Chapter 110: The Meeting

Mu Teng’s expression grew somewhat serious as he spoke again, “Miss Mu has invited President Gao to dinner tonight.”

Fu Siyue’s face immediately darkened, but he said nothing.

Mu Teng continued, “President Gao—Gao Zhusheng—has a terrible temperament and a long history of misdeeds. No one knows how many times he’s secretly drugged beautiful women. Just now, I overheard Gao’s assistant say that he’s the one deciding the location, which means…”

He stopped there, having already conveyed the gravity of the situation.

There was a very real danger looming over Mu Yinyin tonight.

Fu Siyue’s expression deepened further, but he merely responded coldly, “Isn’t Jiang Ling going with her?”

“President Gao despises men the most. If President Mu took the initiative to invite him, it definitely means there’s something to discuss with Gao. There’s absolutely no way Jiang will be allowed to come along.”

Fu Siyue’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

He pursed his lips, remaining silent.

Mu Teng naturally said no more.

…

Time continued to pass.

At last, it was time for Mu Yinyin to leave. The location Yun He had arranged was not far—just a half-hour drive.

But just as she was about to step out, Jiang Ling returned unexpectedly.

His expression was unusually grave. Seeing Mu Yinyin stepping out in heels, he spoke in a low, urgent tone, “Yinyin.”

Just the two words, yet the urgency was unmistakable.

Mu Yinyin paused, turning to look at him. Seeing his serious gaze, she sighed softly, “I know you’re worried, but the arrow is already on the string and must be released. I will protect myself. Meng Tao is skilled in combat and will protect me.”

Of course, Mu Yinyin herself was trained in martial arts.

Jiang Ling frowned deeply and said again in a low voice, “You know his character too well. If you go today, you will…”

Before he could finish, Mu Yinyin frowned and interrupted, “Jiang Ling.”

Her voice was quiet but tinged with weariness and helplessness.

She took a breath and said, “This is the only way. If we keep delaying, the auction day will only get closer. Do you think Xiao Qi’s condition can hold out any longer?”

Jiang Ling fell silent once more.

Mu Yinyin pressed her lips together, “Nothing is more important than her life.”

After speaking, she gently patted his shoulder, clearly expressing that Jiang Ling should not stop her.

What happens next might be fine, so sometimes it’s best not to imagine the worst.

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But.

If there are problems, they must be faced head-on.

At worst, if she suffers a little but can save Gu Xiao Qi’s life, Mu Yinyin is willing to endure it.

Seeing Jiang Ling say nothing this time, his expression extremely complex, Mu Yinyin said bluntly, “You don’t need to go in with me. Otherwise, everything might be ruined.”

Jiang Ling parted his lips. From the moment they decided to negotiate with Gao Zhusheng, he had felt a deep helplessness.

He had no strength left to argue.

Even though Fanxing had risen quickly in the past two days and was outstanding, compared to Gao Zhusheng’s company, the difference was enormous.

So, negotiation was their only option.

Truly, no other way remained.

In that moment, he felt indescribably distressed, but…

He had no choice but to quickly follow.

He got into the car with Mu Yinyin.

Mu Yinyin’s expression was solemn as she looked at Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling sighed, “Yinyin, I know this concerns Xiao Qi’s life and I know your sacrifices, so I won’t be the one to cause trouble. But if I don’t go in with you and you make me wait here, I can’t do it.”

Mu Yinyin’s eyes flickered, but before she could reply, Jiang Ling said again, “I won’t go in.”

Those four words were his promise, though heavy with worry.

Mu Yinyin could only nod helplessly, “Alright.”

Just that one word, and she said no more.

Moreover, she could offer no guarantees.

She didn’t know what awaited them inside.

Because it involved Gu Xiao Qi’s life, Mu Yinyin dared not act recklessly. If it were anything less critical, she might have chosen another approach.

No matter what, they had to proceed with caution and adapt to the situation.

All the way there, Mu Yinyin and Jiang Ling remained silent.

Jiang Ling several times wanted to speak but stopped himself, knowing that no words would help.

Just as Mu Yinyin said: the arrow is on the string and must be released.

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Finally, they arrived at their destination.

They all got out of the car together and went upstairs.

After exiting the elevator, Mu Yinyin fixed her gaze on Jiang Ling, “Boss Jiang…”

Just those three words, but the meaning was clear.

Jiang Ling sighed, “I know.”

Mu Yinyin looked at him with a complicated expression but said nothing more, leading Meng Tao toward the reserved private room.

She gently knocked on the door.

Yun He immediately came over to open it. When he saw that Mu Yinyin was indeed the same as the photo he had given to Gao Zhusheng, he finally exhaled in relief.

He was afraid that if the information were fake and an unattractive woman showed up, his boss would have eaten him alive.

Looking at Mu Yinyin, Yun He said coolly, “President Mu, please come in.”

Mu Yinyin nodded.

Glancing inside, she saw a greasy middle-aged man in a suit sitting at the dining table. The moment he saw Mu Yinyin, his eyes lit up, and he looked extremely excited.

This was truly a stunning beauty!

Undeniably a great beauty!

Gao Zhusheng immediately stood up, smiling broadly, “What an honor to meet President Mu here.”

He stepped forward and stretched out a chubby hand toward Mu Yinyin.

Meng Tao’s eyebrows subtly furrowed, a flash of displeasure crossing her eyes.

This man was truly disrespectful!

Normally, when a man and woman shake hands, the woman should initiate it, and the man would respond. But Gao Zhusheng shamelessly demanded a handshake first.

And judging by his greasy hand, it was clear he wasn’t after a polite handshake—he was trying to grope!

Although Mu Yinyin was displeased, she still extended her hand. The man’s eyes gleamed as he immediately grasped her soft hand, holding it completely, his gaze possessive, “President Mu’s hand is so soft.”

Mu Yinyin’s smile stiffened as she withdrew her hand.

Though reluctant to let go, Gao Zhusheng didn’t press further. With a chuckle, he said, “Please, have a seat.”

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