Chapter 462: Three Hundred Million for a Single Needle

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“If you can’t speak properly, then get out. She is my Mu family’s granddaughter-in-law, and I won’t allow you to speak to her like that.”

Old Madam Mu couldn’t control her temper upon hearing someone belittle Wen Xin. It was excessive for them to speak like this, especially when they came asking for help.

Everyone was taken aback by Old Madam Mu’s sudden fury; even Mu Chengxi, who hadn’t seen her angry in a long time, was slightly stunned.

“Butler, see the guests out!” Mu Chengxi said, his voice cold as he looked at Old

Master Qian and Qian Meng, who was hanging his head, not sure what to think.

Insulting his girlfriend and angering his grandmother, and still hoping to have Wen Xin treat their illness, was simply a fool’s dream.

“Wait… wait a moment, what I said was indeed too much. I… I am willing to apologize to Miss Wen. Old Madam Mu, please calm down.”

Seeing both Mu Chengxi and Old Madam Mu angry, even Old Master Qian, who had seen much of the world, was somewhat startled and hurriedly apologized.

Being allowed into the Mu family this time was already a favor from Old Madam Mu. Next time, not to mention getting close to the Mu family, they might not even be able to approach their neighborhood. And his grandson’s illness would have even less chance of being cured.

“Butler… don’t make me say it a third time. See the guests out.” Mu Chengxi’s gaze was ice-cold as he looked at Old Master Qian, showing no signs of backing down.

Hearing Mu Chengxi’s angry tone, the Butler did not dare to delay. He approached Old Master Qian with a serious face, saying, “I’m sorry, Old Master Qian, please…”

“Knock knock…” Just then, Qian Meng, who had been lowering his head, stood up and lightly tapped the table twice with his fingers, also showing two fingers.

Qian Meng couldn’t speak, so his assistant quickly understood what he meant and immediately spoke for him, “What our young master means is to add ten million to the offer…

Hearing Qian Meng raising the price, Wen Xin continued playing her game, calm and composed, not even glancing at them as if the millions meant nothing to her.

Seeing Wen Xin unmoved, Qian Meng’s eyes, filled with anger, looked at Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi. He couldn’t swallow his pride, but his illness could only be cured by Wen Xin, leaving him no choice.

Angrily, he stretched out five fingers.

“Fifty million,” the assistant quickly said, looking at Qian Meng’s gesture, worried that speaking too slowly would get them thrown out.

“Stop talking nonsense. You’ve made my grandmother angry, and now you think fifty million will make a difference? Show some sincerity, and we can still talk. My price is Three hundred million. If you think your words are worth Three hundred million, then transfer the money. If not, don’t let the door hit you on the way out!” Wen Xin spoke with a cold tone.

Finishing her game, Wen Xin put down her phone, lifted her head, and looked coldly at the few people opposite her, who were looking at her in disbelief. A cold, proud smile played on her lips, exuding arrogance.

“You…”

Just as Old Master Qian was about to speak, he was stopped by Qian Meng. It was because of Old Master Qian’s words that he had to spend an extra two hundred million.

If he spoke again, it might not just cost another two hundred million.

Looking at Wen Xin’s arrogant face and Mu Chengxi’s cold one, Qian Meng narrowed his eyes as if thinking about something. Then, he nodded, as if in agreement.

Wen Xin casually picked up a piece of paper and a pen from the side of the table, scribbled a string of numbers, and sent it flying towards Qian Meng’s face.

Qian Meng didn’t react in time, but luckily, his assistant quickly caught the paper before it could hit Qian Meng’s face, preventing any injury.

Both Qian Meng and his assistant were slightly startled by the force with which the paper was thrown. They hadn’t expected Wen Xin to have such strength.

Qian Meng looked at Wen Xin as if he had discovered a treasure, sizing her up seriously.

This girl not only had a stunning appearance that amazed everyone but also had an incredible figure and many skills. No wonder Mu Chengxi treasured her so much. If he were in his place, he would definitely put her on a pedestal.

“If you keep looking, Old Master Qian will need to spend money on treating his eyes. I wonder how much wealth Old Master Qian still has. Otherwise, those eyes might not get treated!”

Although Wen Xin didn’t look up, she could feel a disgusting gaze sizing her up and down, making her want to kill him.

Noticed by Wen Xin, Qian Meng quickly withdrew his gaze, understanding her character by now. It wasn’t the time to anger her. He believed he would win her over someday; he could wait.

Just as the atmosphere tensed, Wen Xin’s phone suddenly rang, showing a transfer of exactly three hundred million.

Wen Xin stood up, took a silver needle from her pocket, walked over to Qian Meng, and unceremoniously jabbed it into his neck.

Qian Meng initially felt a tingling sensation, but the pain quickly vanished. He saw Wen Xin casually throw the needle into the trash bin.

“So comfortable…” Qian Meng couldn’t help but speak out.

The moment Qian Meng spoke, everyone in the drawing room was stunned. Was the problem solved just like that?

Such a simple act worth one billion… no, three hundred million. Was earning money really that easy?

Old Master Qian, seeing how easily Qian Meng could speak now, instantly panicked, feeling the three hundred million was not well spent. It felt like a robbery!

“You… you…” Old Master Qian was so angered he was at a loss for words. He clutched his chest, pained by the spending.

“Butler, see the guests out. Don’t let Old Master Qian die in our Mu house. We wouldn’t want to dirty our land!”

Wen Xin knew exactly what Old Master Qian wanted to say. She did it on purpose. She initially wanted just one billion, but how could she miss the opportunity presented to her? Three hundred million was just right to invest in a charity project, which was great.

Old Master Qian, infuriated by Wen Xin’s words, couldn’t say anything. He huffed, kicked a stool, and walked out of the drawing room.

Qian Meng gave Wen Xin one last look before leaving, his lips curving slightly upward. His interest in her had escalated to a must-have. He swore in his heart to snatch Wen Xin from Mu Chengxi’s hands.

After the Qian family had left, Wen Xin approached Old Madam Mu, gently checked her pulse, and spoke in a soft, comforting voice.

“Grandma, there’s no need to get so worked up. He’s already unhappy, and we should be happier for it!”

Wen Xin’s logic made Old Madam Mu laugh. She held Wen Xin’s hand and gently patted it, “Don’t worry, my health is good. I take my medicine on time every day, just as you advised.. I just can’t stand him speaking to my precious granddaughter-in-law in that tone!”