A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Gazing at Mu Chengxi’s lean back, her thoughts unconsciously drifted back to the embarrassing events of the past night.

This man… hmm… has really good stamina.

After Mu Chengxi finished the call and came back inside, he saw Wen Xin sitting on the bed, lost in thought. He quickly walked over to her, pulled up the blanket from the bed, and wrapped her in it.

“What’s wrong? Did my phone call wake you up?” Mu Chengxi’s voice was gentle, and he bent down slowly to softly kiss Wen Xin’s thin lips.

Wen Xin extended her arms, draping them over Mu Chengxi’s shoulders, and lay back down following his movements.

“Who was on the phone just now? Did something happen?”

Wen Xin’s voice was a bit hoarse, and as soon as she spoke, it reminded Mu Chengxi of their wild night together.

“Gu Yanzhe called, saying that the Kunshan Group has been quite active in Beijing lately. He asked if I wanted to make a move, but I told him I’d deal with it when I go back. Lately, my uncle has been restless too, constantly trying to woo Jiang Linyan.”

Ever since Qian Meng had called him, Mu Chengxi had people keep an eye on Mu Jingang, and indeed, the current situation in Beijing was becoming increasingly unsettling for them.

Wen Xin, propping herself up on one arm, gently pushed Mu Chengxi’s body away. She swallowed unconsciously—faced with such tempting beauty, she truly couldn’t control herself.

All of Wen Xin’s movements did not escape Mu Chengxi’s eyes. He watched her, his gaze warming involuntarily, and he smiled softly.

“Do you want to…”

“No, I’m so tired~” Wen Xin looked into Mu Chengxi’s eyes and guessed what he was hinting at. She pulled the blanket over her, burying her head in it and wrapping herself into a cocoon.

Watching Wen Xin’s evasive actions, Mu Chengxi smiled gently and embraced her along with the blanket.

“I probably need two more days to finish up here. Is there any place you’d like to visit? I can have Mu Bei take you out.”

Wen Xin, stifled under the blanket, struggled to poke her head out. She glanced at Mu Chengxi, feeling that his actions were deliberate, and gave him a stern look.

“I don’t want to go anywhere; I just want to sleep a little longer…” Wen Xin turned her head away from Mu Chengxi, showing her disinterest in the affairs of F state.

Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xin’s actions and smiled fondly. He propped himself up to gently kiss her cheek and said affectionately,

“Then sleep a little longer. I have to take care of some matters. When you wake up, send Mu Bei a message, and he will arrange a meal for you, then you can go eat.”

“Okay, got it.”

Wen Xin closed her eyes, intending to sleep some more. Mu Chengxi watched her for a moment, then got up from the bed and walked over to the wardrobe to get dressed.

No sooner had he opened the wardrobe door than a black cloth bag fell out. The contents of the bag were somewhat heavy, and as it hit the floor with a loud noise, it also woke the just-asleep Wen Xin.

Mu Chengxi looked at the black cloth bag on the ground and thought of the things Wen Xin had done that night. If he wasn’t mistaken, this must be Wen Xin’s sniper rifle.

Wen Xin looked at Mu Chengxi’s gaze fixated on the sniper rifle, and her drowsiness instantly vanished as she slowly sat up from the bed.

“That… there was no place for this thing, so I put it in the wardrobe. Could you take it away and deal with it?”

Wen Xin got up from the bed calmly, casually putting on the neatly folded pajamas beside her and walking towards the bathroom.

Watching Wen Xin’s indifferent expression, Mu Chengxi sighed helplessly, realizing that having a too-capable girlfriend wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

He raised his hand to rub his slightly aching temples, took a black shirt from the wardrobe, put it on, fastened the buttons neatly, and rolled up the cuffs a bit…

When Wen Xin came out of the bathroom, she saw Mu Chengxi had returned to his genteel and scholarly manner. She walked behind him and gently hugged him, resting her face against his back.

“I could hear you sighing in the bathroom just now. What were you sighing about?”

“I was sighing that my little ancestor is too formidable. Other girls would be scared to death at the sight of a gun, but my little ancestor can handle a sniper rifle and take on fifteen by herself.”

As he spoke, Mu Chengxi turned around, embraced Wen Xin lovingly, bowed his head, and pressed his forehead against her smooth one.

“I dare not imagine what my little ancestor has been through to become like this. I want to raise her as a little princess, but I forgot, she is already a little princess, just one with many responsibilities.”

“Wen Xin, no matter how dark the days you have lived through, from now on you will have me. I may not become a light in your life, but you can trust me, in the dark path ahead, I will walk with you all the way to the end, and eventually, we will reach the light.”

Mu Chengxi slightly lowered his head and kissed Wen Xin’s red lips.

Wen Xin hugged Mu Chengxi tightly, knowing he was someone she could depend on, yet she had never thought that someone as noble as Mu Chengxi would be willing to walk with her in the dark.

It was an hour later when Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi emerged from the room. Wen Xin wore a high-necked sweater.

Meanwhile, Mu Chengxi was dressed in a white shirt, with the buttons fastened neatly all the way up to the top, losing the untamed wildness he had before.

On Mu Chengxi’s shoulder was a black cloth bag, and his other hand held Wen Xin’s, leading her downstairs from the upper floor.

Everyone in the living room stood up when they saw Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi coming downstairs, looking at them reverently.

Those who had previously scorned Wen Xin had also changed their attitudes, now looking at her with even more respect than they did Mu Chengxi.

“Master Xi, Miss Wen…”

Mu Chengxi cast a cool glance over the crowd, his gaze settling on the Hall Masters. He noticed the change in their eyes when they looked at Wen Xin, and he was pleased.

“Hmm, is dinner ready, Mu Bei?”

“Master Xi, dinner is ready. Master Xi and Miss Wen may dine now.”

After hearing Chief Zhou’s recount of Wen Xin’s story, Mu Bei, who had always respected Wen Xin, had grown even more respectful, and it was evident that Mu Bei was nervous.

Wen Xin looked at Mu Bei’s simple and honest demeanor, rolled her eyes reluctantly, sighed lightly but said nothing, and went straight to the dining table to sit down.