A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

As Mu Bei spoke, Wen Xin, who was originally looking at her phone, lifted her head. She half-squinted her eyes and spoke with a weary tone.

“A capital letter D symbol?” Wen Xin frowned unconsciously when she thought of the symbol, seeming to have guessed the identity of those people already.

“Yes, a capital letter D…” As Mu Bei spoke, he set down the chopsticks in his hand and drew the symbol on the table with his finger before lifting his head and looking at Wen Xin with puzzlement. He felt that Wen Xin must recognize the symbol.

“These people are from Independent State. The ones bold enough to seek out my people probably only know about Alfredo. Just what is he doing coming to Beijing!”

Ever since the Kunshan Group appeared in Beijing, Wen Xin had surmised that the forthcoming days wouldn’t be peaceful, but she didn’t expect Alfredo to come join the fray at this time. It seemed he was indeed too idle, and she’d need to find something for him to do.

Speaking of Alfredo, at that moment, he was throwing a fit in his hotel room.

“What? You’re telling me you searched all night and couldn’t find any trace of Wen Xin? What are you doing? If you can’t do it, roll back to Independent State immediately.”

Alfredo, furious, threw the cutlery in his hand onto the ground. The knife pierced the ground right next to the man’s foot, barely missing it.

“Chairman, I can assure you, it’s really not our fault. We have tried very hard, but we just can’t find any trace of the little princess. She’s not at school, not near her home, and we even couldn’t find her at the Mu family’s old mansion.”

“It’s nothing!”

Upon hearing the man in black’s words, Alfredo coldly rebuked him, instantly losing his appetite for breakfast, and his irritation reached its peak.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. The man in black glanced at Alfredo before turning around to open the door.

When the hotel room door opened, there stood Wen Yunuo, with a smile of tenderness on her face.

“The soundproofing in this hotel might not be very good; I could hear the Chairman’s angry voice as soon as I got out of the elevator. What happened? Can’t find Wen Xin? That’s not surprising, I haven’t seen her since I arrived in Beijing.”

Speaking, Wen Yunuo pulled out a chair and sat down unceremoniously in front of Alfredo, picking up the doornail meat pie on the table and started eating.

“I’m not like you. She’s ignoring you because she doesn’t want to deal with you, but that’s not the case with me!” Alfredo casually pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands, his voice tinged with an indescribable irritation.

As Alfredo’s voice faded, Wen Yunuo laughed dismissively.

“You’re right, we are indeed different. To Wen Xin, she loathes me and wants nothing to do with the Wen family. But to you? To you, Wen Xin avoids you at all costs, and even after all these years of cherishing and protecting her, she doesn’t value you one bit. At the end of the day, you’re even less than me!”

“Alfredo, I invited you here for the upcoming weekend banquet, not to cozy up to Wen Xin. Remember your place. The marriage alliance between Jiang Linyan and Xiao Ci has a purpose. I hope you won’t, because of Wen Xin, ruin our plan.”

Wen Yunuo looked at Alfredo with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes. This was the first time she had spoken to Alfredo with such a tone. She just hoped that Alfredo wouldn’t forsake his principles for Wen Xin and affect her plan.

“I don’t need you to remind me, I know what I should do, but I must remind you, no matter what, please remember that Wen Xin is the master of Independent State, you’d better put away your dirty tricks.”

Alfredo looked at the malicious smile on Wen Yunuo’s face and probably guessed what Wen Yunuo wanted to do, which was also the reason he was urgently looking for Wen Xin.

“Ha ha, you care so much about Wen Xin, but what about Wen Xin? She has never had you in her eyes. Right now, she and Mu Chengxi are as close as can be, what does it have to do with you?”

“If you ask me, you should just focus on your career, grip the power in your hands tightly, deal with the men around her, and then clip her wings, keeping her circled by your side. That way, you get the woman you want, and your career is also successful. You’d be the real winner in life.”

“Then there will be no need to be like a lovesick puppy, trailing behind her, when she might not even spare you a second glance!”

Wen Yunuo put down his chopsticks, pulled over a tissue to wipe his mouth, a mocking smile at the corner of his lips. He was laughing at Alfredo’s weakness; if it had been him, Wen Xin would have been taken down three years ago.

How could he possibly let that little girl do whatever she wanted? Ridiculous.

Alfredo, with his eyes irritated by Wen Yunuo’s smile, didn’t wait for Wen Yunuo to react before stretching out his hand and swiftly grabbing Wen Yunuo’s neck.

“I’m warning you for the last time, I can cooperate with whatever you do, but if you lay a hand on the little princess, don’t blame me for being ruthless in getting rid of you!”

Alfredo gripped Wen Yunuo’s neck unconsciously tightening his hold as Wen Yunuo’s face turned red and he beat desperately at Alfredo’s hand, begging him to let go.

Seeing Wen Yunuo about to pass out, Alfredo finally released him, flinging him forcefully to the ground.

“I hope you have the sense to know what you should and shouldn’t do. Wen Xin is my bottom line, and if you do anything to her, don’t blame me for going crazy, not caring about anything else.”

Wen Yunuo lay on the ground, gasping for air, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Alfredo. He had always thought of Alfredo as a pushover and had never known that he had such skills. Truly a dark horse.

“Someone, take Young Master Wen back to rest.” Alfredo couldn’t bear to look at Wen Yunuo any longer, and waved at the people standing by to carry Wen Yunuo out.

After the men in black carried Wen Yunuo away, Alfredo walked to the window to look at the scenery of Beijing, unaware of when snowflakes had begun to fall outside…

Wen Xin and her group sat in Qian Meng’s car, with Sa Ning taking the passenger seat this time, making Mu Chengxi visibly more uncomfortable.

Sensing Mu Chengxi’s discomfort, Wen Xin turned her head towards him and gently tugged at his sleeve.

“Isn’t it? What are you nervous about? I remember you weren’t like this when you met Uncle Ma. What, does Uncle Sa look terrifying to you?”

Hearing Wen Xin’s words, Sa Ning also turned to look at Mu Chengxi, seemingly waiting for his response.

Mu Chengxi held Wen Xin’s hand, gently squeezed her fingers, raised an eyebrow, and chuckled, “No, I was thinking about something else. I’ll tell you about it when we get back.”