A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Without waiting for Wen Xin to reply, Mu Chengxi hung up the phone, grabbed his coat and car keys, and left the study.

Mu Bei, who had already packed everything, was surprised to see Mu Chengxi prepare to leave at this time.

“Master Xi, what’s wrong? We’re going to the airport in an hour.”

“In an hour, you can take them to the airport. I’m going to Jingda University, and I’ll drive myself there later.”

After speaking, Mu Chengxi left in a hurry without waiting for Mu Bei to respond…

Wen Xin, looking at the disconnected call, smiled softly. She returned to the library, packed her books and tablet, grabbed her backpack, and left for Jingda University’s cafeteria.

She planned to arrange tonight’s dinner before Mu Chengxi arrived, having recently found the food at Jingda University’s cafeteria quite nice.

As soon as Wen Xin entered the cafeteria, she became the center of attention. Everyone there eating couldn’t help but glance in her direction.

“This girl is wasting her talent not being in the performing arts. With her looks, she would be hugely popular in the entertainment industry. What a waste of resources.”

“Hey, wake up. Does she need the entertainment industry? She’s a genius composer, and each of her piano pieces is worth a fortune. Even without her other identities, just selling piano compositions would be enough, wouldn’t it? Does she need to do anything else?”

“Right, the most important thing is that she’s no longer just anybody—Princess Consort of the Capital… Entertainment companies wouldn’t dare sign her.”

A group of people whispered behind Wen Xin’s back, but she pretended not to hear and walked past them. She really couldn’t understand how she had become the subject of their leisurely discussions.

Wen Xin went up to the third floor of the cafeteria, stood by a stir-fry station, took a menu, and ordered a few dishes.

Seeing Wen Xin confidently ordering, the attendant looked at her somewhat troubled, “Fellow student, if you’re eating alone, you just need one dish. It’s a bit wasteful for a young lady to order so much.”

“No, I came early to order the food. I have a few friends coming to eat,” Wen Xin replied and, after ordering the last bowl of soup, she turned to the attendant with a faint smile and then took out her phone to message Qi Qian and Tan Xingyue, telling them they could come and join for dinner.

Upon receiving Wen Xin’s message, Qi Qian and Ling Xu ‘Er were in the music department listening to Tan Xingyue play the piano, utterly entranced, with Tan Xingyue being the first to react.

“Wen Xin is calling us for dinner, she said she’s ordered stir-fries on the third floor…”

Noticing Tan Xingyue checking her phone for Wen Xin’s message, Ling Xu ‘Er and Qi Qian also took out their phones and indeed saw the message from Wen Xin.

“Then let’s go join Wen Xin for dinner. Xingyue, I heard that Liang Luoyu’s piano for you is arriving soon. Are you planning to move out?”

Ling Xu ‘Er had heard about the piano from Ling Yichen, so she couldn’t help asking a few more questions.

“The piano might take another week to arrive. I haven’t decided where to put it yet. I’m living on campus and hope to place it in the school. The question is whether it is convenient or not. I’ll need to find time to ask the department head.”

“Hah, what a joke, thinking that just because you bullied Classmate Jiang away, you’ve become the school’s celebrity. Do you even deserve to have the school clear out a piano room especially for you? Pff, the nerve!”

While the three of them were packing up, several people walked in from outside. One of them, a girl in a red short-sleeved shirt, kept cursing under her breath.

Diwu Qixian always had a fiery temper and couldn’t control the rage in her heart upon hearing the girl’s continuous swearing. She wanted to rush over without thinking, but Ling Xu ‘Er held her back.

“Qian Piao, I know you’re Jiang Linfei’s bestie, but you can’t blame Tan Xingyue for Linfei’s departure. She didn’t do anything. On the contrary, it was Linfei who was too arrogant and overbearing!”

Although Ling Xu ‘Er stopped Diwu Qixian, she didn’t intend to let off the ones bullying Tan Xingyue. She just didn’t want Diwu Qixian to bring trouble to her family.

After a glance at Ling Xu ‘Er, Qian Piao wisely shut her mouth and hung her head in silence.

Seeing that Qian Piao had stopped talking, Ling Xu ‘Er wasn’t the type to hold a grudge. She pulled Tan Xingyue’s hand and snorted coldly.

“Next time you want to start trouble, Qian Piao, make sure the person isn’t above your paygrade. I won’t settle scores with you this time, but there won’t be a next time.”

Having said that, Ling Xu ‘Er left the piano room with Tan Xingyue and Diwu Qixian.

After the food was cooked, the waiter served it to Wen Xin, who was sitting alone at the dining table, checking the time on her phone and roughly estimating that Mu Chengxi should have already arrived at school.

Just then, an exclamation sounded from outside the canteen, and at the same moment, Wen Xin’s phone rang.

Wen Xin sat still and answered the phone nonchalantly, speaking before Mu Chengxi could.

“Have you arrived? I’m on the third floor of Jingda’s canteen.”

“I’m here, I’m coming up now.” Mu Chengxi glanced at the people blocking the elevator entrance and turned to head upstairs via the staircase, completely uninterested in the whispers behind him.

“Oh my God, isn’t that guy way too handsome? Even Chu Mufeng can’t compare to him, right?”

“What an otherworldly beauty, and look at those long legs, it’s just…”

“Stop it, I’m literally drooling here, but seriously though, who is that man?”

A bunch of lovestruck girls gazed at Mu Chengxi’s retreating figure, unaware of his identity, which was quite laughable.

“He… is the Prince of Beijing, our King of Jingda University Students, the boyfriend of Wen Xin… Mu Chengxi…”

Behind the crowd, a clear, loud voice rang out, simply introducing Mu Chengxi with one sentence.

“If that’s the case, then it’s understandable. If I had such an exciting boyfriend, I wouldn’t choose Chu Mufeng either!”

The small girl who spoke looked in Mu Chengxi’s direction with a shy blush on her face, clearly in the throes of teenage infatuation.

“Hey, hey, hey, come back to your senses. Let’s not even talk about talent matching beauty. Just the title ‘Prince of Beijing’ alone, who dares to fancy him? Snap out of it!”