A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chief Zhou’s actions were swift; upon receiving a call from Mu Bei, he quickly brought people over. When they saw such a scene, they were also shocked, unable to believe that Muxi could end up like this.

“This… How did this happen? Mr. Muxi, you… what have you encountered? Are you… are you okay?”

Chief Zhou looked at Muxi lying on the door panel, momentarily at a loss. Since he had known Muxi, this was the first time he had seen him injured…

“Alright, stop asking here, just lift him out along with the door panel. Really…”

Mu Bei stared at Muxi, who had a helpless expression and seemed eager to escape, barely suppressing the urge to laugh as he spoke seriously to the people around him.

Upon hearing Mu Bei’s words, everyone hurriedly scrambled to lift Muxi, while Mu Bei sneaked out his phone to take several photos on the sly.

He felt that such a valuable moment had to be properly recorded and then shared in the group for everyone to appreciate!

Chief Zhou led his men to carry Muxi out from the service area. Everyone waiting outside was startled by this scene and assumed defensive postures out of nervousness.

They all thought that Muxi had been attacked inside the service area, which was why he ended up so disheveled.

After settling Muxi down in the car, Chief Zhou arranged for everyone to get in quickly, then took the passenger seat in Muxi’s car.

With a heavy face, he sighed with regret as he looked at Muxi, who had been beaten until his nose was swollen and his face was bruised.

“Ah, Mr. Muxi, did you get a clear look at those who laid their hands on you? There isn’t a hospital along the way, we might have to wait until we reach the Southern Territory to treat your wounds.”

“Mr. Muxi, should we tell Master Xi about this? After all, an ambush en route is no small matter!”

Muxi found Chief Zhou’s concerned words extremely irritating as he angrily sat up from the car’s back seat.

“Can you stop nagging? This injury wasn’t caused by someone else, it was Miss Wen…”

With his body in pain, Muxi leaned back in the car’s back seat, covering his broken ribs with his unbroken hand. He felt his breathing become difficult, and the pain distorted his expression.

“Mr. Muxi, what did you say?”

Chief Zhou’s hand, holding a water bottle, involuntarily trembled as he watched Muxi suddenly sit up.

However, what shook him most wasn’t Muxi’s movement, but the words he had said. Could it be that the injuries on Muxi were inflicted by Miss Wen?

In the estate, Muxi had the highest force value, and his martial skills were the best. Not even Mu Nan and Mu Dong were a match for Muxi…

Yet such a man had been beaten to this state by the slight and frail Wen Xin. It was simply… simply unbelievable. Hearing it made him feel like he was listening to a fairy tale.

“I’m not kidding… it was indeed her!”

Muxi didn’t know how to describe his feelings. He himself had never expected to be beaten to this state by Wen Xin.

Chief Zhou, seeing Muxi in such pain and distress, was at a loss for words for a moment. The situation was truly unthinkable!

Mu Bei sat in the passenger seat, looking through the rearview mirror at Wen Xin applying medicine to her hand, his feelings somewhat complex.

Truth be told, it was the first time he knew that Wen Xin’s martial skills were so formidable. Previously, Wen Xin always used silver needles to restrain her opponents and had never shown such a fierce side.

This time, perhaps Muxi went too far?

Wen Xin actually took matters into her own hands and dealt with him…

Just then, Wen Xin’s phone, lying on the seat, suddenly vibrated. She stopped what she was doing and looked at her phone with an icy gaze. After wiping her hands with a wet wipe, she picked up the call.

“What’s up?” Wen Xin’s tone was cold when she answered the call, clearly indicating she wasn’t in the best of moods.

“You… took action? You weren’t hurt by him, were you?”

Mu Chengxi’s tone was urgent. He had always been uncertain about Wen Xin’s skills, but he was somewhat surprised after hearing about Muxi’s injuries; he probably hadn’t expected that Wen Xin would act personally.

“Yes, I did. He cornered me in the restroom, which I hadn’t anticipated, but I’ve resolved the issue. You don’t need to intervene; he’s already learned his lesson…”

Wen Xin’s voice was calm, her tone not betraying her attitude, leaving others wondering whether she was angry or genuinely untroubled. This made her somewhat unreadable and hard to guess…

“Little ancestor…”

Mu Chengxi’s voice suddenly softened. He had indeed allowed Wen Xin to handle the situation herself, because he believed that Muxi wouldn’t do something so excessive.

But now, it seemed not only had Muxi crossed the line, but he had also gone to the extreme, daring to lay a hand on Wen Xin.

“I’m really fine.”

Hearing Mu Chengxi suddenly call her in that tone, Wen Xin’s irritation vanished in an instant. She laughed softly, which seemed to soothe Mu Chengxi’s anxious and uneasy mood.

“Don’t worry; I’m quite alright. You just focus on your matters. We’ll talk when I get back; there’s no need to worry about me. Other than my hand being scraped, I’m really not injured.”

Wen Xin didn’t take Muxi’s punch to heart; to her, such injuries were trivial.

“Alright then, I’ll call you tonight once you’ve arrived.”

Finally reassured by Wen Xin’s words, Mu Chengxi reluctantly ended the call.

Looking at her phone that had gone silent, Wen Xin turned her gaze away, then looked up and caught Mu Bei sneaking a glance at her through the rearview mirror. Her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly.

“Is there no filter on that mouth of yours? Are you that eager to have your Master Xi come chasing after me?”

Based on Wen Xin’s understanding of Mu Chengxi, if it weren’t for the fact that Mu Chengxi was truly tied up with important matters, she wouldn’t have to think twice—he would definitely come running.

He simply couldn’t tolerate her suffering the slightest injury. Even if it was because she had hurt her hand while hitting someone, he would surely blame the other person.

He loves and dotes on her so much that he can’t stand to see her harmed in the slightest.

“Miss Wen, …I… I didn’t dare to hide it from Master Xi…

” Mu Bei looked at Wen Xin’s eyes, as cold as ice, with a timid gaze. At that moment, he felt a special sensation, as if Miss Wen, when angered, seemed to be even more fearsome than his Master Xi.