A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Old Madam Mu extended her hand to Diwu Qixian and then patted the spot beside her.

Mu Chengxu watched Diwu Qixian standing there with a pitiful face, remembering her adorable appearance filled with righteous indignation just moments ago. He stood up, walked over to her, gently nudged her, then sat down next to the nervous Mu Yino.

Diwu Qixian now had tears glistening in her eyes, looking so heartbreakingly tender, Old Madam Mu held her delicate little hand and gently patted it.

“Such a sweet little girl, why are you crying? Are you and Little Xin Xin good friends?”

“Yeah, during the independent admission process, I already knew she was my uncle’s girlfriend. I specifically chose the physics major for her. I heard outside that Grandmother had arranged a new girlfriend for my uncle, and then I thought it took Wen Xin so long not to go to school…”

“So… so I thought Wen Xin was bullied by my uncle… I love Wen Xin too much, so… so I mustered the courage to break in and seek justice for Wen Xin!”

Diwu Qixian burst into tears at the end. Wen Xin, who had been sitting next to Mu Chengxi originally looking amused, now had a somber expression. She hadn’t realized Diwu Qixian cared so deeply for her.

She had already sensed her nervousness and helplessness, and one could only imagine the courage it had taken her to burst in.

Wen Xin removed Mu Chengxi’s arm from around her waist, picked up the tissue box from next to her, and walked over to Diwu Qixian, squatting in front of her.

“Thank you for standing up for justice for me. Don’t cry, and neither Grandmother nor the aunts blame you!”

As she spoke, Wen Xin unconsciously looked towards Mu Chengxi.

“Of course, Mu Chengxi won’t blame you either. With your support for me, Mu Chengxi won’t dare to bully me anymore…”

Hearing Wen Xin’s half-joking words, Diwu Qixian finally smiled through her tears, taking the tissue Wen Xin handed her and wiping the tears off her face.

“My uncle wouldn’t bear to bully you anyway. Look at that tender gaze of his, how could he possibly bully you? You don’t know how scary he used to be…”

Diwu Qixian recalled the once indifferent demeanor of Mu Chengxi and couldn’t hold back her tears again. She reached for Wen Xin’s hand, wanting to hug her, but was afraid of staining the globally limited edition dress Wen Xin was wearing.

“Wen Xin… sob sob… he was really scary… When I charged in to scold him, my legs were shaking… sob sob. If it weren’t for you, I definitely wouldn’t have dared… sob sob, you have to protect me in the future…”

In a moment, Diwu Qixian’s emotions collapsed. She was as scared now as she was brave before. She had really just acted impulsively, offending the person she should least offend.

The sound of Diwu Qixian’s crying made everyone in the main hall laugh, only Mu Yino looked on tensely and sympathetically, not having expected her daughter to do such a thing.

“Alright, alright, alright, from now on, I’ll look after you, and nobody will be able to bully you!”

Wen Xin gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Diwu Qixian’s eyes, softly comforting her.

Much later, she came to understand how powerful a simple sentence from Wen Xin was.

“Old Madam, Master Xi, all the guests outside have already been seated, just waiting for you and the ladies…”

The butler, hearing the lively noise from inside, entered cautiously and spoke.

“Let’s go see then…” Old Madam Mu gently patted Wen Xin’s shoulder, speaking softly, “Xin girl just follow me, let Little Yao handle the family banquet matters on her own.”

Everyone present understood the implication in Old Madam Mu’s words and they all looked towards Wen Xin.

Wen Xin stood up, gently patted Diwu Qixian who was still sobbing, quietly soothing her emotions.

“Okay, Grandmother.”

With the help of the butler and Mu Bei, Mu Chengxi was reseated in his wheelchair, with Mu Bei pushing him out of the front hall, while the rest of the people remained seated there.

“Third Grandmother, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take Qi Qian to the banquet hall…”

Under the current circumstances, Mu Yino still felt somewhat restrained. That Diwu Qixian was not blamed for her earlier actions was already fortunate; she did not dare dream of any further advantages for them.

“No rush, in a while, we’ll all sit at the same table. It’s Xin girl’s first time at a Mu family banquet, and with Qi Qian accompanying her, there’s no need to be so nervous.”

Old Madam Mu looked kindly at Diwu Qixian. She found the young girl quite charming, especially since she had just stood up for Wen Xin, which made her view Diwu Qixian differently, and she unconsciously wanted to elevate her status.

Being appreciated by Old Madam Mu was something Mu Yino and Diwu Qixian had not anticipated, as they had always been nearly invisible at Mu family gatherings.

Now to sit together with Old Madam Mu was something they had never even dreamed of.

“Third Grandmother, this doesn’t seem quite right…”

“What’s not right about it? Sister, rest assured, my niece Little Xin Xin has said that she’ll look after Qi Qian from now on, and her word as a little aunt definitely counts, there’s no problem!”

Mu Chengxu, unreservedly, pulled Mu Yino to sit down and they began discussing Diwu Qixian’s courage.

For the first time in more than twenty years, Mu Chengxu had seen someone dare to speak to Mu Chengxi in that manner. In her memory, aside from indulging Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi never compromised with anyone else.

Hearing Mu Chengxu’s words, Mu Yino shook her head helplessly, grateful that her heart was strong, otherwise, she might have been scared faint.

After chatting casually in the front hall for a while, Old Madam led Wen Xin and the others out of the front hall, heading towards the banquet hall.

Entering the banquet hall, all eyes landed on the radiant woman beside Old Madam Mu. The woman exuded a natural nobility and breathtaking beauty.

Wherever she went, men couldn’t look away, and women unconsciously felt jealous; her beauty was indescribable, such that even phrases like “nation’s downfall” seemed pale in comparison.

Seated in his wheelchair, Mu Chengxi’s dark eyes intensely fixed on Wen Xin standing beside Old Madam, his gaze filled with a tender, entwining sentiment, soft as water, which surprised many onlookers.