A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 570: Does Mu Chengxi’s Woman Need to Keep a Low Profile?

Chapter 570: Does Mu Chengxi’s Woman Need to Keep a Low Profile?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Wen Huai suddenly called him “brother-in-law,” Mu Chengxi was a bit surprised. He knew Wen Huai had been reluctant to use that term before, but today he said it so willingly.

Mu Chengxi understood that Wen Huai was probably just nervous. He placed his elegant, beautiful hand on Wen Huai’s shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Don’t worry about it. Although that place isn’t very peaceful or safe, my people will ensure your safety. Discuss everything with Mu Nan and don’t act recklessly. If you’re unsure about something, call me. I believe in you and look forward to seeing your achievements.”

Mu Chengxi had considered handing Ghost’s Domain to Wen Huai for a long time. He knew the place was far more dangerous than it appeared. However, to become a leader, one must achieve something significant. Without trials, there can be no achievements.

Ghost’s Domain was just a starting point. In the future, if Wen Huai wanted to protect Wen Xin, he would face challenges much more dangerous than those in Ghost’s Domain.

After chatting for a bit, Mu Chengxi saw Wen Huai off and then went into Ou Jinzhi’s office to borrow a plane. Returning to the city airport was too much hassle.

Upon entering Ou Jinzhi’s office, Mu Chengxi saw Jiang’s father’s files on Ou Jinzhi’s desk. He wasn’t surprised but raised an eyebrow.

“What’s this? Couldn’t hold back? Ready to make a move?”

Mu Chengxi hooked a chair over with his foot, sat opposite Ou Jinzhi, and casually took a cigarette from the pack on Ou Jinzhi’s desk, lighting it and taking a deep drag.

“Today, Jiang’s family took my son under the pretense of the old man’s name, trying to force Linman to return. When Linman got home, she was harassed by that woman surnamed Hou. Jiang Huai’en sat on the sofa without saying a word, and in the end, blamed Linman for Jiang Linyan’s grievances.”

“When I arrived, Linman was completely broken. I wanted to go with her, but Linman was worried I’d clash with the Jiang family, so she asked me to wait outside.”

“We overestimated their affection for Linman and underestimated their shamelessness and lack of limits. So this time, I plan to make it clear who calls the shots in this era.”

Ou Jinzhi’s face was cold. Those familiar with him knew that this was when he’d reached the limit of his patience.

“If you want to act, then act. Old Man Jiang is a shrewd person, but he can’t compare to the old man in your family.”

Mu Chengxi extinguished his cigarette with his fingers and tossed it into the ashtray, looking profoundly mysterious.

“Seems like you’re looking forward to this conclusion?”

With Mu Chengxi’s support, Ou Jinzhi’s expression softened, and he relaxed, joking with Mu Chengxi.

“Why would I be looking forward to it? The Jiang family has nothing to do with me. Wen Xin handled Jiang Linyan personally. What does it have to do with me? I’m here to borrow a plane. I need to take Wen Huai somewhere!”

Mu Chengxi didn’t reveal his purpose for the trip to Ou Jinzhi. Although they were comrades who could trust each other with their lives on the battlefield, some things were better left unsaid.

Ou Jinzhi was smart enough to understand. He knew Mu Chengxi had many secrets and didn’t pry further. He agreed without hesitation.

“Go ahead and arrange it as you like.” Then he suddenly remembered something. “By the way, the vice president of Beijing University contacted Wen Xin today. It seems someone is trying to cause trouble for her. You should tell her to keep a low profile…”

“Trouble? Low profile? Does the woman of Mu Chengxi need to keep a low profile? If Beijing University dares to trouble Wen Xin, they’ll be the ones in trouble.”

Mu Chengxi winked at Ou Jinzhi cryptically without elaborating.

“I need to call Principal Lu. Handle the leave applications for Wen Huai and Wen Xin. Wen Huai is leaving today and won’t be back. Wen Xin’s return depends on her mood. You take care of it!”

With that, Mu Chengxi stood up and left Ou Jinzhi’s office, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Ou Jinzhi sat alone, bewildered. Two of Beijing University’s top freshmen, one not attending military training, the other participating based on mood—what kind of mess was this?

Thinking about Wen Huai, he was familiar with him—special status, heir to two major research institutes, and old man Jiang’s cherished godson. But Wen Xin…

Realization dawned on Ou Jinzhi, and his eyes widened in surprise. No wonder Mu Chengxi said Beijing University couldn’t afford to offend Wen Xin.

With ties to two major research institutes, how could Beijing University dare to provoke such a figure?

Meanwhile, Mu Chengxi sat in his office, holding his phone and calling Beijing University’s principal. When Principal Lu heard about Wen Huai’s leave, he was stunned.

“Young Master Mu, can’t we discuss Wen Huai’s situation? If the base has taken a liking to him, there’s no need for a leave of absence, right? Besides…”

Principal Lu tried to negotiate with Mu Chengxi, unwilling to lose a future research talent.

“This isn’t about the base. It’s personal reasons. He might be back in six months. I hope you can accommodate this. Otherwise, I’ll handle his withdrawal.”

Mu Chengxi’s tone turned firm, knowing that further persuasion was futile. Principal Lu was determined to play for time.

Hearing Mu Chengxi’s uncompromising tone, Principal Lu reluctantly agreed.

“Fine, I’ll allow it. But I hope you return him safely in six months. Otherwise, I’ll complain to Wen Xin.”

At the thought of Wen Xin, Principal Lu’s eyes lit up with a new idea. Maybe Wen Xin could help him keep Wen Huai.

“Alright, I understand about Wen Huai. I’ll hang up now.”

Before Mu Chengxi could respond, Principal Lu ended the call and immediately dialed Wen Xin’s number.

Wen Xin’s phone was hard to reach, taking five tries before connecting. When it finally did, the voice on the other end sounded impatient.

“Who is this?”

“Wen Xin, it’s me, Lu Ziyi.”

Hearing this unfamiliar name, Wen Xin paused and glanced at her phone. With no saved contact, it had to be someone she knew.