Chapter 151 Write It Yourself to Express Your Feelings Bette

ive agency for five years. The clients who entrusted him with investigations are still waiting anxiously for the results, while he has already run off with their advance payments. When things die down..."Butler!"

Wu, the housekeeper, was just moving a suit upstairs. Mu Xing saw this and immediately went over to help, "Uncle Wu, let me help you!"

"No, no, Uncle Wu is capable of taking it. Don't worry about hurting yourself again." Wu Guanjia smiled and refused, asking Mu Xing, "Little Mu Xing, what can I do for you"

Mu Xing looked at Wu Guanjia, "Isn't tomorrow Little Uncle's grandmother's birthday I want to give her a birthday present. Butler Wu, do you think I should give her a painting"

Wu Guanta understands the old lady's thoughts very well. She just wants to see Mu Xing, the little baby. Gifts don't matter at all, as long as Little Mu Xing comes over, she will be very happy.

However, since the little one is so filial, he naturally wouldn't stop her. He smiled and nodded, "Well, Uncle thinks this gift is very good."

With Wu Guanjia's affirmation, Mu Xing's small face lifted into a smile, "Then is there any ink, paper, brushes and inksticks at home"

Wu Guanjia was astonished and said, "Xiaomu Xing wants to write it himself"

"Yeah, my master said the most important thing about giving gifts is the thought behind them. I feel like writing something myself would express my feelings better. Little Uncle's grandmother shouldn't mind, right"

"Of course not."

Even if Little Musang plucked a blade of grass from the roadside, the old ladies would treat it as a treasure, let alone her handwritten words.

"There are indeed brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones at home. The young master occasionally practices calligraphy, so I bought some and stored them in the storeroom. However, could your hand still hold a brush"

Wu Guanjia looked at Mu Xing's right hand wrapped in bandages with worry.

Mùxīng extended her left hand and waved it, "I can write with this hand!"

She grinned mischievously and urged, "Butler, hurry up and take me there. I've finished writing it and still need to get it framed."

"I'll get it from the storage room right away."

Wu, the housekeeper, went to the storeroom to fetch ink, paper, brushes, and a stone ink slab. He accompanied Mu Xing back to her room.

He spread the paper and drawing board on the desk, fixed it with a weight, and then went to get some clean water to help Mu Xing grind ink.

Mu Xing adjusted the position of the drawing paper and couldn't help but sigh when she touched it: "Wow! Butler, this drawing paper is so nice."

Thick and fine, it's many times better than what she used before. With such high-quality calligraphy paper, the characters written on it will be even more beautiful.

Wu Guanjia smiled, the young master's things were naturally the best.

After grinding the ink, Wu Guanjia handed Mu Xing a writing brush and stepped back several steps.

Mu Xing adjusted her breath slightly, allowing herself to relax. Holding the brush, she dipped it in ink and began to write with a focused expression.

The brush glides over the paper like flowing clouds and water.

The writing hand was clearly nimble and unrestrained, but the strokes on the paper were vigorous and powerful. The last stroke went upwards in a single flick, coming to an abrupt and decisive end.

"Fushou Kangning" , four large characters, stand out on the paper.

Wu Guanta looked and nodded repeatedly, “Good! Well written!”

The young master's calligraphy was powerful and vigorous, like a dragon soaring into the sky, swallowing mountains and rivers, with hidden sharpness. While Xiaomuxing's calligraphy, both elegant and strong, had the momentum of thousands of horses running, yet it was also gentle and introspective.

He really didn't expect that the little darling could actually write so well!

Mu Xing put down her writing brush and gave Wu Butler a sweet smile. "Thank you, Butler Wu, for the compliment."

Then, Wu Guanjia retracted his gaze from the paper and smiled, "When the ink dries, Uncle will have it framed for you."

"Okay, thank you Butler."

"You're welcome, Uncle. Please go ahead and get busy first. I'll come back later."

Mr. Wu the steward put away his brush and inkstone, and left the room.

Mu Xing hesitated for a moment sitting at her desk, then took out her phone to call He Chao.

The phone connected, and He Chao's warm voice came through: "Xiaomuxing, what's wrong"

"A-Chao, I can't move out for now," Mu Xing said timidly. "Uncle said my hand is injured and it would be inconvenient for me to live alone. He wants me to recover first before moving."

Of course, He Chao understood that this was Mr. Fu's tactic to stall for time. However, there was nothing he could do about it. With Mr. Fu's methods, as long as he didn't agree to let Mu Xing move out, Mu Xing would probably not even be able to get out the door.

I can only say: “Alright, but you must always take care of yourself.”

That's great!

Azhao gege wasn't unhappy, nor did he pressure her to move. Mu Xing happily replied: "Azhao gege, don't worry, I will!"

How could he possibly feel at ease.

If you can't trust, then what can you do

He Chao sighed softly in his heart, "Well, you have to take care of your hands and call me at any time if something happens."

Okay!

After hanging up the phone, Mu Xing felt completely relaxed. She rolled onto her bed and fell asleep, exhausted.

- The Fu Group.

The CEO's office.

Yun Tuo stood in front of the desk and reported to the man, "Master Fu, the Information Department found that the network call came from ward 1411 of City Hospital. The person living in that ward is named Cheng Ya Jing, one of the girls I checked for you before."

The daughter of a small building materials merchant, she ate a lion's heart and a leopard's courage, daring to touch anyone.

Fu Lingxiao's eyes were dark and cold as he spoke, "Disable her and teach the Cheng family a lesson."

Yun Tuo respectfully replied, "Yes."

"Arrange for those two bodyguards at Beihua to be replaced with two more intelligent ones."

"Yes."

Even if Grandpa Fu didn't order him to, he would have sent those two fools out to protect the little cutie. In the end, they ended up protecting nothing!

Yuntuo was just about to leave, but the man's cold eyes fixed on him, "You, go and receive ten lashes yourself tonight."

"!!!"

Grandfather, what's the matter with me

Well, he made the same mistake as Chiang Shao-fan, being bad at employing people.

Yun Tuo's heart was filled with bitterness, but he dared not speak. He simply replied "Yes" and respectfully exited the office.

- City Hospital.

Cheng Yaying lay in the hospital bed, thinking that Mu Xing should be suffering inhuman torture at the police station right now. A mischievous smile spread across her eyes, pulling at the corners and causing a searing pain.

She immediately controlled her expression, gently touching the face wrapped in gauze, filled with anger.

That wretch, she caused her to be fired and disfigured, she definitely won't let it go easily, this is just the beginning!

She gritted her teeth, when suddenly the door to the ward was flung open with a bang.

Two tall, black-clad bodyguards strode in and unceremoniously dragged her off the bed, their movements rough and forceful.

"Who are you What do you want"

Ching Ya-ching screamed in fright, and the wounds on her face split open again. The pain made her eyes well up with tears.

The bodyguard didn't say a word, drew his dagger and aimed it directly at her wrist, stabbing in.

"Ah!"

The piercing pain caused her to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Half an hour later, the bodyguard left.

Cheng Ya-jing was completely broken, lying on the ground like trash, emitting pained and feeble cries for help…

At this time, the situation at the Cheng family was also not optimistic.

The supplier stopped supplying materials, all orders were returned at the same time, everything happened too suddenly, the Cheng family was caught off guard, and they were completely paralyzed., "When will you be back Have you found the divine doctor of the Thirteenth Realm""Just arrived, haven't yet."The man replied, his voice deep and powerful, brimming with mature allure."Then, what brin...