A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 876: Chapter 874: The Gentleness and Indulgence Always Present in His Eyes
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“I actually do want to see what she’s really up to.”

Wen Xin didn’t lift her gaze, her beautiful eyes fixed straight on the computer screen. She wasn’t shocked by Geng Qiu’s appearance, what surprised her more was that Geng Qiu would actually be with Old Jiang…

It was utterly absurd.

Hearing Wen Xin’s explanation, even though Mu Chengxi was angry, he didn’t take any action. He just looked at Wen Xin with a gentle gaze, his eyes showing an indulgent expression.

As Mu Chengxi was focused on Wen Xin, she suddenly raised her head to look at him.

“Is there a problem with Old Jiang’s relationship with his wife? Wasn’t it said that Old Jiang left his ex-wife for this one? Why would Geng Qiu have the opportunity…”

Wen Xin didn’t speak too explicitly, but Mu Chengxi had already understood what she meant.

“Old Jiang’s taste has always been for younger women. His divorce from his first wife did indeed have something to do with his current wife, but that’s not the whole story. He did something so excessive that divorce became inevitable.”

“You have to understand that for a family with the status of the Jiang family, divorce was absolutely not permitted in the past unless it was intolerable, and they would maintain basic appearances at all costs, just like the current state between Old Jiang and his wife.”

Listening to Mu Chengxi’s explanation, Wen Xin suddenly felt sympathy for the dignified woman she had seen at Old Master Jiang’s funeral; being with someone like that made her feel sick to her stomach.

“The high society is indeed too complicated.” Wen Xin didn’t know why this thought suddenly came to her, but in any case, she couldn’t understand their way of living.

When Wen Xin clicked the enter key for the last time, a complete code took shape. She placed her laptop on the table and began testing.

Watching the characters flicker on the computer screen, Wen Xin stretched leisurely. The progress with just one hand was incredibly slow; what could have been done in three days had taken her a whole week.

This was the longest coding she’d experienced since she started working; it never used to be so difficult.

Wen Xin looked away from the computer, gazing at her arm, and sighed softly.

“I might be the first person to attend my own engagement party with an injured arm, right?”

Hearing Wen Xin’s comment, Mu Chengxi, who was dealing with emails, shifted his gaze from the computer screen to her, raising an eyebrow.

“No matter what, you are my treasure, Mu Chengxi’s treasure, and you’ll be the brightest star at the party,” he said.

Wen Xin looked at Mu Chengxi’s deep and affectionate eyes and smiled gently.

She wasn’t happy just because of his words but because she realized that no matter the time or place, Mu Chengxi’s gaze was always filled with the same depth of affection.

She felt as if she had already sunk deep into his tender and indulgent eyes.

Mu Chengxi couldn’t resist Wen Xin’s doe-eyed look at him. He stood up from his office chair, walked over to Wen Xin, bent down, lifted her from the sofa, and walked straight towards the bedroom.

Meanwhile, the code test, left on the desk, was completed to a hundred percent without them noticing.

The next morning, Wen Xin lay lazily in bed, unwilling to move an inch. When Mu Chengxi came out of the bathroom, he saw this scene.

He walked to the bedside, drew close to Wen Xin, and gently planted a kiss on her cheek.

“Time to get up, after breakfast, let’s go out for a bit. Barry has been in Beijing for a few days and you haven’t seen him yet—he’s been complaining.”

Wen Xin’s eyes moved when Mu Chengxi mentioned Barry, but she was still in a standby mode, showing no indication of what she wanted to do.

Mu Chengxi rarely saw this side of Wen Xin, he smiled indulgently, then reached out to lift her from the bed and carried her straight into the walk-in closet.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Xin had changed and came out of the closet, heading straight to the bathroom to freshen up.

Mu Chengxi, who followed Wen Xin out, casually fastened his cufflinks, smiled softly in Wen Xin’s direction, and then walked to the door, opened it, and stepped out of the bedroom.

Just as Mu Chengxi reached the downstairs, he saw Mu Bei carrying several large boxes inside from outside.

“What are these?” Mu Chengxi curiously looked at the items Mu Bei brought in, thinking it was fortunate their home was large enough, otherwise it might not accommodate all those things.

“These are Miss Wen’s gowns, all sent over by the Huoluo family.”

“Hmm, just put them away for now, Wen Xin can deal with them when she comes out,” Mu Chengxi said indifferently, glancing at the boxes set aside without further comment.

As Mu Bei and Mu Chengxi were talking, Wen Xin also came downstairs. She saw the large boxes in the living room and unconsciously frowned.

“What’s in all these big boxes?”

“They’re your gowns. Didn’t you know that?” Mu Chengxi asked, turning his head towards Wen Xin in surprise, thinking she had arranged for all this.

“My gowns? I had no idea.”

Wen Xin was uninterested in the boxes in the living room. She walked past Mu Chengxi and headed straight towards the dining area. She was tired and hungry, with no mood to deal with those matters.

While Wen Xin was eating, her phone suddenly vibrated several times, and an app that hadn’t been used for a long time popped up with two messages.

Wen Xin picked up her phone and glanced at the pulsating app, her eyebrows unconsciously knitting together. She stuffed the steamed bun from her hand into her mouth and picked up her phone to seriously start replying to the messages.

Seated opposite Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi saw her in this manner for the first time—her serious and solemn expression made him think the person across him was no small figure.

Wen Xin, looking at the messages from the Chou League’s Observing Alliance Leader, felt somewhat uneasy. She couldn’t guess the old man’s intentions.

She couldn’t fathom what the old man was messaging her for now. Before learning from Xiao Mi about her connection with Shadow Alliance, she could respect him, but now, she didn’t know how she should feel about facing him.

Mu Chengxi didn’t disturb Wen Xin either; he just sat opposite her, quietly waiting as she concentrated on replying to messages on her phone. He found it interesting, watching her alternate between furrowing her brows and relaxing.

“Foster father suddenly wants to talk to me.”

“I heard you’re getting engaged, why didn’t you invite foster father to your engagement party? Maybe I came to see you… How about taking this chance to meet up?”

Looking at that line of text, Wen Xin tensed up involuntarily… Was he also coming to Beijing?