Chapter 883 - 881: With your foster father supporting you, no one can bully you.

Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi arrived at the airport at eight o’clock. Wen Xin looked at the flight information board, and her brow involuntarily furrowed. Mu Chengxi quickly picked up on the uneasiness in Wen Xin.

“What’s wrong?”

Upon hearing Mu Chengxi’s question, Wen Xin turned her head to look at him, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

“My foster father must not have taken a regular flight here. Can you check the flight schedules for me? If nothing unexpected happened, he should have arrived on a private jet.”

Wen Xin’s brows were lightly knitted. She couldn’t quite understand why, even though he had informed her in advance of his arrival in Beijing, he suddenly changed flights.

“Alright, I’ll check it out now.”

Just as Mu Chengxi agreed and was about to leave, a man dressed in a black suit approached Wen Xin and began to speak in a somewhat mysterious tone.

“Young Master, the Old Alliance Leader is waiting for you in the lounge.”

Hearing the man’s voice, Mu Chengxi stopped his departing steps, while Wen Xin sharply turned to look at the man behind her.

Wen Xin looked at the man who had delivered the message, her eyebrows slightly raised, “When did my foster father arrive?”

“Mr. Jiang arrived at the airport half an hour ago. Having not seen the young master, he has been waiting in the lounge.”

Hearing the man’s words, Wen Xin involuntarily glanced towards the upstairs lounge. She stretched out her hand to grasp Mu Chengxi’s large one and turned to the man in black.

“Let’s go, take us to see my foster father.”

Wen Xin wasn’t surprised at all by the Old Alliance Leader’s early appearance; it was quite normal for him not to inform them of the exact time, considering his typical style.

Mu Chengxi turned to look at Wen Xin, observing her expression. His lips were tightly pressed together, and he did not seem very pleased.

Wen Xin raised her head to meet Mu Chengxi’s deep gaze, smiled gently, and whispered to him, “Don’t be nervous; I’ve got everything under control.”

Wen Xin’s protective words made Mu Chengxi unable to help but chuckle. He lifted his hand to ruffle Wen Xin’s hair and drew her into his chest, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. He spoke softly in a tone only the two of them could hear.

“With you here, I have to be at ease!”

It was clear that Mu Chengxi was teasing her. Wen Xin didn’t say much in response, simply gently pinching Mu Chengxi’s hand and following the steps of the man in black towards the lounge.

When Wen Xin entered the lounge, Mr. Jiang stood abruptly from the sofa upon seeing her injured arm.

“What happened here? How did you get yourself injured like this?” Mr. Jiang walked up to Wen Xin, gently pulled on her uninjured arm, circled around her with a worried tone, and began to talk.

Wen Xin looked at the agitated Mr. Jiang, smiled lightly, and spoke with a somewhat cavalier tone, “Foster father, aren’t you making too much of a fuss? What kind of injuries haven’t I had? This little scratch is nothing!”

“Although that’s what you say, you’re past the age of getting hurt like this, and…” Mr. Jiang looked up at Mu Chengxi while speaking, his eyes carrying a trace of dissatisfaction.

“And since Beijing is his territory, and you still get injured like this on his turf, that’s his negligence!”

Wen Xin hadn’t expected the blame to suddenly shift to Mu Chengxi. She looked at Mr. Jiang, then turned to Mu Chengxi and offered a light smile.

“Foster father, please don’t scare him. This was someone targeting me; I didn’t expect her to try to kill me. So this isn’t Mu Chengxi’s fault at all.”

Wen Xin reached out and pulled Mr. Jiang to sit on the sofa beside her. She smiled reassuringly at Mr. Jiang, pushed aside the cooled tea, picked up a clean cup, and poured him some hot tea.

“Foster father, what suddenly made you decide to come to Beijing? I was planning to visit you once things settled down here. I never expected you to come yourself.”

Wen Xin spoke to Mr. Jiang in a polite manner, circling around the issue. Mr. Jiang watched her beat around the bush and smiled gently.

“You’ve been smart since you were little. When your mother brought you to me, she made me promise again and again to take good care of you. Now it seems all that worry was unnecessary!”

“Your mother entrusted you to my care, and now that both your parents are gone, it would be improper for me not to come for such a significant event as your engagement. Otherwise, the Mu family might think there’s no one to stand up for you. What if they bully you?”

Hearing Mr. Jiang mention her mother, Wen Xin’s expression turned solemn, yet she maintained a faint smile.

“I’m grateful for your deep affection, foster father. But rest assured, neither the Mu family nor Mu Chengxi will bully me. Foster father, let me introduce you to my boyfriend, and my future fiancé, Mu Chengxi.”

With that, Wen Xin stood up, walked over to Mu Chengxi, took his hand, and introduced him to Mr. Jiang with great openness.

After Mr. Jiang examined Mu Chengxi carefully, his astute gaze narrowed slightly. As he looked at Mu Chengxi, a smile flickered in his eyes, hinting at an inquisitive nature.

“Have we met somewhere before?”

Although Mr. Jiang was not certain he had met Mu Chengxi before, he was sure that Mu Chengxi was no ordinary man. The aura emanating from him inspired people to take a second glance.

Mu Chengxi, looking at Mr. Jiang, spoke very respectfully and politely, “My activities are all in F Province, and I don’t remember seeing Mr. Jiang anywhere. However, I have long admired your reputation!”

Mu Chengxi’s words caused Mr. Jiang’s probing look to retract slightly, and he nodded at Mu Chengxi with satisfaction.

“Alright, no matter what your identity is, I have to admit that as the other half of my daughter, I’m quite satisfied with you. Take good care of my daughter in the future. Otherwise, no matter where you are, even if you were the lord of F Province standing before me, I wouldn’t let you off!”

Mr. Jiang was very serious as he spoke, and a touch of affection for Wen Xin glinted in his eyes. This affectionate sentiment left both Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi in wonder, though neither showed it.

Wen Xin pulled Mu Chengxi to sit down on the sofa on the other side, casting a cursory glance over the surrounding environment.

“Foster father, this isn’t the place to talk. Why don’t we go back to the Wen family home? We can talk things over slowly there!”