? As long as old fox Wen can firmly control the Independent State, even Wen Xin would be nothing but a puppet in old fox Wen’s hands; he didn’t believe that a little thing could turn the heavens.

Housekeeper Jiang had thought of the possibility of Old Master Jiang contacting the Independent State. However, attracting the Independent State’s influence into Beijing could disturb the balance and cause turmoil.

“Old Master, do we need to think over the matter with the Independent State? If those families find out we are drawing the Independent State’s influence here, I fear it might…”

The butler didn’t think it was a good idea to let people from the Independent State meddle in Beijing affairs.

“Then what? What else could happen? The Jiang family is already in this state; what more is there to worry about? Could anything be worse than today’s outcome?”

“None of those families are good. Whichever is powerful, they prop up that one. When that family falls from grace, they will all be eager to give a kick!”

“I don’t want to be trampled under their feet. This is my only way out. As long as I can save the Jiang family, even if it costs me this old life, I am willing!”

Old Master Jiang had made up his mind; he knew that negotiating with people from the Independent State might not benefit him much, but as long as Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi had a hard time, he would be satisfied!

Seeing his own master throwing caution to the wind, Housekeeper Jiang knew that Old Master Jiang was staking everything on this gamble. If successful, the Jiang family would remain the revered Jiang family in Beijing.

If they failed, the Jiang family would still have given those people a severe lesson, and either way, the mention of the Jiang family would inevitably make people tense.

“Arrange it, send Jiang Linfei abroad. Jiang Linfei is too impulsive and doesn’t fit in with Beijing anymore; send her away to prevent any trouble.”

“As for Linyan’s issue, she definitely won’t swallow this setback. Tell her to endure it no matter what. Once I have finished negotiating cooperation with the Independent State, let her take charge of the Independent State’s affairs.”

“She is the person I’ve set my sights on. The important matters naturally need her to handle. The heavy responsibility of the Jiang family may well fall on her shoulders in the future.”