Chu Xiao immediately wanted someone to bring Mu Beiyin over.Earlier today, Huo Shiqing came here to investigate something, but unexpectedly, those bastards from the Huo family had tampered with things—he accidentally got drugged.The bar was crawling with people from the Huo family, and Huo Shiqing couldn't let them notice anything unusual.He had to eliminate them quickly and thoroughly before he could leave.Until then, when the drug took effect, he could only endure.But now things were different—Mu Beiyin was here. She could help him ease the effects.
The hair at Huo Shiqing's temples was already soaked with sweat, his vision blurred. Upon hearing that familiar name, his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. "No."
Chu Xiao clicked his tongue. "Why not? She's your wife—helping you is only natural, isn't it?"
Huo Shiqing's breathing was heavy. "Sit down."
"Oh… alright then, guess you'll just have to tough it out."Chu Xiao agreed reluctantly, but the next second, his expression turned serious.
"Huo Shiqing, you might not have a choice."He cursed, "Guess who I just saw? Mu Yaohui and Mu Qianrou are here too—they're forcing Miss Mu to drink with the guests!"
Huo Shiqing's breath caught—he stood up abruptly.
Chu Xiao rushed after him. "What are you doing?"
Huo Shiqing, suppressing the drug's effects with great effort, rasped, "What else? I'm going to protect my Mrs. Huo."
Meanwhile, on the other side—Mu Qianrou held a wine glass, forcing a smile, seething inside.Ever since offending Xie Lin last time, they'd lost their last bit of resources. Her father had no choice but to bring her out to butter up these big shots.
Staring at the old, ugly sponsor before her, Mu Qianrou could hardly keep herself from vomiting.Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. Her face changed, and she quickly lowered her head."Dad, I think I just saw my sister."
Mu Yaohui followed her finger and looked over—his eyes lit up.
Mu Qianrou said pitifully, "Dad, Brother Ling Qian just asked where I was. I didn't even dare tell him I'm at a bar."
Mu Yaohui made up his mind immediately. "Let Mu Beiyin take your place. You go find Ling Qian."
Then he turned to the few big shots with a flattering smile. "President Chen, my eldest daughter is also here. I'll have her come over to entertain you."
Naturally, the men had also spotted the beauty sitting in the corner. They were practically drooling."Great, great, Chairman Mu—we'll wait."
Mu Beiyin had been sitting for a while, waiting for the bar owner, but instead, she heard a disgustingly familiar voice.
Mu Qianrou approached delicately, her voice soft and frail. "Sister…"
Mu Beiyin narrowed her eyes and glanced coldly, as if she hadn't heard her.
That look infuriated Mu Yaohui. This daughter of his was just like her mother—always so damn aloof and proud!
He put on the airs of a strict parent, scolding out of habit, "What are you doing at a bar? Can't you learn to behave?!"
Mu Beiyin sneered. "Then what are you and Mu Qianrou doing here? A father and daughter coming to solicit together?"
"Insolent! Who gave you the right to speak like that?!" Mu Yaohui roared, then finally remembered his purpose and impatiently added, "Come here and drink with President Chen and the others."
Mu Beiyin responded lazily, "Isn't Mu Qianrou already here?"
Mu Yaohui was furious. "Qianrou is a pure and innocent girl—how can she be compared to you?! Get over here!"
Mu Qianrou bit her lip and tried to persuade, "Sister, you can't be so selfish. You have to think about the family."
Mu Beiyin turned to leave.
To her surprise, the group of executives approached just then. President Chen blocked her path, eyes lewdly sweeping over her as he swallowed hard. "Chairman Mu, this is your eldest daughter? You've got such a stunning beauty at home—why didn't you tell us sooner?"
Mu Beiyin felt utterly disgusted under his gaze, goosebumps rising all over her skin.
Mu Yaohui quickly flattered him. "Yes, yes, that's her. She's really good at serving people—unlike Qianrou, who's still inexperienced. Beiyin, on the other hand, has plenty of experience. She'll definitely satisfy you all."
The executives burst into laughter, teasing, "There's quite a few of us. Do you think your eldest daughter can handle it? Why not leave both your daughters behind?"
Mu Yaohui immediately shielded Mu Qianrou behind him, not even hesitating. "Qianrou won't do. She doesn't know anything. But Beiyin—she's had so many men. Isn't that right, Beiyin?"
Mu Beiyin clenched her fists. Even though she had long known the Mu family didn't like her, hearing her biological father push her into the wolves' den was still a chilling blow.
Was she even his real daughter?
President Chen rubbed his hands together, leering. "Then, Miss Mu, come drink a glass with us."
Mu Beiyin's gaze swept over them, icy cold. Then she suddenly smiled and asked casually, "You want me to drink?"
The crowd laughed meaningfully.
"Chairman Mu, your eldest daughter is quite something—knows how to play the game."
"She really does know how to please people. Don't worry, Chairman Mu—if she serves us well tonight, the project is all yours."
Mu Yaohui beamed with joy. Sacrificing Mu Beiyin in exchange for such a major benefit—how could he not be thrilled?
President Chen swallowed again, eager. "Miss Mu, please. Don't keep us waiting."
Mu Beiyin reached for the glass. It was obvious the drink had been spiked. She suddenly looked up, her eyes glinting. "This glass is too small. How about a bigger one?"
President Chen grew even more excited. "Didn't you hear Miss Mu? Bring a bigger glass!"
"If you serve us well tonight, the Mu family's resources will overflow."
"Chairman Mu really did raise a good daughter."
A glass three times the original size was brought to her. Mu Beiyin smiled suddenly and raised her hand.
"We should definitely record this—wouldn't want to miss out on such a view—"
Splash!
The voice was cut off.
A full glass of wine poured over President Chen's head. His greasy hair stuck to his face, and he was dripping from head to toe.
Everyone was stunned, frozen as they watched the scene unfold.
President Chen snapped out of it, enraged. "What the hell are you doing?! Chairman Mu, your daughter is rebelling?!"
Mu Yaohui panicked, afraid the deal would fall through. "Mu Beiyin, how dare you—ah!"
Before he could finish, a glass flew at him with a bang, making him clutch his head in pain.
Mu Beiyin sneered. "Didn't you want me to drink with them? There. I did."
President Chen was livid. He had played with countless women—some willing, some not—but never had one dared humiliate him like this.
Staring at Mu Beiyin's back, he charged forward and grabbed her wrist. "You little slut! Your father already handed you over to me. Don't act like some virtuous woman now. I'll make you pay!"
Mu Beiyin's eyes went cold. She twisted his wrist back, ready to throw him to the ground.
But before she could act, a bang sounded.
Someone beat her to it, kicking President Chen away.
In the next second, she fell into a hot and familiar embrace.
Huo Shiqing's body burned with fever, but his eyes were icy cold. He scanned the crowd and said each word slowly and clearly:
"Which hand touched her? Cut it off."
Everyone held their breath.
In his arms, Mu Beiyin suddenly paused. She could feel his unusually high body temperature.
He seemed… to have been drugged. And the drug was starting to take effect.