Chapter 012 The Bottom Line Will Not Change

A familiar scent filled her nostrils, and the man's large hand grasped Qin Wan's.

Dominant and forceful, "Let's go, join me for noodles."

She was pulled to the dining table and seated.

Mu Shaochen sat down opposite her, picked up the chopsticks, and fiddled with the noodles in the bowl before looking up at her.

He asked, "Have you tasted them yet?"

Qin Wan lifted her eyelids.

Meeting his inquisitive gaze, she shook her head.

The next moment,

Mu Shaochen lifted a strand of noodle and fed it to her mouth.

His voice was low and indifferent, "Try it and see if it's good, then I'll eat."

Qin Wan regarded him.

Thinking of Qin Shumei's repeated emphasis, she pursed her lips and asked, "That afternoon, when you called me and asked me to marry you, were you with Su Qing?"

"Mhm, she was there."

After staring at her for a moment, Mu Shaochen answered nonchalantly.

Qin Wan nodded.

Without further questioning, she took his chopsticks and ate the noodles he fed to her mouth.

Then she let go.

"If you're afraid it's poisoned, you can eat half an hour later. Or, just don't eat at all."

After dropping that statement, she stood up and left.

Mu Shaochen lowered his gaze to where her hand had been.

Then he lifted his eyes.

Watching Qin Wan, who walked out of the dining room and headed towards the staircase.

In an unhurried manner, he began, "Qin Wan, your brother Qin Zheng..."

Upon hearing his words, Qin Wan abruptly stopped in her tracks.

Two minutes later,

She returned to the dining room and sat down in the same chair she had just vacated.

Her clear, magnificent eyes steadily looked at Mu Shaochen's flawlessly chiselled face.

Mu Shaochen picked up the noodles and took a couple of bites, a satisfied curve forming on his lips, "The taste is very good. Just now, the phone call you had with your mom, I heard it all."

Qin Wan, "..."

Lowering her eyes, she then met his gaze, "I wasn't just talking. I'm serious about doing it. Mu Shaochen, you can use my brother to threaten me, but my bottom line won't change. Whether you agreed to save my brother for Su Qing or not, I traded my marriage for it. In my view, she has nothing to do with it."

"Who said it has anything to do with Aqing?"

Mu Shaochen raised an eyebrow, amused as he watched her feisty demeanor.

As if she were jealous.

"Ms. Qin said you agreed to help save my brother because of Su Qing's face. But if that's true, and then you take my body, you'd be a scumbag."

Mu Shaochen's lips twitched, "So, obviously, what Ms. Qin said isn't true."

Qin Wan inwardly cursed a scoundrel and forced a fake smile on her exquisite face, "Since you're not a scumbag, then can you tell me when my brother can return to the country?"

"When the Bai Family goes bankrupt."

"What?"

Qin Wan was stunned for a second.

Seeing Mu Shaochen lower his head again and leisurely eat his noodles.

Acting like a refined scoundrel.

She mulled over his statement a couple more times.

That night, the fat pig, who tried to taint her purity along with her father's subsequent wife, was from the Bai Family.

Her brother was beaten inside because of people from the Bai Family.

To put her brother in grave danger, the Bai Family sought connections everywhere.

They even planned to have her brother killed inside, skipping the sentence altogether.

Although the Bai Family was also a very rich family in South City, in Mu Shaochen's eyes, they were nothing.

Bankrupting the Bai Family was not a difficult task for him; it was just a matter of whether he was willing or not.

She quietly cursed in her heart, calling him a ruthless businessman.

That night, as Mu Shaochen tormented her,

Qin Wan endured it more than on their wedding night.

Just the same as that night,

She was only able to fall asleep at two in the morning.

Sunday morning.

Qin Wan woke up to find Mu Shaochen's figure already gone from her side.

Cursing again, she muttered, "Bastard, damn man."

Qin Wan turned her head and saw him leaning against the door frame with one hand in his pocket, his expression lazy, not knowing how long he had been standing there.

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