Chapter 671: 670: The Parties Involved Are Not in a Hurry, but the Onlookers Are Desperate

As he was reaching the end of his speech, he suddenly remembered something important, “Master Xi, this Chu Mufeng is Tan Xingyue’s aunt’s son; he truly grew up in the Wen family and entered the entertainment industry at the age of 16.”

After Mu Bei had finished speaking, Mu Chengxi, who had been resting his hands on the table, slowly let go. He looked up at Mu Bei and said with a cold voice, ‘Next time you speak, remember to focus on the main point…’

Mu Chengxi pulled back his chair, stood up from his seat, picked up the mobile phone that had been lying on the table, and strode out.

Mu Bei followed behind Mu Chengxi, looking bewildered at Mu Chengxi’s actions, “Master Xi, where are you going?”

“To the school, to find Wen Xin.” As Mu Chengxi walked out, he answered Mu Bei’s question with a cool tone, feeling that Mu Bei’s questions were rather foolish.

Mu Bei listened to Mu Chengxi’s voice, somewhat bewildered. Shouldn’t he be addressing the issue at hand first? Why go to the school instead?

Following behind Mu Chengxi, Mu Bei didn’t dare to question Mu Chengxi’s decision. He took the car keys and quickened his pace, getting the car out before Mu Chengxi came downstairs.

In the car, Mu Chengxi finally remembered that Qian Meng had sent him a message. He took his phone from the side, opened the message interface, and his eyebrows unconsciously furrowed as he read the content.

“No need to investigate further, it was done by Jiang Linyan.”

After looking at the message for a while, Mu Chengxi put his phone aside and looked at Mu Bei, who was driving.

“Is the IP address where the message was sent from clear?”

“It’s clear, it was from a villa area…” Mu Bei, looking through the rearview mirror at Mu Chengxi’s expression, had previously wanted to speak to Mu Chengxi about this, but Mu Chengxi, anxious to meet Wen Xin, hadn’t given him a chance to speak.

“Is it the Jiang family?” Mu Chengxi, his slender fingers holding a cigarette, hesitated for a moment before asking in a gentle voice.

“No, it’s the Qian family. I had a technician trace the location of the message sender, and it’s a Qian family villa, but it’s still unclear who in the Qian family did it.”

After learning about this, Mu Bei immediately arranged for someone to investigate. He hadn’t waited to get a definitive answer before reporting back to Mu Chengxi.

So there were some things he was not very clear about.

“Stop the car on the roadside, we won’t go to find Wen Xin just yet,” Mu Chengxi took his phone and told Mu Bei coldly.

Mu Bei glanced at the surrounding road conditions and parked the car on the side, quietly waiting for Mu Chengxi’s next instructions, not daring to talk much.

Mu Chengxi lit the cigarette in his hand, got out of the car, and dialed Qian Meng’s number on his phone.

After the phone rang three times, the call connected, and a deep voice came from the other end, “How is your investigation going? Are you willing to hear my explanation?”

“Go ahead.” Mu Chengxi took a drag on his cigarette before replying in a cool tone.

Although he and Qian Meng had always been at odds, Mu Chengxi had a clear understanding of Qian Meng; he was not the kind of person who would do something and then push the blame onto others.

“Last night when I came back from drinking, Jiang Linyan was outside my family villa. I thought she was there for me, when I got out of the car to talk to her, she told me that she was just passing by…”

“At first, I didn’t pay much attention, but later when I went online and saw the news about Wen Xin, I realized there was something off.”

“As you know, Jiang Linyan is quite scheming, so it isn’t surprising that she would do something like this.”

Actually, what Qian Meng told Mu Chengxi wasn’t the truth. When he returned home and lay in bed, he felt that Jiang Linyan’s appearance was abrupt, then he picked up his phone wanting to ask Jiang Linyan what she really came for.

Just then, a news alert about Chu Mufeng’s affair popped up on his phone, concerning Wen Xin. He instantly understood what was happening, so he had someone investigate, and sure enough, Jiang Linyan had come to use his IP address to do some mischief.

Mu Chengxi stood at the roadside, a cigarette between one hand and a phone in the other, his dress shirt fitting neatly to his body, sleeves rolled up to the forearm, where the veins slightly protruded due to the exertion.

“Thank you for the heads-up.” After saying this, Mu Chengxi was ready to hang up the phone, having not much else to say to Qian Meng.

“Wait a minute, Mu Chengxi… I didn’t message you just to get a thank you. I actually have something else I need to discuss with you, if you’re available, could we meet?”

After deciding to coexist peacefully with Mu Chengxi the day before, Qian Meng had made it clear he needed to reconcile with Mu Chengxi to stay in Wen Xin’s life, otherwise, Mu Chengxi wouldn’t give him the chance to get close to Wen Xin.

Qian Meng’s words involuntarily made Mu Chengxi raise an eyebrow. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of Qian Meng’s intentions, but still, Mu Chengxi managed to suppress his annoyance and agreed.

“Let’s meet at the vineyard.”

After saying this, Mu Chengxi hung up the phone, stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it in a nearby trash can, turned around, got back into the car, and coldly said to Mu Bei, “Go to the vineyard.”

Mu Bei was somewhat surprised to hear Mu Chengxi decide to go to the vineyard; he was well aware of what place the vineyard was, and if it wasn’t for something important, Mu Chengxi never visited the vineyard. What exactly had happened this time?

At the university, Wen Xin looked at the online opinions showing no additional expression, her cool and pale face still emotionless, occasionally letting out a light chuckle that frightened the three people sitting beside her from moving recklessly.

They couldn’t guess her thoughts, always feeling that with such a big scandal unfolding, Wen Xin’s calm was a sign of a massive problem.

“Sister Xin, call Uncle Mu! He must have a way to resolve it; letting this ferment will only cause big trouble!”

Just ten minutes ago, Jingda University’s forum had also exploded. Someone had posted photos of Wen Xin and Wen Huai walking arm in arm; it was despicable how someone took such photos on campus.

Ling Xu ‘Er initially wanted Ling Yichen to ask the Jingda University’s president to delete the post, but Wen Xin stopped her, quietly watching how the situation unfolded.

“Sister Xin, what exactly do you want to do? Have you been stunned by anger? This isn’t something to joke about! There are already people online cursing you, and the obsessed fans are already causing a ruckus downstairs; do you want to see it escalate from here?”

Ling Xu ‘Er was genuinely worried for Wen Xin; she knew from the day she met Wen Xin that Wen Xin was Mu Chengxi’s girlfriend, yet somehow, she had suddenly gotten entangled with a top celebrity.

Seeing Ling Xu ‘Er’s worried expression, Wen Xin slightly lifted her downcast eyes, turned to look at Ling Xu ‘Er, and gently pinched her cheek.