Chapter 346 – Your family’s plum blossom is lost again (23)
Mu Ci’s eyes flickered with a dangerous glint. He tapped his fingertips lightly and tilted his head as he spoke.
“Not bad. But be careful, they’re extremely cautious. We only have one chance, so make sure everything is in place. Be prepared to make one strike, a fatal one.”
“Got it!”
“Understood.”
In a place like this, many things couldn’t be said too clearly. Mu Ci knew exactly how many eyes were watching his every move.
The Mu family was manageable, but the forces behind them were another story. He had no way to deal with them for now, so he could only continue his disguise, deliberately taking a path completely opposite to the one his enemies had set for him. This way, he could constantly delay their plans and lull them into lowering their guard.
Then, he would strike at the right moment. One fatal blow, leaving them no chance to retaliate.
He had been hiding for countless years for this goal, planning countless things.
Mu Ci’s smile deepened, half of his face hidden in the darkness, carrying an eerie aura.
The only problem left was Old Master Yan, who knew nothing but still insisted on meddling. He was tricky to fool, but luckily, he was completely clueless. Even if he sensed something was off, he wouldn’t be able to pinpoint it.
After discussing business, Mu Ci flexed his fingers and casually placed a cigarette between his lips.
A young man in a baseball cap leaned over, holding out a lighter. But Mu Ci pushed him away slightly, raising an eyebrow as he looked at him and scolded with a lazy, indistinct chuckle,
“You reek of smoke and alcohol. Stay away from me.”
“Hey, Boss, you can’t just use me and toss me aside like that.” The young man twirled the lighter between his fingers and leaned back in sync with Mu Ci’s movements. Then his eyes flickered with amusement as he grinned.
“Boss, did our Little Sister Yan Luo give you an earful when you went home yesterday?”
Otherwise, why would he be so irritable today?
Mu Ci, still holding the unlit cigarette, lifted his gaze and gave him a glance.
“Who said she’s your little sister?”
—She’s obviously mine.
“Fine, fine, Yan Luo has nothing to do with me.” The young man raised his hands in surrender. But then he noticed a trace of contemplation in Mu Ci’s expression and arched an eyebrow.
“Boss, that beautiful little lady has been right under your nose for years, and you still don’t feel anything?”
This time, Mu Ci tilted his head slightly, removed the cigarette from his mouth, and leaned to the side.
“I do feel something.”
“You do?!” The young man’s eyes lit up, and he leaned in eagerly. “What feeling?”
Before he could get closer, Mu Ci shoved him away in disgust. Then, after a moment of thought, he answered,
“She feels fluffy and cute.”
“…”
“…”
The room fell silent in an instant.
The people nearby stared at Mu Ci, looking as if they had just seen a ghost.
Fluffy and cute? Sure, that description made sense. But was that really how you described a girl?
And yet, Mu Ci didn’t seem to find anything odd about it at all.
Resting his head on his hand for a moment, he suddenly spoke again.
“Lin Yixuan.”
“Eh?” The young man in the baseball cap instinctively responded when he heard his name. “Boss, what is it?”
“Go check on the new transfer student in our class. She was looking at me strangely.”
Hearing that, Lin Yixuan lifted his head and glanced at the lazy figure sprawled on the couch.