Mu Xueyi didn't care about the buttoned neckline she was being picked up, she leaned back, as if her neck was tired, and found another comfortable posture.

"Well, indeed, it has something to do with me." Unexpectedly, she confessed easily, "She wants to go, I helped her find a way. Speaking of it, sister, you have a bigger reason. If you don’t get married, she won’t end up with this fate that has dragged on for more than 20 years, right?”

When Mu Xueyi called the relationship between them "evil fate", Mu Ruqing's expression froze.

After a while, she suddenly sneered.

"Mu Xueyi, why on earth do you dare to provoke me so?!"

Mu Ruqing squeezed the handle of the knife and raised it sharply. Without stopping, the tip of the knife chopped down towards Mu Xueyi's neck with the wind—

"Miss!" a black thug in the back hurriedly said, "This...this is the second lady anyway!"

The strength suddenly stopped.

Mu Ruqing stopped the knife on the hair on the side of Mu Xueyi's neck, and glanced back leisurely, "I asked you to come, is it for you to pull it?"

The thugs dared not speak anymore.

She looked at Mu Xueyi, who was sitting still like a mountain, and couldn't help but smile: "You really can sit still. Also, you can rest assured, how can I kill people in such a civilized society?"

"Sister, I can sit still, not because I'm sure you dare not kill you," Mu Xueyi curled her lips, her eyes were clear, and she was not afraid of any fear. "Because, even if you kill, I and also……"

She pursed her lips, her eyes narrowed and smiled.

"...I'm not afraid at all."

Mu Ruqing's face froze.

"I can tell you my plan directly." Mu Xueyi said frankly, "Do you want to hear it? If you want to hear it, let the people behind you go a little further and I will tell my sister alone."

There was hesitation visible to the naked eye in Mu Ruqing's eyes. She didn't want to give Mu Xueyi a chance to play tricks, but she couldn't help but learn about Zhong Wan.

After thinking about it, she waved her hand to let the people behind go away first.

When those people stepped back, Mu Xueyi leaned her head forward, and in Mu Ruqing's ear, she lowered her voice to the point where only she could hear her, and said slowly:

"I am going back to Mu's house this time, just to retaliate against you, to avenge my father."

"I will send Wanwan away first to anger you, and you will use every means to ask me about Wanwan's whereabouts. When you torture me for half my life, or kill me directly, you won't be able to sit as a Muhammad again. The position of general manager."

"If you have a stain, Dad will definitely not let you blow up. The bomb is still in the company, because once your intentional injury is stabbed out, the company will definitely be hit by unprecedented rumors. When you resign, I will be here again. Pretend to be good and smart in front of him, and he will slowly support me up."

"Then, like a moth, I will unknowingly infiltrate every system of the company, bit by bit, bit by bit, hollow out Mühle, until finally, this company..."

"...Bite into an empty shell."

Mu Xueyi leaned back against the wall, and the tone returned to normal. "But sister, even if I tell you everything, what can you do? Can you avoid it?"

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