Chapter 885: 883: The Chou League Will Always Be Her Backing

Wen Xin frowned as she observed herself, catching Mr. Jiang’s attention. Mr. Jiang turned his head to look at Wen Xin, “What? You seem not to fully believe what the butler said.”

“It’s not that I don’t believe him, it’s just that I have a doubt.” Wen Xin sat casually on the sofa, her eyes carrying a hint of recklessness.

“I just heard that my foster father has connections with the Shadow Alliance, but I’m not sure how reliable that information is.”

Mr. Jiang was well aware of the grudge between Wen Xin and the Shadow Alliance. In light of this, Mr. Jiang’s connections with the Shadow Alliance inevitably led to speculation.

Hearing Wen Xin raise this issue, Mr. Jiang gave a faint smile and spoke with composure and serenity, “I didn’t expect our young master to be aware of such matters…”

Mr. Jiang’s attitude surprised Wen Xin to an extent. She lifted her gaze, her beautiful eyes looking directly into Mr. Jiang’s eyes, unable to guess what this man was thinking.

In that instant, she felt that she didn’t understand the man in front of her at all.

“You don’t need to look at me like that. I can tell you clearly that whatever I do will not affect your decision, but I can’t tell you about my affairs with the Shadow Alliance just yet.”

While speaking, Mr. Jiang changed his position on the sofa and deliberately avoided Wen Xin’s gaze, unclear whether it was out of guilt or some other hidden reason.

Wen Xin watched Mr. Jiang for a while, realizing that he would not respond to this matter. She didn’t press further and withdrew her gaze.

“Since that is the case, then just consider that I never mentioned this topic. How is the butler’s room? You must be tired after a night on the plane, foster father. Why don’t you head to your room and rest a bit?”

Although Wen Xin was eager to know the answer, she could tell that Mr. Jiang had no intention of explaining, so there was no need to continue the topic.

Wen Xin’s reminder immediately made the butler realize the implication of her words, and he promptly addressed Mr. Jiang respectfully.

“Mr. Jiang’s room is ready. This way, please…”

Mr. Jiang glanced at Wen Xin, then looked at the respectfully waiting butler, stood up, and followed the butler upstairs.

After Mr. Jiang ascended the stairs, Wen Xin glanced at the man in black still sitting on the sofa and narrowed her eyes, “What? Don’t you plan to go upstairs and rest?”

The man in black looked at Wen Xin with a cold expression, seeming about to speak but halting. He hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed upstairs.

When only Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi were left in the living room, Mu Chengxi gently wrapped his arms around Wen Xin’s waist, drawing her into his embrace with a light laugh and a half-joking tone, “Why suddenly can’t you keep your composure?”

Wen Xin, upon hearing Mu Chengxi suddenly speak, turned her head to look at him and smiled faintly.

“Losing composure? Not really. Maybe it’s because I’ve always thought of him as family and didn’t believe he would betray me. Since he didn’t deny it, I believe his conscience is clear.”

Having spoken, Wen Xin leaned lazily against Mu Chengxi, tilting her head back to look at him, “Aren’t you going home? The banquet, you’re not going to bother with it at all?”

Wen Xin looked at Mu Chengxi’s leisurely demeanor and then thought about how tired Mu Chengxu was because of her birthday party, an inexplicable sense of guilt rising in her heart.

With his head lowered, Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin and smiled gently at her, “With your sister and Mu Bei around, I don’t need to do anything. Why? Does it bother you that I seem so relaxed?”

Mu Chengxi watched Wen Xin and chuckled lightly. Seeing the expression on Wen Xin’s face, how could he not understand what she was thinking? He just didn’t like seeing himself so unoccupied.

Looking at Mu Chengxi’s expression as a matter of course, Wen Xin smiled wickedly, rose from her position on Mu Chengxi, and stood up from the sofa, “I’m going to the study to deal with some matters. If you’re free, come sit with me in the study for a while.”

Mr. Jiang returned to his room and sat down on the sofa, a gentle knock sounding from the door, to which he coldly replied, “Come in…”

The man in black carried in a tray, on which lay food prepared by the butler, set before Mr. Jiang.

“Mr. Jiang, if you find it inconvenient staying here, I can arrange a hotel for you. You don’t have to worry about safety at all.”

Hearing the man in black’s words, Mr. Jiang shook his head indifferently, then looked down at the food on the tray.

“All this food has been prepared according to my taste; Butler Wen still understands my preferences very well. Rest assured, I’m here to see Wen Xin’s engagement, as well as to visit an old friend. I am at peace with my own intentions.”

Mr. Jiang picked up the chopsticks on the tray and began to eat the food elegantly, completely unaffected by any inconvenience the man in black might have felt.

The man in black stood aside, his expression troubled, hesitating for a moment before slowly speaking.

“Old Alliance Leader, I think it’s better to be honest with the young master about certain matters. I believe the young master would understand your kind intentions!”

“You’re overstepping, my decisions are my own, and Wen Xin doesn’t need to know too much. You know as well as I do that I don’t want her gratitude; in fact, I hope she can let go of any resentment in her heart and live well.”

“Do you think I’m unaware of the internal affairs of the Chou League? I’m very clear that she doesn’t really care about the Chou League, but I also know that only with the Chou League as her support can she pursue what she really wants to do, can she let go and give it her all.”

“I hope that from now on, you won’t say too much in front of Wen Xin. Let her have her way in whatever she does.”

Mr. Jiang ate slowly, speaking in an even tone as he did so. If others were present, they would surely notice that some of Wen Xin’s habits were quite similar to Mr. Jiang’s.

After Mr. Jiang finished his meal, the man in black promptly presented the medicine that had been prepared in advance to Mr. Jiang.

Mr. Jiang took the medicine in the palm of his hand and, suddenly recalling something, looked up at the man in black, “How is the investigation into Mu Chengxi’s identity going?”

“We have some leads. Mu Chengxi has some influence in F State, and he’s from the Mu family in Beijing, but the details are unclear. We’ve placed an order with Di Ting Organization, but so far no one has taken the assignment.”

The Chou League and Di Ting Organization have a cooperative relationship, and usually, someone would take their orders right away. But this time, for some unknown reason, even after placing an order more than an hour ago, there had been no response.