The aloof beauty always has weak legs; the crazy boss is too ruthless.

Chapter 42 The Strength and Influence of the Lin Family

These unexpected words plunged Lu Siqi into nearly two minutes of silence.

Because she was surprised that Hua Xu knew Mu Sen's real name was Lin Chen.

Instead, it was "Lin Chen"—who actually had a fiancée.

"Surprised?" Hua Xu smiled slightly, but his expression was somewhat helpless: "A prodigy like Lin Chen has his life path predetermined by his family from birth. He seems to be standing at the top of the pyramid, but in reality, he is hanging on it. In order to maintain the empire built by his ancestors, he is hanging on the top of the tower, unable to come down or go up."

"Although they are admired and envied, it is only superficial glory, because they can only choose the country, not the marriage they want. After all, you can't have your cake and eat it too."

He implied that the Lin family behind "Lin Chen" was extremely powerful, even several levels higher than their Hua and Lu families.

Knowing that he had misunderstood her relationship with Lin Chen, Lu Siqi explained, "Lin Chen and I are not lovers, and I have never thought about marrying him."

“Since you haven’t thought about it, then cut off all contact with him from now on.” Picking up the first-aid kit, Hua Xu stood up and turned his back to her: “Because if you continue to get entangled with him, you will only be the one who suffers.”

……

The next day.

An Airbus H225 Super Puma helicopter landed on the rooftop helipad of Huaxi Group.

Musen changed his usual style of dress, no longer wearing t-shirts and jeans; he wore a white shirt with his forearms tucked in, and black trousers that made his legs look very long. His collar was slightly open, revealing his collarbone.

When he got off the plane, the wings were still spinning and the roar was deafening. The wind tousled his short hair. Shen Cheng, who was standing not far away, only noticed that his handsome face was unusually solemn when he got closer.

Shen Cheng walked over to greet him.

Mu Sen interrupted him before he could speak: "Where is Hua Xu?"

"In the conference room." Shen Cheng walked behind him with his cane, his pace too fast for him to keep up.

As Mu Sen walked down the stairs, he didn't wait for Shen Cheng, because he had already decided in his heart that the man behind him was the traitor.

Traitors do not deserve his respect.

Upon reaching the conference room door, Mu Sen kicked it open and walked in. He saw Hua Xu sitting in the middle, calmly playing with the flame of a lighter in his hand. He strode over, grabbed Hua Xu's tie, and lifted him up. "Satisfied now? You finally forced me to come out!"

Without wasting any more words with Hua Xu, Mu Sen went straight to the point: "Where did you hide Lu Siqi?"

His expression was calm, and there was no anger in his tone. "I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't tell the truth, I'll blow up this Huaxi Building in a minute."

Hua Xu chuckled, "After being an undercover agent for so long, President Lin's murderous aura has only grown stronger. He's ready to blow up my Huaxi Building at any moment."

Upon hearing the man call out his real name, Mu Sen didn't react much. He remained calm and said, "Only by blowing up this building will your old man finally look at Hua Yin with a second glance."

Upon hearing Hua Yin's name, Hua Xu's smile instantly froze.

"So easily scared?" Loosening his tie, Mu Senla sat down in his chair, propped his feet up on the table, and saw a horizontal plaque directly opposite him that read: "There is no absolute good or evil in this world."

His gaze immediately turned contemptuous: "If every evil person were as cold-blooded as you Chinese, doing anything for money, then there would be no need for humanity to exist in this world."

He picked up his gun, aimed at the last character "evil," pulled the trigger, and fired a shot that hit the target.

The gunshots attracted security personnel.

As the security personnel prepared to break down the door, Hua Xu ordered them not to come in: "I'm having a serious talk with President Lin, don't come in and disturb us."

Mu Sen gave him a look that said, "You're smart to know what's good for you."

After the security personnel left, Hua Xu walked to the conference table and said, "President Lin can have Lu Siqi, but I have a condition."

"Just say it! Stop with the nonsense!"

"Nothing can stop me from pursuing Lu Siqi."

Mu Sen laughed: "Even if I don't stop you, do you think you can catch up? Don't forget, you're a married man." "To correct Mr. Lin, I'm currently single; I just got divorced last month."

"I think you have an inexplicable overconfidence in yourself."

Hua Xu pulled up a chair and sat down. "If she disliked me, given her personality, she wouldn't have boarded my plane and come to Bangnan with me when she saw me in Beicheng."

After hearing his words, Mu Sen felt a tightness in his chest, but considering that the list of undercover agents was still in his hands, he said, "You should have more than just this one condition. Don't waste my time, tell me all your conditions."

“It seems nothing escapes Mr. Lin’s eyes.” Hua Xu handed him a pre-prepared document bag. “All the names are in here. So far, I’m the only one in Huaxi who has seen this list.”

Musen knew full well that this was a deal.

Huaxu wouldn't give him the list for no reason.

Taking the file bag, Mu Sen's eyes held a hint of disdain: "State your terms."

"Your men should not retreat; continue the mission."

"Are you treating me like an idiot?"

Hua Xu met his gaze earnestly, his eyes unusually sincere: "Don't forget President Lin, we have a common enemy."

The enemy he referred to was his good-for-nothing younger brother, Hua Yin.

The idea of ​​packaging internet celebrities on short video platforms and using them to portray Bangnan as a paradise of overnight riches and gold mines, tricking fans into coming to Bangnan to pick up money, was Hua Yinxian's idea.

Hua Yin's fraudulent methods were too high-profile, which aroused the dissatisfaction of various countries. These countries secretly issued orders to crack down on Hua Xi Group as a warning.

Knowing that Hua Xu and his half-brother Hua Yin had never gotten along, Mu Sen countered, "So what if they have a common enemy?"

Hua Xu suggested, "Let's deal with our common enemy first, then we can have a real showdown. That would be fair, wouldn't it?"

"You? You dare to talk to me about fairness?"

“Of course I’m not worthy.” Hua Xu pointed to the list of undercover agents in his hand: “Are the hundreds of people on it worthy?”

The Lin family is a century-old business family in the port city of Z country. The various companies they manage have long been involved in business all over the world, not only in Asia, but also in Europe and America. Over the years, they have also donated a lot to Bangnan for charity. No matter which circle in Bangnan, the Lin family enjoys a very high reputation and prestige.

To this day, Hua Xu still can't understand why Lin Chen, as the family heir chosen by the Lin family patriarch, would give up such a prestigious position and instead go against the grain to become a "small-time hoodlum" in Bangnan. He had discussed this issue with Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng's answer was: "Perhaps it's because I was born with everything that I want to try a life with a greater sense of contrast and more excitement."

They really couldn't think of any other answer besides this one.

After all, the Lin family's wealth and influence are undeniable; there's nothing Lin Chen, the heir, can't get if he wants it.

……

At noon, Lu Siqi sat in the empty living room, looking around at the walls and sofa that she had splashed with paint the night before. After calming down, she realized that she had been too impulsive last night.

I walked up to the canvas, changed to a brand new sheet of paper, picked up my brush, and started mixing the paints.

Because impulse is the devil, painting can calm her mind.

Half an hour later.

Upon seeing the drawing he had made, he realized it was a replica of Mu Sen's tattoo shop in Jianghong County.

Is this what she really thinks?

—I want to go back to Jianghong.

Gazing at the familiar shopfront in the painting, Lu Siqi fell into deep thought; the doorbell rang, waking her from her reverie.