Chapter 519: The Big Shots Clash, Causing Tension Around Them
A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mu Chengxi sat down beside Wen Xin, his gaze falling on her injured hand. His brows, which had just eased, furrowed again.
âWhy havenât you taken care of your hand?â
âIâll deal with it after we eat. Itâs just a little scrape.â Wen Xin glanced indifferently at the wound on her hand and handed a skewer to Mu Chengxi.
She thought Mu Chengxi would ask who she had fought with, but it seemed that Mu Chengxi already knew what had happened in the parking lot.
Taking a sip of the hot and sour soup from the clay pot, Wen Xin turned to Mu Chengxi. âDo you have a source in that racetrack?â
âNo, but someone who knows you saw you and told me. He was worried that you won money from Qian Meng and might not easily leave the racetrack.â
Mu Chengxi already knew about the money-winning incident. Since Mu Chengxi probably knew about the racing and fighting as well, it saved Wen Xin from having to explain when they got home.
âI beat Qian Mengâs men. Qian Meng probably feared you causing trouble, so he let me go. Thereâs nothing else, you can handle the rest.â
Listening to Wen Xinâs casual tone, Liang Luoyu and Gu Yanzhe were once again astonished. This audacious demeanorâ¦
She was truly intimidatingâ¦
âWell, Iâll handle the rest. Itâs late now. Are you full?â
Mu Chengxi had been with Wen Xin for a while, so he already knew her habits. From the way she was eating, her lack of appetite was evident.
With the place being crowded and noisy, he didnât find any interest in staying here longer. Bringing the little ancestor home was the priority.
âIâm full. Letâs go.â
Wen Xin put down her chopsticks and stood up, glancing at Chu Yunxuan who was leisurely eating skewers. She knew Chu Yunxuan didnât want to leave with them.
âIâll go settle the bill. Miss Chu, do you need anything else?â
Standing on the sidelines, both Gu Yanzhe and Liang Luoyu couldnât help but exhale in relief when Wen Xin stood up. They were truly worried that Wen Xin wouldnât want to leave.
âNo, thanks.â After finishing the beef in her hand, Chu Yunxuan put down her chopsticks and stood up. âThank you, Mr. Gu, for the treat. Iâll leave now.â
After saying that, Chu Yunxuan nodded to Gu Yanzhe, glanced at Liang Luoyu, and finally gave a cool look to Mu Chengxi before leaving gracefully.
Watching Chu Yunxuan leave, Mu Chengxi held Wen Xinâs hand and left with Gu Yanzhe, Liang Luoyu, and others. Sitting in the car, Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin, somewhat uncertain.
âIt seems like Yunxuan has a strong opinion of me?â
âShe doesnât dare. Sheâs concerned about Mu Nan and doesnât dare to have any opinion of you. Sheâs wary and afraid youâll blame her.â Wen Xin said with a light smile. She removed her coat and casually threw on the seat. She was feeling sticky, so she didnât lean on Mu Chengxi but rather on the car door.
Mu Chengxi squinted at Wen Xinâs actions, took her coat from the seat, and draped it over her. âThe AC is on. Itâll cool down soon. Donât take it off.â
Wen Xin didnât resist either, allowing Mu Chengxi to drape the coat over her. She lazily leaned on Mu Chengxiâs arm, resting her chin on his shoulder.
âIt seems like you donât want to know what happened at the racetrack. Or do you already know?â
Mu Chengxi turned his head to meet Wen Xinâs dark eyes, raising his eyebrows casually. âI know some. If you want to talk about it, I can listen. If you donât want to, I wonât push.â
Before going to find Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi had already prepared to take action against the racetrack in the western suburbs. Since they dared to lay hands on Wen Xin, there was no blame in him giving them a hard time.
That night, Qian Meng received news that the racetrack had been suspended, and many people were arrested for causing the traffic jam.
Qian Meng couldnât sleep all night. Even after being awakened, he tried to reach out to various connections, but to no avail. He sat on the sofa until dawn.
As the sun rose, Qian Meng dialed Jiang Linyanâs number. Perhaps only Jiang Linyan could help him resolve this matter now. It remained to be seen whether Jiang Linyan was willing to offend Mu Chengxi for his sake.
The moment the call connected, Jiang Linyanâs voice came through, still drowsy.
âQian Meng, are you crazy? Why are you calling so early? Are you crazy? Go get your head checked if youâre not feeling well.â
If it were in the past, Jiang Linyan scolding Qian Meng like this would probably lead him to hang up immediately without wasting a word.
However, he needed Jiang Linyanâs help this time, so he softened his tone unconsciously.
âThe racetrack is in trouble. It was Mu Chengxi who did it. Only Uncle Jiang can help me now. Can you arrange a meeting with Uncle Jiang for me?â
Upon hearing that Mu Chengxi had taken action against the racetrack, Jiang Linyan, who was originally drowsy, suddenly woke up. She sat up abruptly from the bed.
âWhatâs going on? Didnât you say that Mu Chengxi wouldnât get involved in this matter? How did he suddenly find out? â
Jiang Linyan had warned Qian Meng that Mu Chengxi would definitely not tolerate them setting up something dangerous in the capital, but Qian Meng confidently assured her that Mu Chengxi wouldnât intervene.
Now Mu Chengxi had intervened, and they were seeking help. Who could help them? If they got involved, it would be difficult to extricate themselves.
âHeard his girlfriend went to the racetrack to play, caused some trouble, and the racetrack in the western suburbs caught Mu Chengxiâs attentionâ¦â
If he had known it was Wen Xin, Qian Meng would never have allowed them to lay hands on her. That had ended up with so many injured and caused so much trouble.
Recalling the situation made him feel aggrieved. He lost three hundred million in the endâ¦
Upon hearing about Mu Chengxiâs outburst due to Wen Xin, Jiang Linyan, who had a clear and calm mind, was now somewhat confused. She didnât expect Mu Chengxi to be willing to offend the prestigious families in the capital because of Wen Xin.
Did Mu Chengxi not care about anyone other than Wen Xin?
âI know about this matter. Itâs too early now. Iâll give you a message around noon.â
After Jiang Linyan casually hung up the phone, Qian Meng stared at the disconnected call, slumping onto the couch. At this moment, he finally realized the disparity between himself and Mu Chengxi.
Mu Chengxi walked the bright path, free to do as he pleased, hailed by everyone in Beijing as the Crown Prince. Meanwhile, Qian Meng engaged in activities that couldnât see the light of day, known as the most formidable opponent to Mu Chengxi in Beijing.