Chapter 32 (2/2)

“Uncle Fang, a word of warning. Do you think Gu Shinian would be free if someone had not ordered for her to be left alone? Would she be able to swagger into SEC through the front door outrightly and remain unscathed and no one dare to lay a hand on her?”

“Let me give you a piece of advice. Leave before things get blown up.”

If Qin Muchen discovered what had happened, things might get ugly.

Uncle Fang was with Qin Muchen when he carved out his businesses. He was loyal and honest. If he really got into an argument with Qin Muchen, they had no idea who they should side with.

Uncle Fang refused to leave. “Young Master Jing, don’t try to persuade me anymore. Even if I die today, I will get this woman to die with me!”

“Who do you want to die with you?”

The ajar door was being pushed open.

Qin Muchen and three other people stood outside.

Jing Yu cried in agony silently.

It was already difficult to deal with Qin Muchen alone, why were the other three people present as well?

Uncle Fang’s countenance changed.

He might have helped to create the businesses, but he did not dare to go against the few young masters.

Gu Shinian caught sight of Qin Muchen, she pressed her lips together and ran toward him as if she had suffered a lot of grievances, grabbing the corner of his shirt, seeking his protection.

Qin Muchen cast a glance at her before he pulled her behind him to protect her.

He directed his cold gaze at Uncle Fang, speaking in a calm but stifling tone. “Uncle Fang, I have given the orders personally that Gu Shinian cannot die. Even so, do you still want to kill her?”

Uncle Fang was speechless, he looked appalled.

“Young Master Mu, this woman, this woman, she…”

“I know. She betrayed me in the past, I suffered huge losses in manpower, goods, and financially,” Qin Muchen continued Uncle Fang’s unfinished sentence, but his tone turned sharp instantly. “However, since I want her to live, does anyone dare to go against me?”

Even Bai Hengjin did not have the guts to do that. Who else dared to go against him?!

Uncle Fang’s face sunk, the gun that he held in his hands seemed to weigh a dozen tons.