Chapter 759: 758: What Miss Wen Needs is Not an Apology

“I… I don’t understand what you’re saying,” the mercenary leader dared not look into Wen Xin’s shining black eyes, quickly lowering his head.

“You don’t want to speak? Then wait until we get to the mansion and you can answer this question properly.”

This time, Wen Xin didn’t even want to glance at him again; she was sure that Mu Chengxi’s people would be able to pry his mouth open.

Unable to get answers, Wen Xin wasted no more words and turned to walk outside.

Just as Wen Xin was leaving the checkpoint, Wei Shisheng, sitting in the car, recognized her instantly. She widened her eyes in shock, her gaze fixed tightly on Wen Xin’s direction.

The man sitting next to Wei Shisheng noticed her expression and looked at her with some confusion, “Did you see something unbelievable? Why are you so shocked?”

The man’s words snapped Wei Shisheng back to her senses; she took a deep breath and regained her usual calm demeanor.

“Sorry, I just mistook someone for someone else…” Wei Shisheng rubbed her temples with her hand.

“It’s fine. The scene just now was indeed quite frightening, but in such a complex place, these things happen often. We just need to mind our own business to keep ourselves safe.”

As the man was speaking, all the checkpoints opened up for clearance, and the onlookers no longer entertained the idea of watching the commotion; everyone hurried to drive off, worried that staying too long might implicate them.

As Wei Shisheng’s car was leaving the checkpoint, she still couldn’t help but look towards the convoy’s direction, trying to confirm if that person was indeed Wen Xin; she couldn’t believe that a country girl could appear in such a place…

After Chief Zhou had dealt with the mercenaries, he jogged over to Wen Xin’s car and gently knocked on her window.

“Miss Wen, everything has been taken care of. Shall we set off?”

Wen Xin, with her eyes closed, sitting in the back of the car, slowly spoke upon hearing Chief Zhou, “Bring that leader along, take him back and thoroughly question him about who gave him the orders.”

“Yes, Miss Wen, rest assured, I’ve already placed him in the car. We will definitely bring him to the Interrogation Hall and interrogate him thoroughly to uncover the person behind this.”

While Chief Zhou spoke with a strong voice, Wen Xin unconsciously raised her eyes to glance at him, and just with one look, she closed her eyes again.

“If there’s nothing else, we can set off!”

Wen Xin spoke nonchalantly, but to Chief Zhou, it sounded like an imperial edict, and he immediately responded.

After Chief Zhou left, Wen Xin closed the car window and found a comfortable position, ready to catch up on some sleep.

Through the rearview mirror, Mo Xuan watched Wen Xin’s movements and hesitated for a long time before daring to speak, “Miss Wen, I’m sorry… ”

As the apology left his mouth, Mo Xuan unconsciously let out a long breath, aware that apologizing wasn’t hard, but getting Wen Xin to accept his apology was.

After exhaling, he held his breath, waiting for Wen Xin’s response, but after a long wait, she did not respond.

Until the car stopped in the mansion, Wen Xin had still not responded to Mo Xuan.

The moment Wen Xin’s car reached the mansion, Mu Bei quickly ran from the villa to Wen Xin’s car, opened her door, and simultaneously bent down to receive something Wen Xin handed him.

“Miss Wen, the dining room is already prepared with food. Would you like to freshen up and then come down to eat?”

Mu Bei’s respect for Wen Xin had been seen by others in the past as nothing more than groveling, but since last night…

Everyone’s views on Mu Bei had changed; they now thought that Mu Bei was the smartest of them all. He knew whose coattails to ride—someone as capable as Wen Xin was truly deserving of respect.

“Well, I’m going to take a bath and then have some dinner.” Wen Xin was indeed a bit tired from the journey. She wanted to take a bath to relieve the fatigue on her body, eat something, and then get some good rest.

“Okay, then I will have the servants prepare a bath for Miss Wen!” Mu Bei, carrying Wen Xin’s belongings, turned and walked towards the villa to arrange everything in advance so that Wen Xin could enjoy a comfortable bath.

After Mu Bei left, Chief Zhou walked over, head bowed, thinking about his attitude toward Wen Xin. He had realized that he had been too much.

Seeing Chief Zhou approaching, Wen Xin got down from the car, raised her hand and pointed to the cargo on the other seat.

“The goods are there, go and get them yourself.” After speaking, Wen Xin walked past Chief Zhou without turning her head, and headed into the manor.

Unaware of what had happened along the way, the others watched Wen Xin’s actions and involuntarily frowned, internally criticizing her for being spoiled by favoritism.

Of course, Wen Xin didn’t know what they were thinking, and even if she did, she didn’t care. Their thoughts were irrelevant to her.

Chief Zhou watched Wen Xin’s departing figure and sighed quietly. Miss Wen had given them a lot of help along the way, yet they had still misunderstood her—it was truly their fault for mistreating Miss Wen.

Mo Xuan got down from the vehicle, walked over to Chief Zhou, and gently patted his shoulder, “When Master Xi comes back, let’s go apologize to him together. We made Miss Wen suffer!”

Mo Xuan’s actions were still unknown to Chief Zhou. Chief Zhou turned his head to look at Mo Xuan with a surprised expression.

“What? Did you offend Miss Wen too?”

Mo Xuan looked at Chief Zhou’s seasoned face and helplessly nodded, “Yeah, I offended Miss Wen too. Before heading to the sniper spot, Miss Wen had me kicked out of the car; I don’t even know how I ended up in the last vehicle!”

“Miss Wen is really a treasure, no wonder Master Xi would rather lose the goods just to keep Miss Wen safe…”

Mo Xuan and Chief Zhou exchanged looks and shared a smile.

“Alright, I’ll go deliver the goods first, and you clean up and rest well. When Master Xi comes back, we might have to go to the law enforcement hall to receive our punishment!”

…

In her sleep, Wen Xin felt something press against her back. She furrowed her brows and slowly opened her eyes, gazing hazily at Mu Chengxi in his bathrobe.

She stretched out her arms, wrapped them around Mu Chengxi’s neck, and rested her head on his chest, her voice muffled, “When did you get back?”

“I’ve been back for over two hours. When I got here and saw you were asleep, I went to take care of some things first,” he replied.

Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin’s soft body in his arms, chatted with her for a few moments, then his hand began to wander…

Wen Xin didn’t push away Mu Chengxi’s roaming hand; instead, she initiated a kiss on Mu Chengxi’s thin lips…

Wen Xin’s initiative caused a burst of impulse within Mu Chengxi, but he made no move. Today he wanted Wen Xin to take the lead—to see her like this was indeed rare. He thought…