Chapter 980: Chapter 978: Special Person Visits

Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin, had just walked into the hotel when the Wen Xin in his arms suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze cold and detached as she looked at Mu Chengxi, her eyes filled with an indescribable anger.

Mu Chengxi, with his eyes downcast, looked at Wen Xin who was staring at him from his arms and spoke to her in a husky voice, “I’m sorry, I already know I was wrong, and you’ve already punished me. Could you please not be angry anymore?”

Mu Chengxi gently placed Wen Xin on the bed, and as he tried to embrace her, Wen Xin skillfully dodged him.

“I’m going to take a shower first, and we’ll settle accounts when I get back.”

Mu Chengxi stood by the bed and looked at Wen Xin’s retreating figure, sighed helplessly, and felt completely caught off guard by such an attitude, which wasn’t at all what he had expected.

After standing by the bed for a while, Mu Chengxi looked at the silhouette in the bathroom, hooked his lips into a wicked smile, and lifted his legs to walk toward the bathroom.

Wen Xin, hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening, didn’t turn around but let Mu Chengxi wrap his arms around her and rest his head in the nape of her neck.

“I was wrong, I know my attitude wasn’t good. I just couldn’t accept the situation for a moment…”

Mu Chengxi nuzzled against Wen Xin’s neck, seeking her response, but after waiting a long time, Wen Xin gave him no reply.

Seeing Wen Xin ignoring him, Mu Chengxi’s hands encircled Wen Xin’s slim waist as he softly coaxed her in a gentle voice, “I know I shouldn’t have lost my temper with you. I was just struggling to accept what you did for a moment. Actually, I wasn’t really mad at you, I just needed to vent, and I made you suffer for it. It’s my fault.”

Mu Chengxi was very earnest in his apology to Wen Xin, who pulled away from his encircling arms, turned to face Mu Chengxi, and without a word, kissed him on the lips.

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Around noon, Wen Xin was awakened by a phone call. She opened her eyes and blankly stared at Mu Chengxi lying next to her, rubbed her sore waist, and all the events from the previous day flooded back into her mind.

Wen Xin glanced at her phone, which had stopped vibrating, snuggled into Mu Chengxi’s arms, and with a muffled voice said,

“The airport has been sealed off. How did you get in?”

Wen Xin had been quite surprised to see Mu Chengxi yesterday. She thought she was just too tired and had dreamt about him, but he had really come.

Mu Chengxi hugged Wen Xin’s slender body close, lowered his head to gently kiss the top of her head, and said in a tender and unhurried voice,

“Wen Yunuo, I came with him, and Sun Ning was there too. We were on the same plane.”

Hearing Mu Chengxi mention Wen Yunuo, Wen Xin lifted her head from his chest to look into his dark, deep eyes. After thinking for a while, she let out a light laugh.

“I never expected you to seek him out…” Wen Xin was genuinely surprised that Mu Chengxi would go look for Wen Yunuo. Given Mu Chengxi’s personality, he was unlikely to take the initiative to go to Wen Yunuo, which suggested Mu Chengxi must have been desperate this time.

Wen Xin lay in Mu Chengxi’s arms, looking up at him, “We can settle our issues after I’ve dealt with the matters of Independent State, I don’t want to quarrel with you right now.”

Seeing Wen Xin still fixating on the issue, Mu Chengxi chuckled softly, propped himself up, and kissed her red lips.

Just then, a few light knocks on the door sounded, and Wen Xin gently pushed away Mu Chengxi lying on top of her and spoke with a hoarse voice.

“What’s up? Is something the matter?”

Chu Yunxuan, hearing that Wen Xin’s voice was off, cursed herself silently. It seemed she had interrupted their leader’s important affair; she truly deserved to die!

However, since she had already disturbed her leader’s matter, Chu Yunxuan could only bite the bullet and continued, “Boss, there is a man named Feng Qing outside. He said he’s here to see Mu Chengxi…”

Hearing that someone from Independent State had come here looking for Mu Chengxi, Wen Xin turned her head within Mu Chengxi’s embrace to look at him, raising her eyebrows in inquiry about who this person was.

Mu Chengxi’s dark eyes had been fixed on Wen Xin, and seeing her gesture, he didn’t react too much, only embracing her as they sat up from the bed.

“Feng Qing, have heard of him?”

Wen Xin was not unfamiliar with the name Feng Qing; she knew of him as a rather influential figure in Independent State, and additionally, he was the only one who had been exceptionally admitted to the Elders Guild to become an Elder.

“I know of him, the Seventh Elder of the Elders Guild. I’m just curious how he knows you and even knows you’re here.”

Wen Xin was more curious about this matter than about Feng Qing himself; she felt that something was not quite right.

Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin’s unusually perplexed eyes and smiled gently.

“Feng Qing is from F State, or in other words, I had made special arrangements for him in Independent State. I need real-time guidance on some matters concerning Independent State.”

Mu Chengxi lightly explained the matter, and Wen Xin instantly understood the implied meaning in his words. She nodded, asking no further questions.

By the time Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin came out, it was an hour and a half later. Wen Xin was dressed in an exquisite handmade suit, standing next to the lowkey Wen Xin. If not for the emblem on Wen Xin’s clothing, one might mistake her outfit for a street stall bargain.

Sitting on the sofa, Feng Qing heard the sound of steps descending the stairs and, raising his head, met Wen Xin’s shining black eyes. He abruptly stood up from the sofa, looking at Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi respectfully.

The others in the living room saw Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi come down, and they too slowly rose to greet them.

Wen Xin had never liked such needless formalities. Looking at these people who wanted to speak, she made a silencing gesture at them.

Seeing Wen Xin’s action, they instantly understood her intention and all quietly sat back down, resuming the tasks they were previously working on.

Only Feng Qing remained standing, his body rigid, showing no sign of relaxing.

Looking at Feng Qing’s posture, Wen Xin turned her head to glance at Mu Chengxi beside her, “Deal with your own people; I’m going to eat. After eating, I still need to visit the hospital to see my uncle. Time is a bit tight, so hurry up.”

Wen Xin half-jokingly urged Mu Chengxi, reminding him that the time was pressing and the tasks were crucial, and to quickly resolve these matters.