A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

“Take this sniper rifle to the weapon room, and ask Mo Xuan to come here in a bit.”

Mu Dong took the sniper rifle handed over by Mu Chengxi, and upon hearing Mu Chengxi calling for Mo Xuan, he unconsciously glanced at Wen Xin. Could it be that Master Xi was going to settle scores with her in front of Wen Xin?

Mu Dong’s actions caught the eye of Wen Xin, who involuntarily rolled her eyes and spoke in a chilly tone, “Your Master Xi is looking for him, what does that have to do with me? Why are you looking at me?”

“Not at all, I’ll make the arrangements right now!” said Mu Dong with a smile, looking at Wen Xin. He felt he might have misunderstood something, for he knew Miss Wen wasn’t the type to be petty and tattle, so this matter should have nothing to do with Wen Xin.

Soon, dinner was ready under Mu Bei’s arrangements. Wen Xin looked at the lavish spread on the table and turned to Mu Chengxi.

“Is it just the two of us dining? Why are there so many dishes?”

“Mu Bei arranged it, probably thinks you’ve not been eating well these past few days, wants to nourish you well. Eat whatever you like more of!”

Mu Chengxi peeled a shrimp for Wen Xin and placed it on her dinner plate, then picked up a piece of king crab meat and placed it on Wen Xin’s plate as well.

Under Mu Chengxi’s care, Wen Xin ended up overeating. She rubbed her slightly bulging stomach and pushed her plate towards Mu Chengxi.

“I can’t eat any more, you have it!”

Mu Chengxi didn’t mind that the food on the plate was Wen Xin’s leftovers; he picked up the food with his chopsticks and began eating.

This scene shocked everyone present except for Mu Bei, who stood to the side, calm and collected, as if he was already accustomed to such scenes.

Mo Xuan, who had just walked in with Mu Dong, was the most shocked. Seeing Mu Chengxi like this made him feel as if Mu Chengxi had stepped down from a pedestal, and he hardly recognized him.

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but look at Wen Xin sitting beside Mu Chengxi, her hand propped on the table holding her chin. He instantly understood what magic had caused Mu Chengxi to step down from his pedestal.

“Master Xi, Mo Xuan has arrived!”

Mu Dong approached Mu Chengxi and quietly reminded him that he had brought Mo Xuan over.

Mo Xuan stepped forward to Mu Chengxi, respectfully greeting, “Master Xi.”

He turned his head, not daring to look at Wen Xin, and said with his head lowered, “Miss Wen.”

Knowing he had upset Wen Xin, Mo Xuan didn’t really want to appear before her, but he had no choice since Mu Dong said Master Xi was looking for him; he had to come, regardless.

“How do you think he would do following you around? After returning to Beijing, Mu Bei might be busier and may not have time to drive for you. Can he do it?”

Mu Chengxi raised his head and glanced subtly at Mo Xuan before turning to ask Wen Xin for her opinion, eager to know if Wen Xin was willing to have Mo Xuan by her side.

After returning to Beijing, Mu Chengxi was likely to be much busier than before. Having a reliable person by Wen Xin’s side would allow him to focus on his own affairs.

Wen Xin was a bit surprised to hear Mu Chengxi’s words; she raised her hand to gaze at Mo Xuan, appearing thoughtful, then nodded.

“Having him drive for me isn’t out of the question, but he seems to carry a sense of pride; he probably wouldn’t want to just be a driver, right?”

When Wen Xin saw Mo Xuan, she recalled the way he looked at her; she has always been a person who dislikes forcing others to do things against their will.

Actually, in Beijing, she didn’t need anyone’s protection, but to put Mu Chengxi at ease, she was willing to listen to Mu Chengxi.

“I am willing to stay by Miss Wen’s side. I was rude to Miss Wen before, and such things won’t happen again. Please, Master Xi and Miss Wen, believe me!”

Mo Xuan truly admired Wen Xin, so he was more than willing to be by her side.

Agreeing so quickly, Mu Chengxi couldn’t help but raise his head to look at Mo Xuan, his deep, dark eyes narrowing slightly.

“Are you sure? It’s not like I’m forcing you to do this!”

“No one is forcing me, I am willing to stay by Miss Wen’s side. I believe in Miss Wen’s abilities, and I think that being by her side, I will definitely experience better growth.”

Mo Xuan looked very serious at Mu Chengxi, his eyes full of sincerity. He was sure that his admiration for Wen Xin was purely platonic with no ulterior motives.

Mu Chengxi looked at Mo Xuan for a while, then turned his head to look at Wen Xin with her lazy posture, seeking her opinion.

“What do you think? Have you decided?”

“Sure, as long as he is willing, it’s fine,” Wen Xin shrugged indifferently. To her, it didn’t matter who followed her.

“Ok then, since you agree, let him take care of the handover. In a couple of days, he can come back to Beijing with us.”

Mu Chengxi stared at Wen Xin, trying to discern her thoughts from her expression.

“Hmm, that’s fine,” Wen Xin lazily stretched, loosening up her back, then she turned to look at Mu Bei.

“How is Muxi doing? I want to meet Muxi.”

Now the focus of attention shifted back to Mu Bei, the gloom on his face instantly vanished, and the disappointment in his heart disappeared — clearly, Miss Wen’s favorite subordinate was still him.

“Muxi is still in the medical room; Xiao Mi is taking care of his wounds. I’ll take Miss Mu there right away.”

Mu Bei said and prepared to leave with Wen Xin. Watching Mu Bei’s excited demeanor, Wen Xin couldn’t help feeling amused; it was truly entertaining.

Wen Xin followed behind Mu Bei as they left the villa, while Mo Xuan followed behind her respectfully, clearly submitting to her from the depth of his heart.

Hearing an extra set of footsteps behind him, Mu Bei turned around and saw Mo Xuan. His face’s excited expression instantly disappeared, and he looked at Mo Xuan sternly.

“You don’t need to follow Miss Wen just yet. I have nothing much to tend to in the estate right now, just taking care of Miss Wen is enough. You go do your things first!”

The thought of Mo Xuan taking over his place made Mu Bei uncomfortable. From the beginning of his acquaintance with Wen Xin, it had always been him taking care of her.

Yet now this person had just appeared and had taken over his position, he felt indignant and uncomfortable.

Mo Xuan simply glanced at Mu Bei, not understanding why Mu Bei had such a strong hostility towards him. Without responding to Mu Bei’s thoughts, he walked past him to Wen Xin’s side.

“Miss Wen, I’m quite familiar with this estate. I know a shortcut to the medical room that doesn’t involve going the long way around. Let me take you there!”

After speaking, Mo Xuan gestured politely to Wen Xin, who nodded slightly and then turned to look at Mu Bei, speaking to him in a gentle tone.

“Hey, do you want to come with us? If you do, hurry up and follow!”