Chapter 10

  "Zhou Renxiong, isn't he a triad member? Mom, it's better if we don't get involved with this kind of person." Mu Nuanshen said with a furrowed brow.

  "I also know, but it's heartwarming... I'm also helpless, you said your dad was wronged, we can't just watch him die unjustly! Today Zhou Renxiong sent someone to our home and said..."

  "What's going on?" Mu Wanxin had a bad feeling about this.

  "She said that as long as you accompany him once, he will help rescue your father..." Yang Peijie hung her head in shame, not daring to look into her daughter's bright eyes.

  She held her breath as she gazed at her mother with a mixture of fear and trepidation, her face immediately turning pale as paper...

  Mom's solution is to have her accompany a man twenty years older than her!

  "Warming the heart, Mom knows you're wronged, but now it's really no other way. Can you really bear to watch your father go to death? One billion, not even enough for your father to be sentenced to death." Yang Peijie said, covering her lips and crying again in sorrow.

  Mu Wan's heart was stiff as she sat on the sofa, looking at the woman crying pitifully in front of her. After a long time, she finally said, "Mom, don't cry, I'll agree to it."

  Yang Peijie's crying suddenly stopped, she abruptly turned her head to look at her daughter beside her, as if she finally saw a glimmer of hope...

  Over the weekend, Mu Nuan Xin rarely stayed at home to rest for two days. Mu Qi Qi went to do homework with her classmates, and she was alone in the room.

  She took off her top, only to unwrap the simple bandage she had applied to her wound that day. Looking at the shocking knife wound in the mirror, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. The wound wasn't serious, but because it hadn't been properly treated and got wet while bathing, it now seemed to have become inflamed, with the wound starting to fester.

  "Warm heart, Mr. Zhou's people have arrived!" Yang Peijie's voice came from outside the door.

  "I know, mom, just wait a minute, I'm changing clothes." Mu Wanxin simply treated the wound and put on a T-shirt. She casually threw those bloody cloths under the bed.

  Yang Peijie walked in with a big smile on her face, holding a deep purple box tied with one or two beautiful silk ribbons.

  "Mom, what's this?" Mu Wanxin frowned as she looked at the box her mom carefully placed on the bed.

  "This was sent by Mr. Zhou, warm-hearted, you see how good Mr. Zhou is to you." Yang Peijie smiled at her daughter.

  "Mom, we can't accept other people's things anymore. I have clothes of my own." Mu Wan immediately refused with a instinctive resistance.

  Yang Peijie's smile froze on her face as soon as she heard the words. She walked in front of Mu Nuanxin and helped her tidy up her long hair that was hanging down her chest, saying apologetically, "Nuanxin, Mom knows this time is unfair to you, but it's for saving your dad, so can you please bear with it? If you disobey him now, the one who will suffer is your dad."

  Her heart suddenly felt stuffy, and she had no power to refuse anything now. She could only nod and agree, "Mom, I know, I'll change into it right away."

  Yang Peijie nodded in satisfaction, let out a deep sigh and walked out of the room.

  Mo Wanxin changed into the clothes sent by Zhou Renxiong, a pure white off-the-shoulder long dress. The beautiful collarbone was faintly visible, and the fabric of the skirt was so white that it seemed transparent. The hem of the skirt was an arc from high to low, revealing the girl's jade-like slender legs. The corner of the skirt was adorned with starry diamonds, like countless beautiful dew drops.