Chapter 197 - Use Her Own Tricks Against Her (1/2)
The news that Xiang Yuanjiu had his eyes on Yun Xi quickly reached Mu Feichi’s ears.
Looking at the doc.u.ments that had been handed over by his subordinates, all that was left was for him to dig up dirt on his 18th-generation ancestors.
Qi Yuan glanced at Young Marshal Mu. The doc.u.ments had pa.s.sed through his hands first, and it wasn’t as if there was something he shouldn’t have seen.
Han Wanling really was a persistent stalker.
Young Marshal Mu cared about the friends.h.i.+p between their two families, and the only reason that he hadn’t dealt with the Han family mercilessly was because he was indebted to Han Wanling’s father.
However, did Han Wanling really think that Young Marshal Mu was an endlessly patient kindhearted Bodhisattva?
What a joke! Who had ever seen the patriarch of a wealthy family with the heart of Bodhisattva?
“Young Master Mu, what do you plan to do about this person?”
Young Marshal Mu probably couldn’t take such a petty punk seriously.
Mu Feichi took the doc.u.ments in his hand and threw them on the coffee table. Sadism flashed across his face.
“You think that little wildcat doesn’t know that Han Wanling is digging her own grave?”
“Uh…” As for the nickname, little wildcat, Qi Yuan knew that Mu Feichi was talking about none other than Yun Xi.
“That girl is really smart, but it is very difficult to guard against honey traps. Who knows what other tricks Han Wanling might have up her sleeve.”
“Honey traps? Yun Xi could beat up that juvenile punk who hasn’t even reached p.u.b.erty!”
Mu Feichi sneered, and, from his contemptuous tone, it was obvious that he didn’t take that adolescent punk seriously.
“…” Qi Yuan sheepishly shut his mouth.
“We don’t have to intervene in this matter, because the girl can handle it herself. If she’d wanted our help, she would have come to me herself.”
“Boss, you might as well use her tricks to our advantage. Wouldn’t it be better for that girl to come to you herself?”
He had never seen Young Marshal Mu have such reservations.
He had always been a decision maker. Resolute and decisive, domineering and proud, he’d truly lived up to his name and status.