A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Mu Chengxi half-closed his eyes, watching her playful and provoking expression. He softly smiled, lowered his head, and kissed Wen Xin’s thin lips.

“Little vixen, I’ll deal with you when I get back.”

Mu Chengxi gently bit Wen Xin’s red lip, silently vowing in his heart that tonight he would make Wen Xin scream the words he just said to her.

Jiang Linyan sat on the couch at the Jiang family home, looking at the invitations laid out on the table, her face wearing a proud smile. She was on the path to climbing into the Independent State; her goals would soon be realized.

Wei Shisheng, after returning from F State, hurried to the Jiang residence. Following Housekeeper Jiang from outside, she saw Jiang Linyan sitting on the couch, smiling at the invitations, and for a moment she doubted if Jiang Linyan was mentally stable.

“Congratulations, Miss Jiang, on catching a good match! I heard this man’s status is not inferior to Mu Chengxi, you’ve made a profit!”

Wei Shisheng sat down next to Jiang Linyan, draping her arm over her shoulder. Her mouth congratulated her, but her heart harbored deep jealousy.

She couldn’t understand why Jiang Linyan could have connections with people from the Independent State, while despite her efforts, she had gained nothing.

Jiang Linyan coldly slid Wei Shisheng’s arm off her shoulder, shifted her body, and put some distance between them.

“Didn’t you say you had some earth-shattering secret to share with me?”

Jiang Linyan turned her head, her gaze cold as she glanced at the heavily made-up Wei Shisheng, and took out an invitation specifically for Wei Shisheng from among the others, and handed it to her.

Wei Shisheng took the invitation Jiang Linyan handed over, and politely smiled. She had clearly sensed Jiang Linyan’s alienation, so she no longer planned to divulge the secret she knew to Jiang Linyan.

“Actually, it’s nothing serious, just that I saw someone familiar at the piano competition sponsored by Kunshan Group. You might not know this, but Tan Xingyue is good friends with Wen Xin…”

She had thought Wei Shisheng really had some earth-shattering secret to tell her, only to find it concerned Tan Xingyue.

“Tan Xingyue, huh… You might not know, but the previous crisis in the Jiang family was caused by Tan Xingyue… I’ve already figured out how to deal with her, so you don’t have to worry about it!”

Jiang Linyan found it hilarious to think that the Jiang family had fallen to this state. If it were not for Wen Xin, the Jiang family wouldn’t have become what it was today; she wouldn’t have had to ingratiate herself with those people from the Independent State.

But from now on, she had taken the initiative; she had the backing of the Independent State. What about Wen Xin, and what about Mu Chengxi? They could only be trampled under her feet. She would not even give them a chance to beg for mercy.

Just coming out of the airport, Wen Xin rubbed her nose, turning her head to look at Mu Chengxi, “I feel like someone is cursing me, my nose keeps itching!”

Hearing Wen Xin’s coquettish complaint, Mu Chengxi doted on her with a soft laugh, stopping to adjust her clothes.

“It’s been getting colder in Beijing recently, maybe it’s a bit chilly?”

“It’s not a cold, just a pure itchiness in my nose.” Wen Xin raised her hand and rubbed her nose again, somewhat helpless; the itchy feeling in her nose was not very comfortable.

Exiting the airport’s main hall, Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi stopped, looking back at Wen Huai and Xiao Mi who were walking behind. She impatiently and coldly spoke up.

“Can you two walk a bit faster?”

Hearing Wen Xin’s reminder, both of them immediately trotted over to her, each wearing an extremely well-behaved expression.

Mu Bei, who was nearby, raised his head and just happened to see this scene. He unconsciously tugged on Mo Xuan’s sleeve and leaned his head closer to Mo Xuan.

“Do you have a feeling that Young Master Wen and this Xiao Mi look a bit alike?”

Hearing Mu Bei’s muttering, Mo Xuan and Mu Chengxi both looked up towards Xiao Mi and Wen Huai simultaneously.

“Yes, they do look alike, especially their noses and mouths are particularly similar, but their eyes are different. The eyes of Young Master Wen and Miss Wen are exactly the same, but Xiao Mi’s are different.”

Both Wen Xin’s and Wen Huai’s eyes were the standard beautiful eyes that seemed soul-capturing, especially those shining black pupils, which had a special commanding presence.

But Xiao Mi was different. Her eyes didn’t look as piercing. They had a soft and gentle feel to them, making one want to drown in her tenderness with just a longer gaze.

Wen Xin, listening to their murmurings about something, turned her head to glance at them and then shifted her gaze back to Wen Huai and Xiao Mi.

“Wen Huai, let Mu Bei take you home first. I’m taking Xiao Mi to meet Zhuge Jingming, to ask him to help arrange for her to go to the medical department of Jingda University.”

“Alright, then I’ll go home first. I haven’t been home for too long and do miss it a bit. See you at school tomorrow then!”

Wen Huai, carrying his suitcase, waved at Wen Xin and then turned to greet Xiao Mi before leaving with Mu Bei.

After sending off Wen Huai, Wen Xin glanced at Mu Chengxi and raised her eyebrows at him, “Are you coming with me to Zhuge Jingming’s place?”

“I…”

Before Mu Chengxi could speak, his phone rang. After glancing at it, he answered the call, from which Ling Yichen’s voice emerged.

“Master Xi, I heard you’ve returned to Beijing. Do you have time to get together? Bring Wen Xin along, Nan Xu has just returned as well.”

It surprised Mu Chengxi how quickly the news of his return to Beijing had spread; they had just returned and were already caught by Ling Yichen and the others.

“Why don’t you go first?” Seeing that Mu Chengxi hadn’t responded to Ling Yichen, Wen Xin spoke indifferently from the side, “I’ll go find you after I come back from Zhuge Jingming’s place…”

“No need, I’ll accompany you to Zhuge Jingming’s place, then go afterwards. There’s enough time.”

Mu Chengxi tenderly looked at Wen Xin and then took his phone, briefly replied to Ling Yichen saying he might be a bit late, and then hung up the call.

Wen Xin, watching Mu Chengxi’s actions, didn’t say much but asked Mo Xuan to load the luggage into the car.

Then she opened the passenger door for Xiao Mi, who sat in, while she and Mu Chengxi sat together in the back seat, lazily leaning against Mu Chengxi.

Outside, the driver and Mo Xuan exchanged glances, feeling awkward, unsure of who should drive the car and what the other person should do.

Wen Xin, leaning on Mu Chengxi, looked at the somewhat at a loss pair outside, and couldn’t help but gently laugh as she rested her head on Mu Chengxi’s shoulder.