Tycoon's Fake Wife

Moreover, it wasn't hard for him to make out the delicate and exquisite features of her face hidden in the darkness.

Yet, since he couldn't see clearly, a faint sense of unwillingness entangled the bottom of his heart…

He was always a man of his word; if he said he would take responsibility, he meant it till the end.

"You're sick," Mu Yin kicked him when he was unprepared and ran out.

She kicked with all her might, and since he was unguarded, he grimaced, bearing the pain silently.

However, by the time he gritted his teeth and chased after her, she had already climbed onto the window of the corridor. Her frail body was as nimble as a Little Wild Cat, and she was about to leap down.

In desperation, he took a gamble, "Have you ever thought about why the Chu Family wants this file?"

Indeed, her actions paused for a moment.

It wasn't noticeable, but he saw it.

Watching the figure disappearing outside the window, he mysteriously curved his lips upward, "I'll wait for you, Little Wild Cat."

...

"Young Master…" Chi Ying quickly drove the car over, blocking her path.

"Let's go," Mu Yin swiftly packed up the parachute and leaped into the car.

"Young Master, are you hurt?" Chi Ying had barely stepped on the gas when he noticed the crimson blood on her face, shuddering with fright, the steering wheel shook, nearly hitting the railing, but she swiftly corrected it.

"It's nothing, it's not mine," Mu Yin extended her hand to wipe her face, but the more she wiped, the more blood there seemed to be. It appeared her hands were also covered in blood unwittingly, and she remembered the force behind that stab; the wound was likely not shallow.

But, that man seemed unharmed.

Looking back, Mu Yin could still see the tall dark figure standing by the window, his piercing gaze following her, feeling as sharp as a thorn on her back.

Who exactly was he, why did he coincidentally appear here, and how did he easily deduce she was from the Mu Family, and what did that last remark mean?

"Young Master, quickly check if you're injured." As soon as they reached home, Chi Ying pounced on her like a Labrador, sniffing from head to toe to inspect her.

He didn't even spare her hair.

"The blood is not yours, but why is your perfectly good lip swollen?" Chi Ying put her hands on her hips, staring intently at her cherry-like delicate lips.

"…" Mu Yin touched her lip subconsciously, lost for a moment, "It's nothing, I just knocked it accidentally."

Let it be, it's like a dog bite.

"Knocked?" Chi Ying was skeptical, but seeing that it was just a bit red and not broken, she put it aside for the moment.

Then, picking up her fingertips that were slightly blackened by flames, "And this? Did you 'knock' this too?"

"I encountered a jerk who tripped me up, I didn't get the file, and instead, the Chu Family's people took it," Mu Yin pursed her lips, subtly withdrawing her hand, her expression unchanged.

However, a depressing frustration lingered deep within her heart, unable to dissipate for a long time.

"The Chu Family?" Chi Ying was baffled, asking in surprise, "Why would the Chu Family take our file? Besides, they haven't made any moves in the past two years!"

Mu Yin shook her head gravely, unable to answer.

However, the words "Have you ever thought about why the Chu Family wants this file?" suddenly popped into her head, stirring up a storm.

Mu Yin furrowed her brows, her dark eyes shimmering subtly, "Yingying, I feel like my family's issues might be inseparably linked to the Chu Family."

Having said that, she stylishly sat down on the sofa, took out a lighter from her pocket, and flicked it lightly.

The bright yellow flame leapt out…

The lighter, embellished with raised patterns, felt excellent in hand, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a classic 1941 ancient silver Zippo lighter named "Life Long Friend," a limited edition.