A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce

Chapter 613: Your Life Is Decided by Me, Not You

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At this moment, Mu Chengxi’s gaze was also fixed intensely on Wen Xin. He didn’t want her to go alone, but Wen Xin had already assured him she would return safely.

He couldn’t help her directly and didn’t want to be a burden either.

“Don’t worry, the old fox can’t do anything to me,” Wen Xin reassured, handing her backpack through the window to Wales. She waved to them and then signaled the driver to leave.

After seeing Moore’s car off, Wen Xin and Chu Yunxuan squatted by the roadside, each holding a cup of milk tea.

“Boss, what are we waiting for? It’s getting late, and it’ll be dark soon,” Chu Yunxuan remarked, looking at the distant sunset. It had been a long time since she had calmly watched the sky like this.

Wen Xin took a sip of her milk tea and smiled. “What’s the rush? The old man has a habit of taking afternoon naps. It’s best to wait until he wakes up for a pleasant conversation.”

After another sip, Wen Xin stood up, casually threw her empty cup into a trash bin, and hailed a taxi.

Once in the car, Wen Xin gave the driver the address of the Wen family. The driver hesitated, glancing at Wen Xin through the rearview mirror. “Miss, this is a taxi. I can’t go to that place.”

“No worries, just drop me off nearby,” Wen Xin replied. She knew ordinary cars couldn’t get near the Wen family estate and was hoping not to be disappointed this time.

The driver’s relief was evident as he no longer worried about potential trouble.

Wen Xin sat in the car, holding her phone, waiting for a call from a specific person. However, she reached her destination without receiving any call.

Standing by the roadside, Chu Yunxuan watched Wen Xin, who was still looking at her phone, her eyes confused.

“Who are you waiting for? Is someone coming to help us?”

“Someone will come, but whether they’ll help us is uncertain,” Wen Xin replied with a mysterious smile. She hoped the person would choose to help her rather than opposing her.

As Wen Xin spoke, a long-wheelbase Rolls-Royce stopped in front of her and Chu Yunxuan. The front passenger door opened, and a bald man stepped out. Chu Yunxuan recognized him immediately and covered her mouth to stifle a gasp of surprise.

She couldn’t understand. The relationship between Wen Xin and Alfredo had clearly reached the point where they couldn’t stand each other. Why would he still appear here?

“Miss, the director invites you to get in. He can take you inside,” the bald man said.

Wen Xin didn’t hesitate and bent down to get into the car.

Inside, she saw the man sitting in the farthest seat and unceremoniously sat close to him.

“Didn’t expect you to be so late.”

Alfredo, who had been resting with his eyes closed and back against the seat, smiled wryly. “Moore called, saying your people—or rather, Mu Chengxi’s people—were taken by Old Wen to the Wen family. He asked for my help, and I didn’t expect to find you here.”

Alfredo looked at Wen Xin, hoping for some response from her. However, her next words filled him with bitterness.

“You can say they’re my people since we’re getting married. There’s not much difference.”

“If you’re here to help, I appreciate it. If you’re here to support the old fox, I’ll show you just how ruthless I can be. Next time you see me, you better stay far away.”

Alfredo smiled bitterly. “Do you really think I’m that unreliable?”

“If you were reliable, I wouldn’t be in such a mess,” Wen Xin replied coldly, turning her head away from him. She wasn’t here to watch him perform but to deal with the Wen family.

Chu Yunxuan, sitting opposite Wen Xin, raised an eyebrow at Wen Xin’s open disdain but remained silent.

The car smoothly drove into the Wen family estate. Because of Alfredo’s presence, the Wen family members came out to greet them, including Wen Boxian, who sat in a wheelchair, waiting in the courtyard.

Wen Xin’s gaze quickly landed on the old man with white hair and a dragon-head cane. Despite not seeing him for years, he still looked detestable.

The bald man opened the car door and bowed respectfully to Wen Xin, waiting for her to get out.

Wen Xin glanced at Alfredo before preparing to exit. However, Alfredo grabbed her wrist before she could.

“I advise you not to use any weapons here.”

“You advise me? What makes you think I’d listen? I won’t use weapons; I’ll use bombs,” Wen Xin retorted.

Alfredo’s eyes widened in alarm. He sensed she wasn’t joking.

“Don’t be reckless… This is the Wen family!” Alfredo’s voice trembled with anxiety, genuinely worried Wen Xin might act rashly.

“Of course, I know this is the Wen family, but you should know how much I wish to destroy it! If they return my people, I’ll spare them. Otherwise…” Wen Xin trailed off, giving Alfredo a wicked smile. “Otherwise, I can’t guarantee I won’t do something extreme. Respect is mutual.”

Wen Xin had once tolerated them because the time wasn’t right. However, now, if they provoked her, they should be ready for the consequences. There was no one here that she cared about, so what was there to worry about?

“If not for yourself, think of the Tang family!” Alfredo pleaded, hoping she’d consider the Tang family and hold back.

Alfredo’s words enraged Wen Xin. She swiftly drew a dagger and pressed it against Alfredo’s neck.

“I advise you not to threaten me. Your life is decided by me, not you!”