A Big Shot’s Woman Is Wild and Fierce - Chapter 476

Chapter 476: Feels Like I’ve Invited a Little Demon King

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Young Master Wen, don’t underestimate your opponents and teammates; they’ve all undergone special training and are devils among the elites, so I advise you to still be cautious about your safety. Once you’ve eaten, you should leave with Ji De.”

Mayer knew that Wen Huai was a very smart person. Having observed for a while, he should now have some understanding of the base’s devilish training and know how to make his choices.

Wen Huai picked up the sandwich in front of him, gobbled it down, then grabbed the milk and drank it all at once. He stood up, took the backpack from

Mayer’s hands, and flashed a smile tinged with pretense.

“See you in thirty days.”

Mayer, looking at the commanding presence of Wen Huai, felt an involuntary tremor in his heart. Why did it feel like he was seeing Wen Xin? This raffish demeanor completely differed from the gentle and jade-like youth he had seen before.

It seems that the boss had sent him a great Buddha this time.

Early in the morning, Mu Chengxi took care of Wen Xin, helping her wash up, carrying her to the wardrobe to change, and finally bringing her to the dining room.

In the dining room, Mu Chengxi tenderly poured a glass of milk for Wen Xin and placed her favorite dumplings on the plate, then pinched a piece of strawberry cake and held it to Wen Xin’s mouth, waiting for her to lazily open her mouth and eat it.

Mu Bei watched his master provide this all-around service and couldn’t help but internally curse a few times. Miss Wen was about to go out on business, yet his master was still unaware of moderation…

It was just too fierce.

When Mu Chengxi put down Wen Xin, Mu Bei noticed the bite marks on his master’s neck and the scratch marks on his chest, which made him think. His master and Miss Wen were too ferocious, weren’t they? One couldn’t get out of bed, and the other was covered in wounds; these two were just terrifying.

Mu Chengxi and Wen Xin were both heads down eating breakfast, completely oblivious to Mu Bei’s expression on the side.

“After you arrive at N Port, Fernando will meet you at the airport. I’ll have Mu Bei send you his photo and contact information later. You can use them as you like; they are all from the M organization.”

Mu Chengxi couldn’t accompany Wen Xin to N Port this time, but he had arranged everything for her as best as possible. Even with Chu Yunxuan in N Port, Mu Chengxi was still not very reassured.

Wen Xin casually pulled a napkin and wiped the milk stains from the corner of her mouth, responding in a light and carefree tone as if she didn’t take Mu Chengxi’s words to heart.

Seeing Wen Xin’s attitude, Mu Chengxi knew she was still angry about yesterday’s events. He sighed helplessly, reached out, and took her small hand on the table.

“I’m dealing with something special this time; please be good and don’t make me worry, okay?”

Mu Chengxi lowered his eyes, trying to look more pitiful to soften Wen Xin’s heart.

Wen Xin glanced up at Mu Chengxi, who was pretending to be pitiful in front of her, and responded irritably, “Got it!”

Although Wen Xin was somewhat impatient, Mu Chengxi still saw a concession in her face, and his worries eased considerably.

“Alright, I’m going to change, and then we’ll head to the airport.”

Saying this, Mu Chengxi stood up, walked over to Wen Xin, and gently kissed the corner of her lips before heading toward the walk-in closet.

With a look of disdain, Wen Xin took a wet wipe and cleaned her lips. Her gaze then fell on her phone, looking at the message from Mu Bei.

After adding Fernando as a contact, Wen Xin looked up at Mu Bei with an indifferent expression, “In N Port, how significant is the M organization’s influence?”

“The influence… Let me put it this way: the M organization has free access in N Port. As long as the vehicles display the specific chess piece emblem, they go unchecked and can move freely. In N Port, the organization owns a manor with about two hundred people.”

Wen Xin’s question momentarily stumped Mu Bei. He didn’t know exactly how to explain the situation of the M organization in N Port, but he managed to clarify the details about the manor.

Listening to Mu Bei, Wen Xin turned her head and looked at him, “The M organization has a manor and connections in N Port; is N Port their stronghold?”

“It’s not, just a base.” Mu Bei didn’t elaborate much about the M organization. Its affairs were complex, and he couldn’t explain everything clearly to Wen Xin in such a short time.

While they were casually discussing the M organization, Mu Chengxi had already changed and came out of the bedroom, carrying Wen Xin’s backpack and two suitcases, one large and one small, the delicate one specially prepared for Wen Xin.

“We can leave now.”

Mu Bei quickly stood up, went to Mu Chengxi’s side, took the suitcases from his hands, and led the way out of the apartment with the luggage.

Wen Xin lazily stood up from the dining table, took the sun protection jacket Mu Chengxi handed her, casually threw it on, and then, hand in hand with Mu Chengxi, walked out of the apartment.

On the way to the airport, Mu Chengxi took Wen Xin’s phone from her pocket and installed an app on it.

“You can check on Wen Huai’s condition anytime. Wen Huai voluntarily joined the devil training class, while Mayer sent Zhao Yuyao to the novice camp, and his performance on the first day was quite acceptable.”

Wen Xin glanced at the app on the phone and raised an eyebrow, “I don’t plan to watch his training. If it’s too harsh, I’ll feel bad; if it’s too lenient, I’ll feel it’s not enough. I just want to see the results.”

Wen Xin put her phone in her pocket and looked at the scenery outside the window. She was silent for about five minutes before she spoke in a gentle voice.

“Wen Huai should be quite strong; he once single-handedly saved a dozen people who were near death. But the training in Independent State is ruthless.”

“Rather than calling it training, it’s more like deliberately eliminating the elites. So, very few people successfully make it out of the training camp, and Wen Huai is one of them.’

“The first thing Wen Huai said when he came out was that he wouldn’t return to Independent State unless it was to overthrow the system there.”

“I don’t know what happened to him during the training, and I never dared to ask. I’m afraid of reopening his wounds, but I clearly felt his aversion to

Independent State.”

“So I never brought up the idea of training him again. Now that he’s willingly discussing it with you, he must trust you and doesn’t see you as an outsider.”

Wen Xin turned to look at Mu Chengxi, leaning lazily against him, her expression still cool.

“Take care of yourself in Continent F, and if I find out you’ve been hurt and didn’t tell me, don’t blame me for being unfriendly. I’m not a patient person, and I don’t take kindly to provocation.”