Chapter 681: 680 Negotiations

Just as Wen Ran finished speaking, Shen Yuting’s phone rang again.

This time, it was a text message.

Shen Yuting puckered her lips and reached for her phone. After unlocking it, she saw the message was from Jiang Liu. It wasn’t an explanatory message, but one telling her that he had to go on a business trip for a few days and that he would explain everything once he returned.

The sender’s name was ‘Your beloved Liu’.

Shen Yuting was slightly moved by the sender’s name, she stared at those characters for a while, unable to suppress her emotions. Bai Xiaoxiao and Wen Ran exchanged glances, but neither of them said anything.

**

Night fell in A City.

Inside a VIP room at a private club, the atmosphere was somewhat tense.

On the high-end leather sofa sat Mo Xiuchen, Qin Mu, and Luo Haofeng. Across from them sat two men around fifty years old. One was the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau of G City, Qin Sen, and the other was Liao Dongxing.

Behind the sofa they were sitting on, two men in black clothes were standing. They were Liao Dongxing’s bodyguards.

Liao Dongxing glared at the three men on the opposite sofa with a gloomy look, especially at Mo Xiuchen. His handsome face was thin and there were traces of tiredness lingering, just as Fu Jingyi had described. He must have been worn out from his illness.

“All of these elaborate arrangements merely for Fu Jingyi?”

Liao Dongxing scoffed, casting a doubtful look.

As he spoke, his eyes moved away from Mo Xiuchen and landed on Qin Mu sitting to Xiuchen’s left. In his opinion, even if he handed over Fu Jingyi, they wouldn’t let him off. After all, he and Qin Mu’s father were bitter enemies.

A sharp look flashed through Qin Mu’s eyes, and he spoke in a deep voice, “You don’t need to doubt anything. As long as you hand over Fu Jingyi, we don’t care about your past. But if you refuse to hand him over, I promise that not only will your reputation be destroyed, but your wife and son will also suffer.”

His voice wasn’t particularly loud, but the cold threat embedded in each word was clear. He definitely meant what he said.

Liao Dongxing’s face darkened. “Even if you have evidence of my crimes, you can’t involve my wife and son. Young Master Qin, do you think you can frighten me with these words?”

Mo Xiuchen smirked and took over the conversation in an uninterested tone, “We not only have evidence of your crimes, we also know where the dirty money and objects are hidden. We even have a report showing that the Qin Ming Beauty Salon’s products contain toxic chemicals, and we have a witness.”

“What nonsense are you talking about poisonous chemicals, don’t you dare slander me.” Liao Dongxing’s voice was sharp, and his face had changed.

“Aren’t you very clear about it yourself?”

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, then turned to Luo Haofeng and said, “Ah Feng, show him the product test report. The beauty salon run by your wife may seem to offer youth and beauty, but in fact, the beauty products contain chemicals that cause skin elasticity fibers to metabolize abnormally, leading to rapid skin aging.”

“To put it bluntly, those high-paying VIP customers are just Fu Jingyi’s live experiment subjects.”

“Maybe, you really don’t know all this. However, the beauty salon is managed by your wife, and the legal representative is your son. Once all this becomes public, the severity of the consequences should be crystal clear to Director Liao.”

Luo Haofeng took out the testing reports from his pocket and handed them over. Liao Dongxing’s hands trembled slightly as he took them, quickly read through, and his face turned a bit pale.

Qin Sen, sitting next to him, looked even more pale. His forehead was slightly covered with a thin layer of sweat. He looked worriedly at Liao Dongxing and then quickly lowered his head.

In Qin Sen’s view, the evidence in Mo Xiuchen’s hands was all gathered by Lu Zhiyan. Last time, he had a chance to eliminate Lu Zhiyan, but due to a small mistake, Lu Zhiyan had escaped.

Liao Dongxing shot Qin Sen a fierce look and stared at Mo Xiuchen and the others with a cold glare, “So if I hand over Fu Jingyi, you… can keep the secret?”

“Correct, I only want Fu Jingyi. The rest of the people and affairs are none of our business.”

Mo Xiuchen said indifferently, without further explanation.

“Alright, I will hand over Fu Jingyi to you, but I need some time.”

“Two days, I need to see Fu Jingyi at this time two days later, otherwise, all your actions will be exposed. It’s a fair trade — Fu Jingyi’s safety for your career and your family’s well-being. If you dare to play any tricks, you will face the consequences.”

“Alright, the day after tomorrow at this time, the same room, I will hand Fu Jingyi over to you.”

Liao Dongxing gritted his teeth, his heart filled with deep resentment.

Mo Xiuchen greeted the agreement with satisfaction, stood up and casually said, “Then we’ll meet the day after tomorrow in the evening, Director Liao, Deputy Director Qin, take your time. We will take our leave first.”

Qin Mu and Luo Haofeng also got up, and the three of them gracefully left the room.

Not long after they left the room, they heard the sound of a wine bottle breaking inside. Qin Mu looked back at the room and lowered his voice, “Xiuchen, Liao Dongxing is a sinister and cruel person. He agreed to hand over Fu Jingyi verbally, but he may not be thinking the same way in his mind. We need to strategize before we see him the day after tomorrow to avoid falling into his trap.”

Mo Xiuchen’s thin lips tightened and his dark eyes became a bottomless abyss. After hearing Qin Mu’s words, he was about to respond when his expression suddenly changed, only managing to utter a soft ‘Hmm!’

“Xiuchen, what’s wrong? Is your headache coming back?”

Luo Haofeng, who had been watching Mo Xiuchen closely, asked anxiously.

Qin Mu’s eyes also tightened instinctively. He reached over to support Mo Xiuchen’s arm. Mo Xiuchen had had a headache at five o’clock in the afternoon, and Qin Mu had been worried that the long negotiation with Liao Dongxing and Qin Sen might trigger another one.

Mo Xiuchen pursed his lips and said nothing.

The immense pain swept over him like a tidal wave. Mo Xiuchen’s tall figure swayed slightly. Luo Haofeng, who was walking on his right, hurriedly supported him, anxiously asking, “Xiuchen, can you hang on?”

“Mhm,” Mo Xiuchen let out a nasal grunt. His thin lips tightened even more, his eyes narrowed from the pain, and his hands pressed against his forehead.

“There’s no one in that room, we should rest in there for a while.”

Only a few steps ahead, Qin Mu saw an empty room with its door slightly ajar. The cleaning staff had just left the room. Qin Mu immediately supported Mo Xiuchen towards the room, shut the door behind them, and helped him sit down on the couch.

Just after Mo Xiuchen sat down, they heard voices from the corridor outside. Qin Mu walked quickly to the door and opened it, only to see a group of people approaching. One of them looked slightly similar to Mo Xiuchen.

Qin Mu looked startled, he recognized the man leading the group. He immediately greeted him, the man looked first delighted, then puzzled, and finally, he looked back at the service personnel.

Qin Mu understood and casually explained, “CEO Li, you haven’t walked into the wrong room, this is indeed your room. We were about to leave, but my friend suddenly felt unwell, so we stopped here to rest.”

The man, known as CEO Li, suddenly realized, “I see, Young Master Qin, if your friend is feeling unwell, you should consider taking him to the hospital.”